Do you ever really know where you stand with a women?
Tempting hues of bosom buddies and best friends forever are shadowed
by thoughts of becoming next week’s awkward acquaintance.
How uniquely feminine that friends can be chosen like flavours of ice cream;
Sweet, but too rich for my taste; A little tart; Too chunky;
Plain vanilla’s my favourite, but perhaps a tad expected, uneventful?
Ah yes -- now we are friends for life,
or at least until a better offer comes along.
Why is it so hard to get past superficial infatuations,
work through sticky messes and stay,
for the long haul?
Are your young emotions caught up in the evolution
of your relationships like mine are?
I try not to watch from the parking lot.
Slights and alliances and gossip and groupies… imagined or real?
My concerns may be so much baggage on your tender shoulders --
echoes of my past an unsolicited prophecy of pain.
Lesley-Anne Evans
September 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Delight
Unexpectedly you appear,
in wild and lusty profusion --
floating over the wayside grasses
like exclamation marks, or
polka dots on an apple green summer dress --
As if our passing somehow matters
in your tentative lives at the edge of the interstate --
That we are worthy of spontaneous celebration.
So, you clap your hands in abandon,
then lift up your lacy skirts
and dance.
Lesley-Anne Evans
July 2009
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Returning
First day --
subtle glances, eyes meet
as you move from my world to theirs again
and I trust you there
(for the most part).
Locker filled with all you prepared well,
mind open to new facts, figures, friendships.
I stand back and watch you go,
leaving me incrementally,
each year a little easier, for both of us.
The youngest one, the last
to need me in that physical way of
tuck-ins and bed time prayers, applied bandages, and
now it will be mine to tend to bruised feelings, and broken hearts.
Not long now, I fear.
For you are a beautiful one --
strong and athletic and
able to take on the world courageous,
for that I am thankful.
I remain here, peripheral --
daughter of my mother and mother to this daughter
waiting, praying,
cheering on the inside.
September 8, 2009
subtle glances, eyes meet
as you move from my world to theirs again
and I trust you there
(for the most part).
Locker filled with all you prepared well,
mind open to new facts, figures, friendships.
I stand back and watch you go,
leaving me incrementally,
each year a little easier, for both of us.
The youngest one, the last
to need me in that physical way of
tuck-ins and bed time prayers, applied bandages, and
now it will be mine to tend to bruised feelings, and broken hearts.
Not long now, I fear.
For you are a beautiful one --
strong and athletic and
able to take on the world courageous,
for that I am thankful.
I remain here, peripheral --
daughter of my mother and mother to this daughter
waiting, praying,
cheering on the inside.
September 8, 2009
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