Hello

A simple hello contains alot of energy.

energy for the next meal
and a clean home

enough to move mountains
in my home

infused with yellow
flagged messages

tucked behind a grimoire

daring you to gather
onions close to your nose
with open eyes

gathering hair
substantial enough
to pull

open my eyes

I wish not to sleep
in the scent of grease.

Attraction of the Word

A child reads a letter
written by a less than
middle aged woman.

There are 2 sentences.

Each letter is connected
to another letter.
There are spaces too.

The child says the writing
is very good.
It is clear and childlike.

None Lady

Old woman
Grows through leaves
Clovers slip from
Slits in her eyes
Melting like snowflake
Onto her tongue
Taste of mopheads
Flower on each bud
Makes her blurp
Dustbowls hollow
In her cheeks
Carved into
Picket corner
Honking doll drums
In the noontime sun

On axis.

Turning freely.

Yellow Caterpillar

I find a yellow caterpillar
on a kitchen counter...

It's fat & juicy.
It has a moist sheen.

It jumps off and takes flight in the air!
Whizzing erradically!
Like it's trying to break free
and get out!

Whizzing, whizzing
back and forth...
Making sharp ZZZs in the air!

Out comes a butterfly!
With fresh wilting wings...
still a little crumpled
from being inside all the time...
Its colors are muted.

AND THEN...

It's wings get bright!
and strong!
and big!
and vibrant with color!

It is born with me...
so it's not afraid to land on my finger.

A Burdock Game

Matching places of bur
golden watermelon seed
skipping along burdock lakes
beds prepared by geisers
old ones who expell
golden raindrops
playing chords
on the organ
of smell
as marbles
scramble like seed
toward another game
of cartoon watching comfort
positioned for catching marbles
toward the other game one plays.

Life happens... as we make plans.

Returning Aids

I sent out an appeal
for correction
and it flew back at me
like a boomerang
of soft hands...
in motion...

toward or away?

toward or away?

Towards AND a way
to returning aids... those soft hands in motion for my appeal.

Flattened Chicken

I pounded you
with a mallot of warnings
Wrapped tight with clear,
synthetic, invisible seals
on the best surface
for cutting meat
and keeping clean
My lips
falling off
the counter,
easy to wipe free
the remains
of fresh growth
tossed in the pan
or in the can.