First things first,
pick the thing that is worst
and change it.
Then do what’s next,
but don’t change what’s best.
Just rearrange it.
Funds
At the zoo, there are jars with signs
filled with coins and fives and ones
to help animals not go extinct
since dinosaurs died of lack of funds.
Spring Inside
Spring smells like my college town, the last place I smelled spring,
and it’s like I’m in Kentucky in the morning when birds sing,
and the breeze is Colorado with the window open wide,
and now I realize how much spring I’ve bottled up inside.
Happy Birthday, Daughter
I just haven’t been myself this year.
I can’t think like I used to.
It’s true, I haven’t been just myself.
My precious daughter has been here,
filling my arms,
making me think of someone
other than myself.
She entered the world in the middle of the night.
We learned her face by the morning light.
It’s been a year since that sudden day,
and I just haven’t been myself.
A Different Smelling Spring
A different smelling spring–
served quite chilled, then warmed quickly,
with notes of melting snow
sweet and earthy on the nose,
this spring has woody undertones:
fresh-aged ash, maple, oak, and pine,
the neighborhood filled with sawdust fine.
Make Amends
A storm can break a tree,
a chipper can tear it apart,
leaving you with plenty of room
to make amends.
Ask and you shall receive,
pressed down and running over,
and you’ll be forced (forced!)
to share it with friends.
Getting-Stuff-Done
The washing machine is churning away
which means I’m getting-stuff-done today.
I may be slouched
upon the couch
but I’m being productive, wouldn’t you say?