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Dancing daises and prancing irises
Singing morning glories and thrumming maidenheads
Sleeping daffodils and tranquil silver bells
Roaring snap dragons and mewing tiger lilies
Creative paintbrushes and rhyming roses
This is my garden

Giggling fairies and laughing nymphs
Whispering sprites and talkative pixies
Smiling dryads and capricious imps
Singing sirens and swimming mermaids
Playful fauns and wise centaurs
Flying harpies and soaring dragons
These are my friends

Shining stars and a bright moon
Silver rain clouds and a happy sun
An azure ceiling and a sweet wind
This is my sky

Wispy willows and helpful hazels
Oracular oaks and admired ashes
Merry mulberries and fabulous fruits
This is my orchard

With bright eyes and blinking lids
I take in the wonderment and joy
I take relief to know
That this is my world.

Winner of the February-March 2007 contest

Fall

In fall everything leaves
The birds fly away
Only deserting their wingless friends to grieve

I stand outside and look
At all the fading things
Seeing how long it took

Leaves fall off the tree
They swirl around me softly
Like a small swarm of bees

Death stands beside me
Smiling softly, knowingly
He won’t listen to any plea

I smile back at him
My old loyal friend
He will not leave on any whim

I look back at the ones that flown
The people that where my friends
The ones that left me all alone

They are all so full of bliss
Do they realize that I’m gone
Am I even missed

Death extends his steady hand
“Time to go my friend
your hour glass has run out of sand”

Its time for me to leave the shore
But I stop and say
“Just a while more.”

He nods, he seems to understand
He knows me well
He knows all will go as planned

I look at them for a while
They may not have been told
Maybe my body is still lying on the tile

I turn, I’ve seen enough
The past is unchanging
I’m through with all this stuff

He seems to know
He places a hand on my shoulder
Says “come on lets go”

Slowly and calmly I nod
No point staying here
I accept this act of god

He wraps an arm around my waist
Holds me slightly
A light kiss from me he takes

As hard as this may be
For me to leave all of them
But in the end they were never there for me

Entry of the April 2007 contest.

Of Pumpkins and Carriages

And then once more, it all began.

“Her eyes welled up, she gave a cheer
For surely everything was here
The lights, the music and the band
She must be the luckiest girl in the land.
And then like clockwork, he appeared
Prince Charming, grinning ear to ear
And as the music began to play…”

I’ll deal with this another day.
Cinderella can’t come true
You don’t get all the things you’re due.
You cry a lot, you laugh some more
But you want’s behind that door
That never opens, for it can’t
That’s too much of a biased slant
Forget what you’ve heard and what they say
Cinderella didn’t happen anyway.