Sewing curtains
All weekend long,
how quickly my needle
skips over hems.
We won’t have to look
at bricks anymore.
I bought a patch of
heavenly blue sky to hang
from the kitchen window.
A few yards of green
fluffy cotton in the bedroom
waving like soft meadows.
Green meadows will
keep city lights
from our eyes.
Sewing curtains all
weekend long.
Now we will have
found our own place
hidden from the world.
Skyward
Another hot day at the playground
filled with shrieks from children
tumbling down slides. Shouting boys
hop on/off a whirling carousel
as girls sing songs to jump rope.
Waiting for my chance on the swing.
Finally one is free as I clutch
metallic link chains pumping myself
up pushing pass trees feeling cool
breezes brush over me.
All the noise far below as I rush
towards blue skies my feet are
walking on clouds now.
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