1) Spring is calling me
Dead trees come to life
green foliage sprouting
from grey branches
Birds sing in tree tops
tidying up old nests
to lay her chicks eggs
The smell of pine in the air
sweet-smelling floral
blooming from petals
Wild blackberries mostly reds
vines along my trailer’s edge
Sweet and tart on my taste buds
And pink thorny roses
in my mom’s front yard
pricked my finger’s touch
2) Late nights
Late at night wide awake
working on my iPad
Into the wee hours
My son who never sleep
back and forth to the kitchen
footsteps softly in the darkness
Package of Ramon noodles
burning on the stove
my eyes fill with smoke
Cup of sweet tea
table beside my bed
a sip to cool these night sweats
And my overheated cell phone
Fell to the floors knocked over
from where I placed my tea-cup
3) You annoy me much
He’s home from work
always a bad attitude
enters the room in no mood
Throwing the mail on the bed
complaining about something or another
nothing important just not that serious
Work boots the first to come off
hot a steamy stinky socks
enters my nasal passages
Peanut butter cup Reese
a piece offering I suppose
devoured in an instant my favorite
A hug so annoying
as it has no meaning
when vicious words flow later
4) Baptism under the water
Baptism by immersion
warm water caress my body
my eyes close to avoid water intrusion
Water splashes around wet the floor
people cheering applauding
all around the baptismal pool
Fresh water strong aroma
travel up my nasal canal
linger on my nostril hairs
Water dripping from my face
enters my mouth
I gracefully spit it out
The arms that dipped me
Lifted me back up
from my sinful death
5) First grade in my classroom
Chairs with desktops
to many to count
my first day of school
The teacher with her ruler
tapping on the desk
saying take yours seat children
Fresh air from a hoisted window
aromatic sweet smell
of honey-dew suckle
Licking chalk from the board
beating erases brush together
spreading dusk everywhere
Getting paper and pencil
preparing to write
our names and ABC’s
6) Roscoe family german shepherd
Roscoe a brown German shepherd
Love able playful champ
Watch dog protecting the yard day and night
Barking loud and fierce
At strangers venturing near
My home my childhood years
Raunchy out-door order
Smelly mane unkept
My brother soaking wet soapy water
Nasty suds in my face
Disgusting in my mouth
Spitting ran into the house
Pumping clean water from the well
To clean my face and mouth
Nice and cool a hot summer day
7) 8 hours waiting to be seen by a doctor
Many patients gathered around the office
Waiting to hear the nurse call their name
One suffers epileptic seizure fell to,the floor
The doctor ran out to stabilize her before paramedics arrive
Still sitting hours later to be seen by doctor
I held my sweater close waiting for the doctor
To call my name for Pete’s sake
Before I croak in this uncomfortable chair
The smell of coffee brewing took me by surprise
On the table in the corner by the door
Strong aroma filled the room
Caught my attention
A small cup to wet my thirst
I stared at the pot percolating
Cream and sugar I thought walking in that direction
Hmmm tasty this’ll keep me awake until I’m called
Ouch I burnt my lips
Sipping the sweetness of the flavor
On far side of office cool water soothe the pain
Fro heat that scorched my pink tongue
8) A monster under my bed
the house is dark
mom and dad are asleep
and I’m up watching tales of the script
people strangled by unseen hands
on the movie set
afraid and fearful of the unseen hands
I tiptoed through the dark house
pass mom and dad’s room back to my bedroom
where my sisters were sleeping quietly
in a regular bed shared by 4 girls looked so far away
from the door where I stood looking for monsters under my bed
I look back at the kitchen off from my room
at the smell of dinner from the dishes in the sink
I held on to the door post preparing for sleep
but fear of unseen hands grabbing at my feet
from beneath the bed frightened me so
after standing there for a moment I grew tired
so, I ran tiptoeing as fast and quietly as I could toward the bed
as I got closer to the edge I stretched my arms forward
jumped high into the air landing rolling over toward my sleeping sisters
to see if they were awaken by my mighty pounce they were not
still fast asleep unaware of my fearsome moment in the dark
lying awake in the darkness I thought about the scary movie I just watched
reminisced about the tasty meal mama cooked earlier that evening
and wondered what tomorrow would be like when I woke up to morning light
as I slowly drifted to sleep afraid of the dark for the first time in my life
9) A sleeping giant who never snores
late at night typing away on my iPad
writing poetry blogging things that matters
I hear growling in my left ear
without a spoken word a gentle kick
I nudge the sleeping giant
the growling just gets louder and louder
a firm elbow rocking him gently
just didn’t do the trick
the growling intensified a thousand in my head
with grunts and snorts now irking nerves
Fart, grunts, and snorts is ruining my peace
disturbing my creative flow wee hours in the morning
I yelled STOP THE SNORING that got the job done
just to hear I’m not snoring from the awaken giant
rolling over falling asleep again quiet at last
a drink of water to cool my night sweats
creativity flowing fresh through my mind
typing away on my iPad until dawn
the snoring that never is
sounding off in the darkness once again
10) At the top of the crab apple tree.
in the summer of seventy-six
crab apple hung high in the treetop
some fell to the ground
we ate all that wasn’t rotten
my sister the tom boy
climb to the top to get some more
she threw them down to the ground
we ate them up as quickly as we could
she yell save me some don’t eat them all
7 kids out of school for the summer
with nothing to do but hunt for food to eat
from the fruit trees and vines around our house
mom came home from work with scolding words
get down from that tree before you fall
don’t let me catch up there again
as quickly as she my sister jump from the treetop
my younger brother right behind not as far up
the smell of apples on my palms
the feel of apple juice between my fingers
off into the house I ran to wash up for supper
hearing mammas voice come in the house
it’s getting late out there