Mother's Day Eve I look for photos of my mother to share but they're missing I don't know where they are a few of us together when I was very young no adult together photos were they never taken I think not no mother daughter embrace because it never happened until it was far too late and no one was snapping
Days of me Morning rising up out of the ocean of sleep dreams pulling loose I want to dive back in to the wonderful worlds I escape to each night Awake begrudgingly at last I face reality and wonder why get out of bed know because I am blessed alive to a new day I escape into wonder I turn over leaves get out my microscope click on my stargazer read, paint, write, listen talk with a friend walk my dog with my husband He and I shop, cook, eat, laugh go our separate ways for our evening, me to write he to watch TV and then I pull the blinds shut dive back into the ocean of sleep
Monday, May 2, 2011
Drought The lakes are down the temperatures up two mockingbirds attack a boat tailed grackle in a bottlebrush tree another lies dead beneath green scum floats on water duck family disappeared rings disturb the surface no splash from roils beneath lawns are green as all water despite the bans for rains will come perhaps with a vengeance this is Florida after all just one hurricane can fill us up brim full and overflowing for now we wait for tropical rain