Archive for July, 2015
Fred, Misty and Abbie just want to remind you…
Fred, Misty and Abbie are on their way to a meeting. The Coop is Growing and they are voting on where to build the new housing units for all the Guests who have decided to stay for a while. It’s an important meeting and everyone is excited about the prospects of building something. The chicklets love to design and build whatever they can, so the energy is high and they hope the meeting will be short, so they can begin. They are hoping to build condo’s by the Duck Pond, where it’s rather marshy. There are big trees there so they think it will be the perfect place.
Summer night…
I
heard
the
sax
first
low
jagged
sounds
crying
the
blues
then
the
darkness
started
moving
in
chasing
away
the
light
the
closer
the
darkness
edged
in
the
louder
the
sax
became
notes
torn
from
from
the
musician’s
soul
the
night
chuckled
and
held
out
its
misty
hand
offering
a
dance
knowing
it
wouldn’t
have
to
ask
me
twice
Not really…
Terrifying poem. Melanie is a wonderful poet and her words always force me to FEEL. I love that about her work.
pacing
she collects her thoughts
to stow them away
in the bottom desk drawer
along with her individuality
and her creativity
she has no use for them any longer
it doesn’t pay to think here
no one wants to hear her opinions
now that she has resigned herself
to that reality
maybe she can fit in
maybe life here will be more bearable
as part of the herd
~Melanie Thomason
Stairway to…
That’s the fun of finding a path or stairway to…who knows where…the surprise ending.
Written
on July 31, 2015