
The Elders: Jeanne @ 75 Bugs @ 18
Age spots dance: champagne
bubbles on the skin of life
“veteran lovers”
Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
19 Feb 2016 Leave a comment
in Bug, Passing, Poetry Tags: age spots dance, bugs, champagne bubbles, elders, Jeanne, on the skin of life, Passing, veteran lovers
The Elders: Jeanne @ 75 Bugs @ 18
Age spots dance: champagne
bubbles on the skin of life
“veteran lovers”
24 May 2014 2 Comments
in Family Tags: blesses buck and doe, blessings on the aspens, decorate the stalls, elders, hold me, hot tubs overflow, Moose, mountains white with snow, Park City Welcome, ski lift, tabernacle halls, Utah way
Will the ski lift hold me?
Will your hot tubs overflow??
Will the pool be deep enough?
Will my herd hang low?
What will you feed us?
In the tabernacle halls?
Will you bring the elders
To decorate the stalls?
Blessings on the aspens
And the mountains white with snow;
Blessings on the Utah way
That blesses buck and doe.
30 Nov 2012 2 Comments
in Family Tags: click clock, clock-man, dreams, elders, memories, molt, musk, nostrils, paint, spirits, tick tock, touchstones
Introduced the “clock-man” to my 4 year old:
Little hand, big hand, forward move: one, two, three.
Time passes on the clock, on the calendar too
But touchstones stay the same for you and me.
Little hand, big hand, forward move: one, two, three.
Tick-tock, click-clock arrows speed to lead
Us to the dreams we paint: the hopes, the deeds.
Time passes on the clock; on the calendar too
Weeks, to months, to years, to lives…
Then on to memories worn on our hides, insides, tribes.
But touchstones stay the same for you and me.
The elders molt to spirits; the new reach for our care
Our nostrils scent the musk of need and nurture everywhere.