she was a dancing spirit
queen of joy
she entered the game room like a tornado
whirling with enthusiasm
none of us was younger than seventy-two
I know
because I am the baby resident
in this old people jail
she has pink hair! Gladys said
Gladys has never lived up to any part of her name
I was intrigued
What was this beauty doing here?
I am your new activity director, pink princess said
Happy days!
Categories:
game room, humor,
Form: Free verse
Of Wars, Eagles and Doves
Chilling hailing raindrops fall viciously
Into flowing rivers of dreams
As the dark blooming cloud of war
Across the pale sky streams;
Peace lay wallowing in excruciating pain
Trampled down on the bloody ground.
All stalemates have been canceled and called off
As gallant generals gather in the busy game room.
The war dogs are barking and tiring of playing golf;
Tails wag happily anticipating the end of peace coming soon.
Rusting weapons of destruction earn no money to spend;
Investing in war has never ever been deemed a mortal sin.
Yet undying hope lingers in the luminous splendor of love;
Remember it’s the eagle that is endangered; not the cooing dove.
Categories:
game room, allegory, analogy, hope, peace,
Form: Sonnet
I carry a burden on my back into the game room
I leave to lay my head down for a brief rest –
and see out of my window a blanket of white
reflecting dully into the dark night
a mantle of a thousand icicle stars
a silent, yawning ocean for the sleeping ashen trees
Woods, will you remember me
When I’m long gone?
Will you mark my name
in your solid oak memory?
Whisper of me in rustles that never cease.
Murmur, let me rest easy. Do not
howl of a wolf in the doleful darkness.
Categories:
game room, life, mystery, nature, me,
Form: Narrative