the play's the thing

Daffodil’s Debut

the snow is almost gone
and, though I’ve had no time to practice,
today is my day to shine

“Stand up straight.”
“Be brave, little daffodil,
you’ll do us proud.”

here I am,
watching the grass grow,
waiting nervously for my cue

"Spring."

I heard it! I’m on! Ta Da!
I am here to fill your heart with joy!


Tonight is the dress rehearsal of HMS Pinafore, in which my husband is starring in a leading role. So, naturally, a dramatic image came to mind when I saw this beautiful prompt from Abbey of the Arts at Christine's Invitation to Poetry

Have you had your playing time today?

angel of narcissus

The Angel of Narcissus

I strike a pose,
so high above you all,
so wise and stern,
and all who see me crane and yearn
to view the words I write.
“Is my name on your list?”
you wonder, your uneasiness
creating flurries in the air
around my stony soul.

The stone mason’s chisel
does my fair proportions justice,
but he carefully omits
what flows from my pen:
buy milk, suntan lotion,
start the laundry,
mail the rent check,
put out cat,
pick up Jean at 3.

This statue of an angel, in the cemetery in Framingham, Massachusetts where Christine's mother is buried, is the prompt for the Invitation to Poetry from Abbey of the Arts.