Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on February 9, 2013
A melodic cardinal
Resonant of red
Sings us awake
From pale bamboo
Outside the bedroom
Window flooded now
With morning light
Invites a memory
Of Japanese brush
Paintings in their
Delicate insistence
Of form and color
As we say yes
To this new day
Submitted by Neil McKay on February 9, 2013
Submitted by Michele McFadden on February 8, 2013
Carousel
(for Marvin, Paul, Roberta, and Diana)
there is a carousel
spinning, ever spinning
and sometimes those riding
must forget to hold on
glorious they are
splendid
enjoying the ride so much they forget
to hold on
for dear life
dear life
radiant they are
their faces
bodies
souls
and as the carousel spins
too quickly perhaps
too beautifully
they forget
they forget to hold on
and off they spin
into some other place
where angels see them coming
smile
celebrate
and welcome them
with open wings
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on February 6, 2013
Perhaps it’s best to look askance
At one’s self and all else
With equitable opportunism
In smooth respectful tones
Like a Shakespeare scholar
To recalcitrant MBAs who must
Take a liberal arts course before
They venture out to poach the world
Of anything to be sold or bartered
For fortune’s evanescent fame
Just ask Richard the Second
Just ask Richard the Third
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on February 4, 2013
Clouds strewn over the bay
As if a magician doing a trick
Lost control of his deck of cards
Scattered kings and queens
From horizon to horizon
After all bets were made
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