This poem is written by my poet friend Selma Benjamin. She is 101 years old. She has been through the holocaust. She is gentle, kind, and very wise. Here is one out of her hundreds of poems that she has given me permission to print. Here goes: 2020 BLUES Crazy plague from unknown sourceMakes usContinue reading “2020 BLUES”
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Hey there
You there, take this gloom away the sky is supposed to be blue, not grey a dismal disappointing day the social-distancing party cancelled the host is sick her stomach hurts then next, the tearful news my veterinarian can’t fix Toto anymore You there, heal my dog Toto he’s been my friend for seventeen years heContinue reading “Hey there”
further farther beyond
Further, Farther and Beyond bright eyes lashes fluttering into mine time to play she says– wake up no, you cannot sleep on puffy pillows we pretend to eat a feast savory and sweet calorie free for me eat it all and then plastic fruit knives, forks and spoons dish up colorful makeContinue reading “further farther beyond”
Soshite (Complete)
I am writing because the blog lost the last five stanzas–sorry… Soshite Cold outside fingers cramp and freeze my age is showing like a fallen slip so… slap on the blush gloss the lips piggy bank more time I’m not ready for elderhood my heart is still a child my body is merely disobedient so…Continue reading “Soshite (Complete)”
Wise-Dome
I’m here on this great American holiday– Easter Buddhist– tho I am so didn’t make a ham made bread and Passion Fruit jam didn’t mean to rhyme just came out in time to be silly and nonsensical in this era of pandemonium tell me– will I be able to look back laugh this day awayContinue reading “Wise-Dome”
Pandemic Fantasy, 2020
I left the world. It was getting too heavy, surreal like a Dali nightmare. Clocks falling off trees, big blinking eyes in the clouds. Plus a pandemic was going on. The White House announced it on Friday and the Eagle didn’t fly. So I decided to leave the world. I madeContinue reading “Pandemic Fantasy, 2020”