The Wedding Gifts

Gift Box Wedding Cake by pinkcakebox

The plates have chipped,
the cups have cracked.
It's much too late
to take them back.

The quilts have ripped,
the towels are rough.
The toaster works--
one side's enough.

Two decades and
four thousand miles
are hard on dishes
and textiles.

The best gifts never
fade, you see:
of me for you,
and you for me.



For my dear husband

Perspective

Puget Sound Skyline, July 2015

smug skyscrapers swell,

full of human consequence--

dwarfed by lofty mount

On a Pedestal

Courtesy of the Boston Public Library, 

Leslie Jones Collection

When it gets too hot
in this town there's not a lot
of comfort one can get
in the form of something wet.

I climb in to get my kicks
and escape the baking bricks
and I whistle at the chicks
and ignore the tuts and tsks.

They say this bath is for the birds,
but it's good enough for me!

Clearing

Dragonfly by Rostislav Kralik

buttercup

foxglove

blue sky

blue dragonfly

bright rays break through

gray days

smiles soak up

the tears

Disparity

Photo by Elene Usdin

Don't fret
because I've pulled out
all my baggage.
I'm not moving out
or moving on,
just moving up--
the better to kiss you,
my tall dear.


For The Mag