"Everyday in every way I’m getting better and better" - Emile Coue
the lake is fog mist
etching the trees in
olive and russet-
wild flowers embrace
dappled morning light
their faces - perfect
a flock of ducks fly
skimming the water-
birdsongs trill the air
soulful strings, sky hymns-
lily pods & weeds
float, serene muses
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she would start
laughing hysterics
not demurely as the lady with a spanish fan
hiding her mirth
but belly shaking as the dancer with
cymbals, focusing her energy
on thumping the floor
with feet and outstretched hands
holding a beer bottle or cigarette in the air
as if her lungs cannot hold back the tides
of comic absurdity
of tall tales of hilarity
the sound was contagious as a virus
& we would fall "dying" on the floor
her laugher now echoes in my head
like a bookmarked page
in our family's album
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from seed, you grew tall
orange cupcake flower
i wanted you to bloom forever
but summer's end is here
[pause]
spin me out of summer blues
as flowers turn deep sun-blood
slow decay by wind chill-
dying/dyeing
ink, garden these verses
[within me]
