gift
my turn
to break glass
I was on the phone
about the broken car
getting breakfast for my boys
reached in the cabinet
heard a crash
saw the broken shards of glass
thought the glass glass had broken
but no
it was the nice glass bowl
that was a wedding gift
15 years ago
it took me nearly that long
to figure out what to do with it
bought the coffee pot in January
put the bowl to work
holding half and half
now I’m looking for a plastic one
I can’t be trusted with glass
too delicate
and I’m feeling like that bull
the one in the china shop
August 3, 2012
9:00-ish a.m.
I first e-mailed this poem to my friend. The one who sent me a note about a glass that broke at her house while the dishwasher was being unloaded last night. She’s sharing it with her fourth grade daughter (the dishwasher unloader/glass put-er away-er too).
today I am thankful
for volunteer sunflowers
and the first colorful bloom
amidst the varying shades of green
in my former garden
gone to weed this year
for if it weren’t for these marvelous sunflowers
offering the first bloom of summer
like a gift
to soothe my aching heart
it’d just be a jumble of weeds
forevermore
July 14, 2012
Happy 1st Birthday, Turquoise Tangles!
so much more
Love is so much more
than Valentine’s flowers
chocolate too
maybe even dinner
Love is for everyday
not just one red heart day
shown in many different ways
if you’re lucky
and take the time
to notice
Love is a precious gift
given freely
with no strings attached
or hoops to jump through
to receive it
Love is life
for life is richer
with love in it
the gift
my gift came quietly
in the glow of morning light
as a huge pink cloud
hovered and glowed from within
outside my kitchen window
suspended in a sea of blue
just waiting
for me to notice
the best gift ever
one that renews
with each new day
we’re given
the gift
of sunrise
Thank you, God
for today
Written on December 1, 2011, my fortieth birthday.
© 2011 Turquoise Tangles
I love them still
they worked for me
a boy and a girl
for just a brief time
I didn’t sign their paychecks
but I was their supervisor
pouring what I knew
into them
she was tall and slender
all legs, long hair, and sass
he was more compact
with dark looks
and shoulders
broad enough to lean on
I listened to their problems
shared some of mine
fighting for their rights
standing between them
and upper management
over a decade between us
but we fit together fine
the three muskateers
though pirates was our theme
a crew of artists three
had I met them sooner
things might have been different
we had five months together
that time
was a gift
I loved them both
with all my heart
we kept in touch
even after I moved on
and left the work to them
a team well trained
my job there
done
© 2011 Turquoise Tangles
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