Alphabet Poetry Series: “A is for Address”

Past the pothole
on the middle right
side of the road
right before the
yellow awning house
turn left
then slow for the
kids always playing
hockey on the road
turn right
cruise along for a while
admire the juniper trees
and dodge the tumbleweeds
the blind turn
the burnt evergreen
a dirt road
to nowhere it seems
but
I know it’s there
The place where you live
The place I can’t go
though I pass by
a hundred times a day
just outside my reality
your address.
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Fireworks

I wait for my turn…
as I hear my brothers shout before me
to proclaim a new beginning
to light a new way
When my turn comes
I will burst forth from these walls
I will scream the loudest of all
and everyone will love me the most
They will ooh and ahh
and clap for me
I will be in pictures and forevermore
My blast will be felt by the smallest child
And I will make everyone happy
I am a firework
It is my turn…

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Before the New Year, I Find Myself

Who Am I?

I feel … overwhelmed by life

I trust … I’ll somehow be a good wife

I hear … the sounds of children laughing

I understand … that moment are always fleeting

I worry … that we will never have enough money

I’m glad … though we’re “poor” we are happy

I want … my children to be kind to each other

I don’t want … others to feel I’m a bother

I’m sad … that the world is a much harsher place

I dream … of someday floating in space

Who Am I?

I am … wife, mother, daughter, friend

I like … stories that are happy in the end

I hope … I’ll die peacefully in my bed

I dislike … peanut butter on my bread

I admire … St. Therese, the Little Flower

I fear … over temptations, I have weak power

I need … God to always show me the way

I know … it’s my choice to have a bad or good day

I wish … I had a butler, a maid, and a chauffer

I wonder … what sacrifice for today I should offer

Who Am I?

I’m happy … my husband has a job that provides for us all

I pretend … I need something so I can go to the mall

I try … to clean but I can never keep up

I read … so much that at night, it keeps me up

I’m sorry … I don’t say I love you enough

I wear … purses filled with too much stuff

I play … video games when I don’t want to think

I’m angry … at people who drive after they drink

I’m relieved … everyday that my parents are still alive

I love … that I have a family of five!

Sweet

I don’t earn much
in my day
and I always
have to save
to buy the
things I need
to stay alive
-mostly food and water-
but it’s so
very nice
when I buy candy
at the store
I don’t need it
I want it
It’s the only
sweet thing
in my bitter life.