Double Etheree
Curative
A Spell for
Anita Reeves
Soup!
The scent
of boiling
fills the kitchen—
chicken noodle soup,
a grand feast for the soul.
Recipe: three pounds chicken,
one carrot, four stalks of celery,
one large onion, cover with water
and simmer--the scent like holy incense.
Gourmet, extraordinary Chief, Grand Dame,
Anita—the
distant caretaker
of colleagues, friends and their old souls—
seasoned with a secret spice
blessed with an ancient prayer,
this powerful cure
restores lost joy
to the heart,
renews
health.
Rhymed
Couplets
Longing
for the Good Old Days
Will the
Summer ever end?
Oh, please, please, just tell me when
this long, hot Summer will end!
I miss those
happy school days
with all my chums and dear friends.
I miss all those recess games
and the cold hot school lunches.
I haven't
heard Miss Clifford
tell her stories of Morderd
in such an awfully long time—
Now—how
did he spend that dime
he found on the rest room floor?
Hope she tells the tale once more!
Those
reading lessons were fun—
I hope I can still do sums—
I miss music hour and songs—
I miss gym and exercises
Will this Summer never end?
Cinquain
Journey
Through the Night
Sunset
draws me back home
to good food and coolness—
from the backyard the mountain range
fades out.
Midnight—
I hear traffic
on the night desert air—
in my dreams I visit unique
places.
A beach
lined with palm trees,
cooling white waves and sand,
in the distance blue skies and waves—
surf's up
The cat
pokes her cold nose
in my hair, begging food—
in the kitchen bacon frying—
breakfast.
Renhai
No. 208
Oblivious
Vaughn
Seward, CA and John Daleiden, US
A dog barks
without interruption—
ants cross the road. /jd
Two standing soldiers— /vs
children play in the wreckage. /jd
Gridlock traffic—
the bicycle we passed before
is now ahead. /vs
