Poetic Lady and Queen Mum
Mother's Red Hair
A cardinal landed on Mother's rose bush,
the red one growing by the swing,
he twitched a piece of her red hair
I had hanging there
and took flight in a ring.
He circled by the kitchen door
came back for more.
The birds love Mother's hair,
it's lovely for their nests,
and rose bush thorns are perfect
for this ritual of quest.
***maggieblue 4.17.06, 3:30pm
Maggie’s Ambitions”
When she was twelve she fell in love with
Emily Dickinson’s ready anguish and wit,
The poet’s words soothing her troubled soul though
she had not the vaguest idea of what Dickinson writ.
Was it of unrequited love, my friend?
Death and love did not matter then…
Ah, to be so young and foolish again!
To not be bothered one whit by all she could not
Understand, to move on happily thus,
Knowing the whole world was her oyster,
and she, yes, she, its single, shining pearl -
Another immortal poet one day would be
this plain and unknown girl.
Already discriminate in rosemary,
her lavender felt seemed afar
saved for a less adventuresome day,
saved for a lesser star.
A rope of pearls surround her neck,
The boldest of pearls in her ears,
An opal ring lingers on her finger
testament to her birthmonth and years.
In rosemary and purple and red
she pins at last her hat,
a gossamer affair over her red hair,
on the back of her head supremely sat.
She's ready for church now,
so lovely, to sit in the family pew,
and everyone there will wonder if
Mother's hat is new.
****maggieblue /4/23/06 6:o7pm, Sunday
"Molly's Garden"
Her pink petunias wintered over and
are blooming along yon path, and
her red roses are budding over there and
her tomatoes want a bath.
Tomorrow she'll be planting summer squash
and have many a path to hoe;
She just praised her purple thistle,
and tonight she's a dress to sew.
True, a woman's work is never done
From morning's first break to setting sun;
Tis like a race that's never won,
But lo, therein is the fun!
This is Mamma's Iron Bench
and Her Rose Garden at my House
*What an apology I owe Poetic Lady...
I cannot find her poetry to put here!!!
Bad Queen! Bad Queen!
Bad Queen! Bad Queen!
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