Copper Daughters

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Some of these
Cannot convey just joy
Created and groomed and put on display
Destined
Somber storytellers and hope-beacons
Alike
Unable to deny
There’s reason to smile, to shine
But not fully
There’s cause to rise
But only as high as the least

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The Dark Side

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I cried, how dare I!
I cried over cat food today
How it covered
Her nose and eyelashes
My hands and my vision
How it lingered
The way snowflakes might stay
Were we not dark princesses
Standing at the sink twice today
Cleaning her face and my heart
Hoping that tears and time
Will somehow free us
From the stench
From the mess and disaster
Of our love

Not Enough Miles Away

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I, having opted instead for distraction
Skipped the moon crawling across the sky
For, if not for wishes
What’s the moon for

I, having once been the one
Wishes felled from her lips
A woman of goodness asking of gods
Who hoarded her pleadings

I, having looked away now, see
Their entertainment satisfied
By the light of the moon
Just another satellite

Good Way

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I am an appointment
Admittedly one for which you and I
Know not the time or the place
You will show, dear one
On time

On purpose, I am
Not a side-trip or just-passing-through
The destination you charted and planned
You will know my name
With time

The neighborhood, am I!
The where you grew up and longingly miss
The haunt of where you’ve not yet lived
You will call me Home
In time