Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Waiting on Christmas

Pretty packages peak from under the tree

as needles once perky now sag.

Children hover, but don’t touch

as they count down days, hours, minutes

until Santa arrives.

I try

not to drive my husband crazy

fretting about

money spent

on gifts to thrill and delight.

What if I did not spend well?

What if the gifts are not quite right?

What if I replaced the one each longed for

with the one merely mentioned,

a passing interest,

a fleeting desire now expired?

So I count down days, hours, minutes

as well,

hoping that smiles will swell

and my frights will dispel

once the wrapping is ripped and

treasures revealed.

Until then, I must wait

tasty cookies on my plate

and the smell of aging pine in the air.


inspired by Poetic Bloomings prompt 34

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Prompted, An International Collection of Poems

I am very excited to announce that Prompted, An International Collection of Poems is now available for purchase. I have two poems included in this anthology. All profits from the sale of this book are being donated to an international literacy foundation called LitWorld. Follow one of the links below to order your very own copy.

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Sunday, November 13, 2011

You

("love" prompt at Poetic Bloomings)

Moist eyes

each time you succeed

or try your best

filling my heart

it takes up more than my chest

fills my belly as well.

It almost hurts

how much I love

you.


(for my children: Ashlyn, Darrien, Emily, and Lathaniel)

Hold the Door

(Poetic Asides prompt a kind poem)


A door held open

when hands are full

juggling groceries

and a tot too small to walk.

Eyes mist up from the gesture

a nod of the head is all she can muster.

The child smiles his chubby grin.

The door closes,

the moment disappears,

but small eyes see everything.

Kindness is

a smile shared between two strangers

when eyes met

and they decided not to turn away.

Perfect Ten

One moment changed it all,

two people fell in love.

With a blink, their family of two became three

and then four,

five,

and finally six.

It makes for seven busy days each week.

Mom wishes she had eight or

nine, to fit everything in.

But regardless of messes and headaches from the noise,

life with them is a perfect ten.