Sweet Deal


Bread and butter jam

honey into buzzing guest

sweetening the pot.

Spent


Cornelia Connie D. DeDona:

Rewritten; I think I’m done! LOL!!

Originally posted on Corney Press:

Spent

The road less traveled;

bulging gray, cynical and dusty

spent

by sugary cake-world

denizens

spreading the good news.

By archaic beliefs

spinning

pious cloth.

(Remember to wash before wearing.)

As fiery dragons

breathing doubt

down at the local Dollar store

discounting derelict pennies

as they roar

once more

over the vacant

and obsolete

Five and Dime.

Art Inside "Fresh Cafe"

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Spent


Spent

 

The road

bulges gray, cynical and dusty.

Spent by sugary

cake-eating denizens

spreading the good news.

 

By archaic beliefs

spinning

pious cloth.

(Remember to wash before wearing.)

 

By hell-fire fans

down at the local Dollar store

discounting

derelict pennies

who  roar once more

over the obsolete

Five and Dime.

 

Art Inside "Fresh Cafe"

1-Money

 

Another Way Out


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There is a way out

But you are not even looking

And even he despises you for it

Can’t believe you are that stupid

or that lazy.

Woman, get out of your own way

the door is unlocked.

Prove them wrong

Prove to yourself

that you are not that beaten

or that occupied.

 

The fields are green

ripe with golden fruit

Clean your eyeglasses

and look

Remember the full moon.

Prepare for winter’s fall,

But do go.

 

AND find your passion

Breathe the salty air, taste orange glee

Pick the pink wild flowers

Place them

gently in your hair

and sway to the rhythm

of your purple heart.

 

Put down the crying towel

it is meant for another

It is meant to be a temporary solace

a place to reflect

pool your options

dream and

finally, to turn away from.

 

Open the door, child

and find

another room to dress

to plant those flowers

bring your good cheer.

 

The other BIG GUY upstairs

expects so much more

from you.

 

Do leave lollygag hill

and find your true self.

She waits

by the old cistern

filled with muddy water.

She knows your smell

and she still waits

and marvels at the time.

 

 

 

Climate Change


Climate Change

It has taken me a long time to realize
the implications of my actions
a very long time

Moving back in with Mom
comes packed with challenges
Guess what
we don’t always agree.

I want to support the local farmer
she says it’s too expensive
she can get a pint of blueberries for less at Aldi’s.
Organic doesn’t subtract well from her monthly balance
it isn’t pretty or practical on a fixed income.
Social Security doesn’t care
if she eats healthy
they won’t give her
one penny more
she was told recently
after Dad passed away
that a family of four
can live on a $1,000.00 a month
she should consider herself lucky
when the tax man calls
She says she considers herself lucky
that I’m here
to fill in the gaps
between lucky and the curb.
I feel lucky too.

Most days
I do what I want
nobody bothers me
or complains
about my shopping habits or food choices
Most days
all is bliss
EXCEPT
we sometimes butt heads.

I want to shop at the local farmer’s market
too expensive, she says
get the cheap stuff
it fits into the budget
she’s been doing it this way
for years

I differ
but how do you explain
that it is not just about the money out of your pocket
it is about the cost to all of us
here on this planet
that your cheap fruit
had to fly in to New York
from Washington, California
and Mexico
that we are using up our precious resources
so YOU can buy cheap
What about the oil?
What about the ozone?
What about taste?

What about GMO’s and labeling?
What about certified organic?
What about sustainable living in your own neighborhood?
local food tastes better
supporting your local farmer
helps them and YOU
“Aldi’s has organic and local veggies too”, she counters.

Does it really matter if she doesn’t get it?
You bet it does
Will she change her mind?
Probably not.

We square off
me on one side
she on the other
as the evening temperature climbs
it’s late, I say
let’s do some more research
pick up this discussion tomorrow.
Fine!

The next morning
I wake up early
recharged
ready for battle
ready for that first cup of coffee from Friendly Farms.
And I open up the fridge
looking for the milk and
the blueberries are staring me in the face
still sitting there, unopened
I pick them up
to inspect the label
on that so-called cheap pint of blueberries
thinking “Of course, why didn’t I think of this sooner”,
grinning as I scan for point of origin,
certified by… anything.
It says and I quote
“Produced and packaged on a farm in New Jersey.” HMM!
And then I look at the other stuff
the cottage cheese, the milk
the coffee
ALL from Friendly Farms.

And It’s not like Friendly Farms is a real farm
out in the middle of the country filled with dumb happy cows,
Friendly Farms is a label, for milk
that comes from any
one of a number of farms.
Good luck even trying to find a phone number because, there isn’t one.
The truth is that Friendly Farms milk is the same milk as the expensive stuff, but Aldi’s paid to have their label added to the bottle. That’s how our food is packaged, and the way a lot of other grocery stores run things, too.
So, we buy cheap milk, meat and produce and I am complaining about it.
Crazy, right?
Most of us don’t even think too much about the prices except to say, “Hey, that’s cheap!” “I can afford that!”
so if I pay less for my food, how much does the farmer get?
And, how friendly is that?
Deciphering labels from Fair Trade to Free Range can be time consuming.

And we’re not even going to talk about what’s being fed
to those milk producing cows, the chickens or the cattle
or the evils of factory farms
or the inconvenient fact that most adults
can’t digest milk anyway,
what’s up with that, maybe its stress related?

Nope, I’ll save that for some other time
when the climate cools down a bit.

A German Man-i-cure


Mein Very First Knockwurst

vas in

Berlin There Done That

mit

Suzi and the 7 Dusseldorfs

und I zed to her

Don’t talk Bach to Me

because

Every Month Ist Octoberfest

in Germany

So Schnapps Out Of It!

und she emphatically replied

Nein, Nein, Nein, OK Fine!

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Concerning Emily Dickinson


Concerning Emily Dickinson

 

Emily explain

common sense wrapped in your wit

cuddles a vast maze.

 

Fascicles emerge

shrieking in the library

demanding more milk.

 

Only a mantra

to pacify them tonight

restrain lively bunch.

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Concerning the Drops


Concerning the Drops

 

I could sit quiet or lie

were it not for the arrow of retrospect.

The declaration in the sentence

was tidy enough

the space between the drops, thin

still, it was wide enough

to slip through

to slide through

to fly home

just damp. 

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Dispassionate Fur


Dispassionate Fur

 

Celibacy bones

brittle crack, egging passion

exposing the raw.

 

Orgasmic fur door

explodes hushing sack of seed

horizontal hop.

 

Flesh and backbone join

suffocating old drama

fusing viral growth. Image

Seven Talented Women Writers


Seven Talented Women Writers

 

Seven women meet

laughing, writing, absorbing

news, in droll kvetch fest.

 

Beauty and strength meld

courage and quirky, keen on

gluten free luncheon.

 

Narrative accounts

vary by author and viewpoint

transcend hard candy. 

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