THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STORY

Yes
The sunset was
Spectacular

The reclining figure's forehead
Was on fire
And
There was a patch
Of pure blue
Through a kaleidoscope
Of white cotton batting

But the story
Was to the south
Of the valley
Where blueprint blue clouds
Were suspended
In a hologram
Under the deep blue sea
That this once was

Dreams

like sky lanterns
come floating down to earth

Dark Knight

Orion poised
on the horizon
ready to leap
over the ridge
into the kitchen
where I sit
sleepless

Chastened

Chased from waking thoughts
Only to appear in dreams

I am a simple woman

I like beer
Ice cold
Hot coffee black
Whiskey neat
Straight answers
Direct gazes
Clear pictures
Drama in love
But not life

Young Sons and Lovers

Go away
Don’t leave me
He looks over his shoulder
Pleading
Don’t touch me
Hold me
Sullen
He shrugs
Inveigling attention
He rejects
She remains
Steadfast

ONCE UPON A SUMMER NIGHT

A million little space ships
Lights blinking
Ferrying passengers
to and fro