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MARGINS

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MARGINS


Her whimsy stirs even water

The pool reflects pure incandescence,
toys with a newfound buoyancy

She is a school-less angelfish
               flouncing in elements and
               shimmering in pink ruffles 
               while sun ripened ringlets dance 


A minstrel disguised as a 
               red-winged blackbird returns 
               her endless chatter, won-over

Despite sun block and a mother’s care
               she is tan and her young skin reminds me 
               of toffee,  butter-soft and wonder-warm

My tiny sprite swings 
               between courage and caution; 
I circle her
              as somehow she encircles me
              we remain within reach of each other
learning to let go...
              the lessons of daughter 
                               and mother

 Oh, I am moved to be her moon.

Today’s lesson:

Summer lies with its long hours,
afternoons dripping like vanilla cones
             as cicadas lull lazy tiger lilies 
             with their heat-hymns

It is easy to forget
             this season has margins

It is easy to forget 
             all the margins she will face

Soon, she will board a bus
             walk hard-halls of independence
             be outside of my reach
             be far from my gravitation
             and the security of  my embrace

 It is easy to forget September
             as her lengthening legs chase 
             these turquoise days

             these exquisite turquoise days







*experimenting with reducing punctuation and replacing it with spacing for effect (a mirror of my poem's central theme, as well) Hmmm... not sure :D

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  1. Date: 1/27/2014 7:36:00 PM

    Wow Dee to my fav's too exquisite, I really loved [ afternoons dripping like vanilla cones ] Please go weigh in on the sonnet choice for verse 3? [crown?] Light & Love

  1. Date: 8/6/2013 3:37:00 PM

    One of my favs of yours.Made me think of my own baby girl..When the time comes I have to let her wings free and let her fly towards...beside against and over those margins too.Going to my favs..So very beautiful the words from a mother inspired by her toffeemilk skinned beautiful child.

  1. Date: 7/26/2013 11:28:00 PM

    love love love it.

  1. Date: 7/19/2013 8:19:00 PM

    What a delightful poem! A very cool and rewarding effect for the reader. Glad I stumbled upon your work. Keep it up! Always, Laura

  1. Date: 7/19/2013 2:25:00 PM

    welll, i can;t help but revel in the splashes of wonder distinctly pouring within the lines, cyn...you manage to stir me with musings of summer's innocence and introspective look at our child's future... this grows on me as i feel the lyrical yet delicate movement of your poesy..with the right pauses, punctuations are not needed...charming me no end in its flow!... :) huggs

  1. Date: 7/19/2013 1:20:00 PM

    Brilliant flow. No punctuation necessary here. This was tremendous.

  1. Date: 7/19/2013 4:07:00 AM

    Like Craig, I didn't notice anything because I was so mesmerized by the phrasing and word flow...You draw great inspiration from your daughter...On to my fav poet list you go! - Tim

  1. Date: 7/18/2013 8:33:00 PM

    soup mail... PD

  1. Date: 7/18/2013 9:30:00 AM

    It reads perfectly Cyndi--never gave it a thought while reading this until you mentioned at the end---I was too caught up in your loving words! Hope your new home is wonderful!