The sepia leaves begin to
float down in early spring.
They held on all winter,
waiting to be pushed off by
new buds. This morning I
noticed the tree had been
absorbed into my yard’s summer green.
I never saw the last
leaves fall.
The sepia leaves begin to
float down in early spring.
They held on all winter,
waiting to be pushed off by
new buds. This morning I
noticed the tree had been
absorbed into my yard’s summer green.
I never saw the last
leaves fall.
Driving
through the
dark, trying
to beat the
moon rise.
Faces in sepia photographs,
bring back the past.
Forgotten memories not
our own.
I arrange the blood pressure
machine on the table. Take my
arm from my shirt and wrap
the cuff around it. Unstick and restick the
velcro twice before it fits. A cup of tea.
A white bowl holds my banana and
clementine for when I’m done. Phone propped
up so I can see the time. Sit back and breath.
Look out the window. The squirrel hop, hop,
hops up the driveway, sits up outside
the window, holding an old, black acorn.
Breath. Relax. The sun is out after days
of rain. Five minutes yet? Breath. Relax.
I push the button. Squeeze, squeeze
squeeze. It squeezes my arm. Exhale.
Done. It’s raining again.
Holly green. Ivy green. Virginia Creeper
green. Nandina green. Pin Oak green.
Pecan green. Maple green. Magnolia green. White
pine green. Rose of Sharon green. Elaeagnus
green. Climbing Wisteria green. Crawling
poison ivy green. Bamboo green. Shady
green. Sunny green. Soaking wet,
dripping green.
This morning drips green on my
roof. Outside my window, a
red puddle where the brick
path ends. The purple flowers,
so dark yesterday, closed up
tight.
Those summer nights I
sat nursing the baby,
looking down on the
street light shining green
through the leaves.
The cars drive out of the
morning fog, headlights
shining through the
greening hibiscus.
The smell of Poppy’s basement –
machine oil, wood and the
Pine Sol he sprinkled on
the floor to keep the
dust down
Hanging upside down
waiting for the drops to
work, I imagined the
ceiling was
the floor. I walked around
the light fixtures and climbed
over the door wall to
go into the hall.