Monday, April 7, 2014

NaPoWriMo Day 7: Four Red Lilies

Four red lilies festoon my kitchen table
dangling their stems in a square glass vase
turning their heads from huddled yellow roses
in the back of my square table

Four red lilies bloom on my kitchen table
One opened so wide losing every petal in two days
another perfect and trying to stay that way
while the last two hold tight to save themselves for another day

Four red lilies die on my kitchen table
drowning in murky brown water
one petal remains from the first
the second still botox beautiful
and the most tragic, the two that shouldn’t have waited

Four red lilies still on my kitchen table

Friday, April 4, 2014

NoPoWriMo Day 4: Paper towels

Paper towels
Yeah, paper towels
such a common everyday item
pull and rip
taken for granted
unraveled to the hollow core
paper still grasping
holding the core
made of the same tree essence
all three
towel, roll, and tree
discarded disregarded
no problem as long as we still have oxygen
copious amounts of convenience are ours

Thursday, April 3, 2014

NaPoWriMo Day 3- A birthday poem for my dear friend

My card with no envelope
open, unsealed
sparkling diamond refusing to be restricted in a box
if the world gets you a bit dirty
May you polish yourself
and keep shining

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

NaPoWriMo Day 2- Second Class Sleeper to Pune

blue plastic seats
thin sheets
best sleep
lulled away to pune
on a second class sleeper

garam garam chai withsugarwithoutsugar

ek chai withsugar

and what the hell is chickenlollipop?

must wake for 4am arrival in pune
there won’t be an announcement
will the train even fully stop?

never thought sleep could be this sweet
with arm cautiously linked through purse
feet hanging off the edge

alarm set for 4
when we will be born
kicking and pushing
each eager to be the firstborn
train doors miraculously spreading
to accommodate all this
and the afterbirth of luggage