Short Waterworks Poems

I plucked a golden drop of sunshine
    put it in my pocket
      saved it for a rainy day

  I also grabbed my umbrella 
    in case of a waterworks display...

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“I need some space” said with a sigh;
	But I had something in my eye.
Said she, “It is not you, it’s me”;
	I suffered from an allergy.
“Let’s be friends!” – a trite refrain;
	There on my cheek a drop of rain.
“I am not the one for you”;
	While in my face, a cold wind blew.
“I’m sorry” said with true regret,
	And on my lash, a bit of sweat.
What fell when she said her “Good-bye”?
	A tear? No way – I do not cry....

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BEQUEATHED BONNIE SQUARE
                         
                           a lacy handkerchief
  embroidered with a hummingbird,
a nectar-sweet trellis, to sponge
  the waterworks - the trickle
             of misty eyes,
        the honey-suckled creek
     that runs over wrinkled
logs and leafy plum-cheeks.
  delicate hands lift
     the dapper doily —
       pat-a-pat dabbing.
a tattered smile forms
  at the base of the cliffs.

6/30/2019...

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