Looking Glass
04/01/2019
Come away with me -
Upon a path of dreaming -
Past the golden sun-drenched mirror’s gleaming,
Into the house beyond the corner of the frame.
Things will be different there.
Our twins will stare
Silently, when we first walk in,
And then they’ll grin.
4/3/2019
I hold your fragile cup, oh!, carefully.
(Do not let it break.)
It is so full, light dancing on the brim.
(Do not let it spill.)
I bring it to you, stepping shallowly.
(Fingers dare not quake.)
Hold fast though it’s unsteady as a whim.
(Too deep a breath I take.)
I do not dare a drop to lose.
Too late to fail or to refuse.
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Tongue-tied
4/5/2019
My words are small,
My thoughts are tall.
I cannot fit them through the wall.
You only see a scurry like mice
Babbling by you in a trice
And not what lurks beyond the door.
The big old rat a-nibbling
Where my heart is sore.
our house-guest
04/05/2019
The tiger sleeps deeply tonight,
Sprawled across my living room.
His teeth are hidden,
His back soft as a carpet.
I am full of fish and tea and contentment
As we talk over and around him
Of everything, and nothing;
All ready to forget things like
The stormy forecast for tomorrow,
And the tiger’s sleeping claws.
Mockingbird
4/8/2019
So many songs from you,
My small morning window-guest,
I'd think you multitude.
rereading, again
4/9/2019
I hear the echoes of past self
In your pages -
First wonder layered with
New meaning -
Younger paths find
A new beginning.
You are winning
My mind
Again, I'm leaning
In to hear your voice entwine a myth -
I love you more than sages -
You impossible storied wealth.
4/18/2019
Snatches of story and song swim inside me
While the air is full of freshwater sea.
Do they think my mind is the missing ocean?
Do they come from the clouds to be with me?
I am filled by the fishes’ motion,
Diving and flickering and gleaming free.
after the storm
4/18/2019
A drop of wonder
Liquid and living jewel
Unnoticed in leaves
04/20/2019
Silence is ringing
In a white echo chamber
Abandoning my voice
little sister
04/20/2019
My quiet girl
You are finding your voice
Standing tall against the shadows that once
Crawled in the corners and waited
To steal breath,
Learning your own way to walk
Down the uneven paths life sends you.
You are a woman now,
Though you haven’t lost your playfulness
And games and toys,
You often seem to be more grown-up than me
Your elder–
Steadfast, silver-streaked, “hard work and loyalty” girl,
My music-handed number-minded full of light.
Lovely Poems, Lily!
Wow, these are really amazing! 😮 I love them!
