Tuesday, December 6, 2016

So Late

I am still not used to the beginning winter light. I am also not used to people rolling their trash cans to the curb when it is still light out,

So late.
We woke up
So late.
Now I hear the neighbors
Readying
For Wednesday morning.
They roll their trash cans
To the street
While I drink
My morning coffee,
Think about late lunch,
And maybe even later dinner.
This is one more reason
To wonder
About my neighbors.
Really neighbors?
Really?
Do you need to consider
Garbage
On Tuesday afternoon?
Really?

Monday, December 5, 2016

Opinions

I'm not sure we completely get over the opinions of our childhood. Then again, there are always new neighbors.

My beloved grew up
On Long Island.
He has opinions
About New Jersey.
I grew up
In Minnesota
I still have opinions
About Wisconsin
And Iowa
And,
Heavens yes,
North and South Dakota,
Even though I now live
In Illinois.
It’s always the neighbors.
Yes
It’s always
The neighbors.
Opinions.
It’s always
The neighbors.

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Water


The Dakota Pipeline is now, finally, in question. I am glad. When I was in the hospital in the spring, there was a speech therapist who asked me where fish lived. I was "out of it" and do not remember that speech therapist. The family did, however. It is a family joke now. Where do fish live? Apparently she asked it over and over. Where do fish live? 


Water
So many forms
Of water.
We’re in the season
Of ice
And snow.
Still
It’s water.
It bears protection.
It asks to be available.
It flows.
It allows life.
It holds
The fish.
Water.

Saturday, December 3, 2016

What am I?

So what am I?
And who
Gets to decide?
I know a mother
A wife
A priest
A counselor
A writer
Of some sort
But a poet?
A reflectionist?
And what is that
Anyway?
Does it matter
As long as I keep writing?
Will it come clear
Eventually?
I understand people
With epilepsy
Are often more creative.
This sounds good.
Maybe I am a creative
Writer
Reflectionist
Making up words
As I go along.

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Normal

My beloved says I keep looking for the positive in everything.  This is true. I am grateful for the positive. I also know my neuropathy remains. My brain has bright spots. I overdid it yesterday, so I am toning it down a little today.

My feet and ankles
Are numb.
My brain shows
Bright spots
Which need to be watched.
But
But
But
For the first time ever
My BMI
Is normal
I tell you
Normal.
I rejoice in normal.
One thing
Normal.

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Loose clothes

Waiting for the lady in red, My beloved says he saw her last week, out back, waiting for the ducks.

The trees
Have finally loosed
Their clothes
To the ground.
Not to anthropomorphize
Them
But still
Their naked branches
Somehow
Now
Allow
More life
To be detected
More birds identified
More squirrels
And
Of course
The lady in red
Out back
Waiting to feed the ducks
When the snow
Finally comes.


Monday, November 28, 2016

Travel mug

Maybe next time I'll remember

Every travel coffee mug
Has a different device
To make it
Non-spill.
I learn
Every single one
By spilling it
Down my front.
Oh yes
I say
It’s that one.
Maybe next time
I’ll remember.
Maybe
Next time.