Best Wrapping Poems

soda sparks
and lemon juice
on every lip
and candle wick
explosion
of the champagne kind
to bubble brains
and swirl the minds
when summer limps
upon two heels
we break our vows
and kneel to feel
the rhythm of the losing heat
when soda sparks
in weak appeal
as sidewalks bend
their thoughts to me
while overactive melodies
complete themselves
in summer nights
I...

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Inscribed still stone unholds, supine spirit enfolds
bemoaned psyche enwrapped, entranced soul strings unsnapped....

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WRAPPING IT IN PURPLE
-For Prince

Black onyx handsome, 
Small is beautiful, 
Soft campy creature, 
Definite in feature, 
All chiseled, boned, 
Talents honed,  
And used for a king's ransom.

A royal purple mist,
Rained down on fans.
A thousand in the cast,
(He's never going to last).
Sing, Hip hop, do...

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My husband doesn’t get the point
Of wrapping up a gift.
His reasons aren’t mainly ones
That have to do with thrift.

He thinks it’s just a bother.
First, the paper must be bought;
Then measured, cut and folded if
A winning outcome’s sought.

It’s time consuming and, of course,
It doesn’t last too...

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To wrap Christmas gifts
Is not so easy to do
When the dog is near
As soon it is wrapped
It is pawed openedhe 
She is told to stop
Barking is heard loudly
She does this to open gifts
The more gifts wrapped-
She will paw open
Whether it is her's or not
The dog...

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something tells me
I have to leave this place
unremembered

the wind smells foul
the grass has changed color
the shrine is now a Clubhouse
and the Diviner has lost his memory  
where do you find blessing
when everything stands still

where do you find blessing 
when the trees are dead
and beneath...

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wrapping up
the final chapter
facing our mortality



posted on September 30, 2018...

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A foot large package mailed 
From a dear friend to me
For my birthday on October.
I observe and deal with:
Why this freaky gift-wrapped 
In the local newspaper?
The small card inside:
“Happy Birthday!”
And a well-known signature. 

Wow! I’m totally screw up.
Misinterpreted! 
Misconceived!  
The outside of an object,
The...

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Wrapping Paper

Every color I have bought,  
red, green and gold. 
There is blue like the heavens, 
white like pure snow, 
they both glitter and shine. 
I have saved and resaved them, 
year after year.
Time after time.

I have no money for gifts. 
But I will...

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With a prayer, you came first
Leading into the promise 
Like a poem of proud insights
Powerful and pure
And, as in grape, in the middle
Of something alive
Dancing like poetry and prose
Two of you who know
Past, present and the potential
To elope, in the center
Prompted by a pop at...

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We wrap up September,
All tied with a chill,
And wait for October,
With baskets to fill

Of apples and pumpkins 
And bright orange leaves,
Plus all those aromas 
Each person perceives.

The calendar waits
For the page to get turned
As we welcome the weather,
From summer, we’ve earned....

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This was Elise’s first wrapping job.
She did not want to hurry.
This was for her grandma.
One of her favorite people.

Daddy asked, “are we almost finished here?”
“She’s doing a great job,” Mommy said.
Daddy sat down to watch, enthralled.
He had never wrapped a Christmas present.

Maybe one day you...

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Saint Monica's Mission

Tots rushing and jostling, reaching for gifts
Three hundred and two presents we did carry 
We drove to the shore, used pallet jack lifts
Children gathered about cheerful and merry
Everywhere bows, ribbons, bright wrapping paper!
Sandcastles decked with candy cane ornaments 
Boys and girls enjoying this...

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I want to say I’m sorry - your present looks like that.
It wasn’t kicked by UPS or pummeled with a bat

The master wrappers I prefer, simply aren’t around
A slow economy got them or the covid cut them down.

My boys at Neiman Marcus, I miss those...

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Lisa and I wrap and rap for Christmas.
Can you imagine the two of us doing that?

We’ve got Christmas playlists going
Christmas scented candles glowing,
and milky hot-chocolate flowing.

“Stir the marshmallows with the candy canes,”
Lisa says, like that’s something she has to explain.

We’re humming, singing and laughing,
and dancing...

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