This is what my dear sweet Isaac is to me

SONNET

TO

MY BELOVED DAUGHTER.

by Mary Darby Robinson

WHEN FATE in ruthless rage assail'd my breast,
  And Heaven relentless seal'd the harsh decree;
HOPE, placid soother of the mind distress'd;
  To calm my rending sorrows–gave me THEE.
In all the charms of innocence array'd,
  'Tis thine to sprinkle patience on my woes;
  As from thy voice celestial comfort flows,
Glancing bright lustre o'er each dreary shade.
Still may thy growing REASON's light divine,
  Illume with joy my melancholy bow'rs;
Still may the beams of sacred VIRTUE shine,
  To deck thy spring of youth with thornless flow'rs;
So shall their splendid attributes combine,
  To shed soft sunshine on MY WINTRY HOURS.

appologies

It was time to put all my poems in one place.  If you read my "life and times" blog most of these are on there and you've read them already.  Sorry for the over posting!

Yesterday's child

Yesterday's Child called you Daddy
   and whispered for you in the dark.
Yesterday's Child looked up and up and up
   and you were so big
   and I was so small.
   and I couldn't reach, or carry or know.
I needed you.  And that was all.

But when I wanted your embrace
   and saw no reassuring face
          I prayed. 
  and your absence led me to God

It was your sin that watered my faith
Your empty chair led me to a throne
   And when growing up, you weren't there
        I was never alone.

Thunderstorm

The heavens are roaring
Tree branches are soaring.
Leaves freed from their mooring
   get soaked by rain pouring
   from sumo clouds warring.

She loves

She loves to see the moon and stars
and hates the clouds that hide them
she loves the smell of dune and sea
and longs to play beside them

she loves the God of earth and sky
she loves the Hand that made them
the treasure of her faith and love -
I pray she'll never trade them.



Eliannah really really loves the moon.  She searches for it at night and tells me how much she hates it when it is too cloudy to see it.  Her simple delight at God's handywork has made me appriciate the things I've taken for granted and see again through her eyes how delightful and vast the dark celing we live under.

The heavens are telling the glory of God ... Psalm 19

pig

It may be warm
it may be big
I may waller down in it
like a grunt happy pig

You might not think
that I would care
but bed is better
when we share.

Origami

oragami happy face folded in a smile
turn two edges
moutain fold
I'm frowning for awhile
smooth the paper
leave it loose
this is the way my face folds, when it's not in use

Spring Break

kleenex choir
sitting on the couch
cough, sniff, wheeze hack
grouch, grouch, grouch

Cough syrup cocktail
Please pass the juice
nose like dam
with an opened sluice

sneezing and itching and fevers too
spring break symphony
What's a mom to do?

T.V., DVD
chicken noodle soup
spring break activity
going down the poop.

Kisses

Kisses from mommy are few and far between
as I watch her at her chores
she brings me right along with her
she carries me to bed
and just before I got to sleep
- a kiss right on my head

But daddy's kisses
come when he comes home
late at night when I should be asleep
I get 5 -or -6 all in a rush
though it's kind of like being kissed by a brush
I think I like best his technique.

Mama rocks the craddle
just like that
mama rocks the craddle
where you lay on your back .
Just like that, just like that
mama rocks that craddle with a smile while you nap.

Mama wears a halo
you wear a hat
she put it on your head
just like that.
Just like that, just like that
with the bow in the middle and the tag in the back.

Mama always loves you
mama always will
mama blows you kisses from the window sill
Just like that, just like that
mama blows you kisses and you always blow them back
to your mama to your mama
who taught you love's soundtrack.

SiCee

Dirt burnished face
tarnished with love
tucked in the palm
of a bachelor glove

unraveled expression
yarn coif in tatters
my baby loves this baby
and that's all that matters.

Daydream

untitled

"dream fiercely", they said
but little did they know
that dreams fall softly
as the winter snow

Atop the highest ladder
- the stars still out of reach
my human limitation
douse all daydreaming with bleach

Those castles in the sky
that coated earth with
soft phantasms
crumbled slowly
and stopped snowing
on realities reaction.

growing up and growing weary
growing tired of dreamless sleep
my crumpled aspirations
hibernating as I weep.

small brown spider
tiptoes through the room
where 4 small noses softly sing
a sleepy little tune

I hush my to do list
of one thousand chores
as I smile and listen -
pianissimo snores.

6 little blackbirds

6 little blackbirds sitting on the stairs
1 got up and wondered off somewheres

5 little blackbirds shaking paper cups
2 screaming blasphemy when you won't fill it up

3 little blackbirds mumbling in the street
go around them Pharisee, be careful who you greet!

Those same 3 little blackbirds huddled round a fire
sitting in a cardboard box
in your old attire.

look away walk away
you're safe inside your own doorway
who cares if theirs is made of a tarp
and 6 of them froze last night in the park?

5

five

soft tiny
your hand
face giggling in smile

below belly dance
leg can can kick style

grunt chuckle squeak
splarch
mouth full of cornstarch

lint velcro neck
V eyebrow arch

five months too fast
fast months to five
tummy time tango
jumping jack jive