The backyard fills with windy snow
For the whole weekend
Until the floor of the Earth
Fluffs itself
Levitates
And observably lifts its pedestal
A foot closer
To the sky
Reaches
And clutches
The feather
Of my busy wind chime
Hung
To the side of a Maple
Holds it still
By its tail
Brings
The music of the storm
To a stop
I hold my last-chance breath
For the piccolos of the chickadees
To take over
For the trees to slide away
The snowmen they have become
For my mother’s mind to come back to us.
Hit her daily won't solve your problems.
Escape her noisy as you are short-tempered,
All will work good for you.
Rightly, you will appreciate my advice later.
Troublemaker can turn to be a peacemaker,
Being good to each other is a good process.
Right and left hands always lift up heavy things
Observably, reject wrangle and like peace
Kindliness , happiness , joyce, love.
Expecting to see some smile on her face soon;
No one will call you harrasser again in the future.
February 26/2023
Written for poetry contest sponsored by Constance la France.
Chosen theme: HEARTBROKEN
... Second
Win in the
Contest...
JELLO
I hate jello because it is a food
once in your mouth it wiggles moves
reminds me of what worms must feel like to eat
grosses me out for the life of me
Who had such a fantasy
to make some squishy protein
From animal parts most disgusting
Food served in hospitals observably
Jellied cranberries a similar food
Would rather have cranberry juice
And souse meat looks like it is raw
It is jellied for bellies after all
Now if jello had a super power
like curing disease or growing flower
I still could not keep it down
Jello is gross even with fruit I’ve found.
The one who stands beyond compare
Evolving days of which to share
Of whom I call to reminisce
Allied shoulder greatest bliss
Depths of all transparency
Of cares transferred especially
Leading steps of harmony
Gazes fixed observably
Seeketh not, that which was found
Tested time of ways abound
Dearest truly, purposed for
Sailed me forth beyond the shore
As the other significantly
Won my heart victoriously
If ever there was a love that's true
Of such I always found in you
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
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