Monday, February 14, 2011

fingers and toes (2011)

To explain a couple of things for those who may not know- my daughter Amara used to "miss" sneezes when she was a baby. She would start, very quietly ah-ah... then it would grow... aH...AH... and then, as if totally disappointed it would deflate into an Awwwwwww! Cracked me up every time.

Garron, the blond, blue-eyed boy-wonder is always ready for a competitive challenge, especially if it involves something physical. Eilena is my fairy princess, the girliest-girl I know (and thats okay!)

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Fingers and toes

its all well I suppose,

met me skimming a the tank top

to escape my death-throes.

On a hot summer sultry

wearing wheels on my feet

waiting writhing and faithless

to come in from the heat.

Poetry and prose,

caramel candies, a rose;

tried to woo you

from the outset

and ignore the echoes.

Was I suavely successful

reaching out to grasp words?

Or were you rolling your eyes

at every second or third?

Good-byes, hellos,

then its me that you chose

since our midnight moonlit strolling

knew that I would propose.

Apartment life so nervous

as each drank the other in;

who'd have thought a Presbyterian

and a Baptist'd live in sin?

Strangers and foes

leaving exes and ohs

struck out bravely

towards a reckoning

on this path that we chose.

On a chilly autumn crisp

in a mantle picture frame

immortal green together

as this unit we became.

Tables and clothes

eating chicken and crow

went domestic

but what's best it

wasn't forced for show.

Had our frostbit winter windburns

when the temperature was ill;

stayed in-float and never capsized

even when our boat was filled.

Ribbons and bows

little eyes and little nose,

a surprise wrapped in suspense-

could we survive with one of those?

Brought us springtime

flower sweetness

with her smiles upon the breeze

and a loving bunch of laughter

every time she missed a sneeze.

Yes's and no's

when a dragon imposed

on our castle at the hilltop

hoped that he was comatose.

Southward exodus from demons

with some help along the way

ever glancing over shoulders

to preserve what we have made.

Now, fingers and toes,

something new from you arose-

a blond, blue-eyed boy-wonder

second chapter to close.

We wrapped our home around him

in a velveteen vice-grip,

taking moonlit stroll aplenty

and enjoying every trip.

Boyish toys & trumpet blows

and a sister’s daily dose

of reminders she is older:

with our rabbits, in our home.

A loving competition

as we strive to hold the peace

through academics, dance & soccer,

we are ever-awed by each.

Wait, fingers and toes,

deep inside you new life grows

a fairy princess spreading magic

with the pixie dust she throws.

arrived just in time to shield us

from malignant sheets of rain.

Guards our family from the hardship

of great economic strain

Now moved by what we chose

plains to mountains in transpose

take our family to new heights

hot-air balloons over arroyos-

westward watermelon mountains,

sparkling city in the night

who’d have thought the dried-out desert

would manifest our paradise?

Now, onward we flow

couple of unlikely heroes.

Bearing burdens

strong emboldened

'til we earn our due repose.

Keep beside me, lean upon me

Nobody knows what futures bring

sit astride me and abide-

fingers and toes to which I’ll cling.

* * *

Thank you, thank you

for this lifetime chance,

for waiting by my door.

Thank you, thank you

for each season's change

and every season more.

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