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inkedgoddess
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-19

Posts 7392
Ohio

0 posted 2003-08-24 06:16 PM

How do you want to leave this earth?
It's getting to be time soon
I became your mother, tho i didn't birth you.

We are thrown in this together now.
Your demise is woven into my karma.
I am the fate
you will have no control of, as I tend to you.

Should I leave you waterlogged
and let you stay out there without an umbrella?

Or perhaps thirsty in desertlike heat,
while the tool to hydrate you
sits on a red and white tablecloth.

It's inevitable
that you won't last the winter;
perhaps you will meander still
until the first frost, but it's doubtful.

Maybe I'll just leave you there,
turn a deaf ear, put on my blinders;
let the elements just claim you,
without human intervention.

Purples and pinks wrinkling,
along with the unpicked zucchini
at the season's end.

It was a plasure to have woken to you,
hearing the birds leave their song on your blossoms;

not the usual garden variety
five and dime off the rack;
you were the top of the line
with a warranty to survive.

And you did so, amazingly,
at the mercy of the weathergods,

beautifying concrete backyards,
on brass plated hooks,gardens in white plastic pots.

And a Brooklyn goil
can't really turn a frog into a handsome prince,
but she has her own special brand of magic,
her craft well honed by now.

And I know this goddess shtick can only go so far.

But I know what heart is,
and miracles come and go
on the strangest of moments.

Because I witnessed it every morning,
when I woke to your tenacity,

whispering to me a thing or two about horse sense,
philosophy dispensed
in the most unusual circumstances;

as I realize these days,
my thumb may have been green somewhat
afterall.

[This message has been edited by inkedgoddess (08-24-2003 11:11 PM).]

Earth Angel
Member Empyrean

since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

1 posted 2003-08-24 06:25 PM

I became mother, tho i didn't birth you,...

Should I leave you waterlogged
and let you stay out there without an umbrella?...

or perhaps thirsty in desertlike heat,
while the tool to hydrate you
sits on a red and white tablebloth,...

Purples, and pinks, wrinkling
along with the unpicked zucchini
at the season's end,...

~ Those were a few of the brilliant lines from this outstanding piece of writing.

Excessive drinking has the power to destroy.

This is definitely a

Loving, healing hugs,
Linda

[This message has been edited by Earth Angel (08-24-2003 06:25 PM).]

QjQ
Member Elite

since 2003-04-18

Posts 3756
U.S.A.

2 posted 2003-08-24 06:36 PM

the goddess has dipped her quill into the ink and penned another fabulous,,

ctowen
Member Elite

since 2001-10-18

Posts 2286
Green Mountains of VT

3 posted 2003-08-24 07:39 PM

Amazing .... goily, amazing!

bklynboy
Senior Member

since 2002-12-15

Posts 660
florida

4 posted 2003-08-24 09:25 PM

This is very deep and thought provoking. Enjoyed....as usual!

Aenimal
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-18

Posts 7350
the ass-end of space

5 posted 2003-08-24 11:08 PM

oops saw the title and thought it was a poem about a hooker with gangrene

[This message has been edited by Aenimal (08-24-2003 11:09 PM).]

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

6 posted 2003-08-24 11:09 PM

not the usual garden variety
five and dime off the rack;
you were the top of the line
with a warranty to survive.

Nice lines...every one of them!
hugs ya girlie, goily~

littlewing
Member Rara Avis

since 2003-03-02

Posts 9655
New York

7 posted 2003-08-25 02:34 AM

personally, Michele . . .
I would choose this way out:

Or perhaps thirsty in desertlike heat,
while the tool to hydrate you
sits on a red and white tablecloth.

*smile*
awesome writing, as always
xxoo

Sunnyone
Member Ascendant

since 2000-07-06

Posts 5334
Staffordshire, England

8 posted 2003-08-25 03:36 AM

...'a Brooklyn goil'...now, I think you have enough magic in your pen to turn any frog into a handsome prince!!! This was wonderful, and I really enjoy your writings! ~S~

Accept these small gifts from my gypsy heart ~~S~~

Kaoru

Member Elite

since 2003-06-07

Posts 3892
where the wild flowers grow

9 posted 2003-08-25 03:55 AM

Are all Brooklynites genius writers?

Bill Charles
Member Patricius

since 2000-07-11

Posts 10619
highways, & byways, for now

10 posted 2003-08-25 09:28 AM

Michele,

'And a Brooklyn goil
can't really turn a frog into a handsome prince,
but she has her own special brand of magic,
her craft well honed by now.'

A magical Brooklyn goil, bet you can turn a frog into a prince...

BC

bklynboy
Senior Member

since 2002-12-15

Posts 660
florida

11 posted 2003-09-06 10:27 AM

Kaoru....Being from Brooklyn, I would have to say yes! Is this Green Thumb from the Jolly Green Giant? and do I have to eat my vegatables, Michele? Ho Ho Ho

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