A girl and her cat take on the world with nothing more than a cup of tea and a good book and enough dreams to fill the universe.
This is a more polished form of the poem I wrote as part of Mariah’s teaching demonstration. Enjoy!
When’s she going to be big?
Smothering her with pillows and hugs
Fright night Barbie games
And remodeling Olympics
Playing in the pile of dirt
Making plans for our duplex playhouse
Staying up to wait for Santa Claus
Taller than me
Please start eating
Plaid skirts and blazers
Soccer and Grey’s,
Raised by my little sister.
The man in the basement
HTML and Java, ahead of his time
Up at all hours, writing and
Taking photos of calving with
Blood on the wall.
Fake wounds plastered to our
Skin and shake us one more time
Upside down on the stretcher please.
Climbing wall in the garage and
Pedaling so fast he breaks
His eyeball, helping the
Neanderthal learn to count because
Math: not all poetry is words.
Raised by my dad.
Slow and steady wins the race
And only you can prevent forest fires.
Outside in the tall grasses and the
Taller trees and the biggest blue sky.
Plant a tree and move that mulch,
What are we having for dinner?
Good night ladies and slow
Plucking on that banjo.
Don’t make friends, they’ll only hurt you,
But love so much it hurts.
So mad, she broke the kitchen pot.
Go chase your dreams, but
I didn’t expect you to catch them.
Raised by my mom.
(My mom is the tall one in the middle.)
Cigarette smoke and a clean house,
Well worn cards and a war won.
Ice cream in the freezer and a
Never talked about broken neck.
Word of the day and the Reader’s Encylopedia
Can I have the Chinamen when you die?
Candles around the bathtub and
Tuesday dinners of the best thing
You’ve ever tasted.
This is right and this is wrong,
And this is how we do things,
But we live in a world of gray.
Bones and Rosemary and Thyme
And my bosom friend.
Raised by my Paco.
I have no pictures of Paco, my grandmother, and she passed away the summer of 2012, so you’ll just have to imagine this wonderful, large, old woman with a mop of silver gray hair and glasses wearing boat shoes, khaki pants with the elastic waist and a navy sweater.
Until next time….
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