Spring Cleaning
When it comes to cleaning out my closet,
I can't get rid of my old stuff,
sweaters, cotton tees, and pants
faded and stiff
from too many washes.
Instead, I give away my best clothes,
dresses made of satin, silk, or chiffon,
studded with sequins, rhinestones,
nylon jackets lined with faux fur,
I don't donate them to shelters,
but friends I want to impress,
keeping my shabby wardrobe for myself,
worn in the sunshine or rain,
when nobody watches.
Out of Isolation in Spring
You know spring is here
by its tapestry
& symphony
trees posing
with their green coats
in a fashion show
cherry blossoms
painting the roads
a Pepto-Bismol pink
the new voices
that have joined
the sparrow chorus
You know it
by the way
my heart thaws
when you look me
in the eye
under the mellow sun
So refreshing to hear the unexpected logic in your poetry. Thanks.
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