“
Arising there, a china cabinet, its gifts enclosed in a hug.
Atop a pedestal table, hand-sanded and love-stained,
Mom's Christmas cactus trails and cascades in forest greens
awaiting pink-winged petals alighting in season, a crescendo of bloom framed an autumn-light meandering through remembrance like a dream.
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“
paint the pony I will ride
soft hues that gather childhood
and thrust forward, to nowhere
back again, we turn
to plunking calliope tune
loud, round notes, we lift higher
hollowed ponies with painted ribbons
between our thighs,
laughter in her eyes
-- from 'Paint the Dancing Pony' (a poem)
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