Abiding In the Stage of Pearls
ABIDING IN THE STAGE OF PEARLS
When first we met,
Red paper hearts,
Sailor-Clipped,
Arrows piquing interest.
He saw three O’s
In a bonnie row,
Ripe for the picking.
He chose Friday
And she chose a prince.
Aladdin, a rough diamond
Would shake the snowglobe.
I’m dizzy in my knees.
The earth spins, like
A roulette wheel, with
Many stops. We cruise.
The diamond ring
Sliced through my finger
Bloody red with hearts.
He’d kiss to make all better.
A carnival celebration —
Loop of forever-after,
Flourishing lei with
Fluorescent colors,
Also the kukui nut lei
Of royals — fit for a prince,
Shell necklace of Jamaica
And a dangling
Diamond embrace.
After years of infighting
About nothing at all,
Laid to rest,
In a plain wooden box.
Ashes tossed out to sea,
To live amidst its turgid
Seaweed, caught in
Its own cast net.
The years of pearls —
Lively chattering clams,
White teeth of pure
Ecstasy, floating
On calm seas.
Middles bulge, dyed hair —
The prince and princess
On leather thrones,
Fighting only of volume
And room temperature.
Embracing kids
And aging parents
All so tight,
With eight tentacled legs.
Wallpaper of snapshots,
Glued to starry eyes,
Wonder what was with
All the yells and cries.
The whirlpool sucks
All such memories dry,
Leaving a steady calm
For family to lean on —
Counting fingers and toes,
Each with diamonds
All their own.
5/24/2018
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