Saturday, February 9, 2019

POEM: Priorities Are Important, in Love.

This one, for fun ...

How Do I Love Thee?
by Judith Cullen
© 2019

Sitting together on the hardwood
the box slid carefully in my direction.

Cautious question, and "just open it!"
I lift the lid, part the tissue, and sigh.

They lay in a cushioned delicacy,
dark as midnight, and gleaming.

Tuesday, February 5, 2019

POEM: Everyone Has Their Own Little Phenomenons . ..

Public Domain
Peter Newell illustration from 1902

. . .  here's mine!

My White Knights
by Judith Cullen
© 2019

How could I fail to love them all,
clad in shining good intentions,
loyalty, truth, and studied courtliness.

They bow with dignity, holding
a hand when steadying is needed,
a door when access is required.

When a perceived threat draws near
they lock arms, eyeing each warily,
stepping into the breach before me.

It is touching, in its way, being
the recipient: beloved and dearest,
held high at gracious arms length.

I feel a certain felicitous luck
attracting such quality consideration,
a relief after the disappointments.