Monthly Archives: January 2018

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Butterfly Girl Comes to Visit

For the Daily Prompt: carve. I think of skiing, bicycling. And I think of a piece of my heart. I wrote this in the early 2000s.

Butterfly Girl Comes to Visit

She is so beautiful with her wings
multicolored many splendored lights caught and multiplied
as she flutters

I freeze
I am an ogre
Huge and clumsy
I know from past past many times
Not to touch you
My rough fingers have brushed the tiny feathers from your wings
You cry in pain and your flight becomes erratic
My kiss is just as bad
Rough lips
If I move the wind of my passing blows you against a window
You fall stunned

I hold and crush
the box of feelings that can hurt you
Sorrow, anger, fear, dismay
Even fatigue turns my aura red
And scorches your wings

I hate to cause you pain

Fly butterfly girl
My baby needs me, my pager rings
My ogre husband stirs
The effort of holding still plain on his face
I can’t hold still much longer

Butterfly girl
Fly on home

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Alphabeasts

For the Daily Prompt: undulate.

What a wonderful word! My thoughts go naughty… but no, this is mostly G rated, so I am reposting my poem with that word:

Alphabeasts

ambulating antelopes
bellies bearing beer
carrying cantelopes
deride damp deer

elegant elephants
feeling fitly fat
give generous gifts
handing hippos hats

ignorant iguanas
jealously jeer
keen kindly kites
lilting laughing leers

many merry meerkats
nearly never notice
one old orangutanโ€™s
pompous pronouncements

querulous quail
reject reports regarding
shimmering snow snakes
tearing through tunnels

undulating ungulates
veer vivaciously
wondering why whales
xerox xylophones

yellow yaks yell
zip zap zoo!

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sink

This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #142: washbasin.

I took this in 2014 at my family’s cabin on Lake Matinenda, in Ontario, Canada. No running water. This is the outside station for washing hands and face and brushing teeth, with lake water in the upper bucket. We filter the water to drink now, but didn’t for the years and years when I was growing up.

Meanwhile, I am using two plastic washbasins at home, since before Thanksgiving. Why? The drain pipe in my 1930s house from the kitchen sink has failed where it goes into the concrete floor. A new pipe is to be installed, this Friday. Currently I can’t use the kitchen drain or the laundry, but the other sinks, shower and bathrooms go into the main drain and are fine! I do the dishes and use the main drains to dump the water. Hooray for workarounds and I will also be very glad to have my kitchen sink back.