Long Shoestrings Poems

It was many years ago that I sat there on the floor
With Aunt Allie and my cousins, we knew what was in store.
The clan was gathered there around the Christmas tree
Just eagerly awaiting their Christmas...

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Do you know,
     You can melt your shoes?
     I bet your mother never told you that!

     So, I will tell you now,
 ...

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A lot of time has passed
since freedom was part of the daily routine
		Eat when you wanna eat,
	sleep when you wanna sleep
Go whenever you wanna go to the latrine
No need to have to ask for permission,
freedom...

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l.  it was seven octobers of knowing you
through refrains of musk earth and rosette skies ,
we lay with hands outstretched 
under a family of flowering trees
riddled with moonlit pearls
feasting on legs entwined, laughing at...

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Patients in and out within the backdrop of muted rose walls, blue carpet, 
dark wood and purple plaid textiles. As faces changed, colors clashed. 
One young girl wore scarlet shoestrings and a gold skirt topped...

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Ancient ones present me the wisdom
Allow me be influenced by the intuitive I Ching
Fall for nothing, stand for something
I value myself too much just to be someone's fling
Always portrayed an instinct to do the right...

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I watched

I watched when I was younger, a woman lose her life

To a man, to a rock, to a knot, and never become a wife.

I watched when I was seven the most beautiful woman alive

She...

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Scissortail river running low beside the road
carrying a many weightless, little dead leaf
orange, yellow parade of patchwork vessels
passing beneath the old park bridge into shadow

I join a skipping-stone hunt along with you and June
working through...

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Once upon a time but not so long ago,
A man sat by a pond dangling his big toe.

A rather large fish enjoying his daily swim,
Noticed the mans big toe that kept enticing him.

The man saw...

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The sky was lit by blinding light
But, not sunlight
The panorama was painted with darting pellets
But, not of rain rivulets
The ground quivering under flitting feet
But, not earthquake
The horizon hung with billowing smoke
But, not pillows of fluffy...

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Who knew that I would need
shoestrings to escape rape?
I felt safe on a double date, 
the “safety in numbers” misnomer.

He came on like a ten-armed
octopus with suction cup hands.
The couple in the back seat
were obviously...

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Mesmerizing eyes shaded behind the draw blinds. 
My lips are tied with giggling lace, to mute and smudge absent a feel. 
A cold fragment, jagged and warped into razor ends. 
A piece I believed to...

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