I am starting out 2022 with the gift of a few new poems slipping in to a cold tired brain.
Someone posted a poem about walking. I used it as a walking prompt.
RED GERANIUMS
My disabled mom and I
did a yearly trek to buy her Geraniums
We walked from Levi’s
on the corner
of 22nd and Peach Street
Me, carrying the cardboard box
You, balancing two extra Geraniums
red as your lipstick
You spoke about how
even in our poornesss
splurging on some beauty
was important
to keep our spirit light
We stopped twice
on our walk home
to rest your good arm
and my scrawny eleven year old limbs
We set them on our
cement porch
and drenched the soil
To soak overnight
to rest them
I knew we were resting
ourselves
before the planting dig
in the morning
Responded to a prompt about time.
TIME SPENT
Time was spent in tiny increments
Like pennies,
to a wishing well
Mine was mostly
well spent
Sent out to loved ones
To which you can count yourself as one