Dragons

Dragon Ladies

So beautiful

in a fierce sort of way

Your eyes glaring

yellow and red

Your lips stern and pursed

Your brows creased

You have robed yourselves

in glistening 

scales of color

hiding your 

angry, fiery

hearts. 

(c) GMK

3/5/2015

Let's Do Lunch

Let's Do Lunch

early

because I missed breakfast,

the dog needed a walk,

I needed a shower

and because someone might come to look

 at (and buy - we hope) the house:

the dishes needed washing

and the bed needed making.

Then the car needed gas and

 then there was an accident and

the road was blocked and

because there were no  detour signs

I've wandered around in

unfamiliar neighborhoods - lost 

looking for a way

to your house.

So I am late, late, late

and I am very, very hungry

so let's do lunch, now. 

(c) Glenda Kotchish

2/25/2015

Is it Just Me?

Is it Just Me?

hooded rain coat

repelling

cold sprinkles 

of rain drops

fuzzy socks

with monkeys

warming 

chilly toes

purple gloves

covert to mittens 

cozily

holding hands

soft knitted

scarf 

settled on 

my shoulders

black zippered boots

rubber soles

riding on

my feet

feathered filled duvet

resting on my bed

covering me in 

cool warmth

freshly brewed tea

in grandma's teapot

filling my china

tea cup

coffee in a mug

a midday treat

warming my hands

and innards

chili with beans

simmering on the stove

lunch or dinner

warm delight

soup hot 

in a mug

a warming

quick meal

Winter cold

ice and snow

bringing me 

warm things

I love you

Am I the only one? 

(c) GMK

02/11/2015

Life in Lists

Life in Lists

Can you knit together a year

from the fragments of

notes and lists?

Strawberries, 

string cheese, 

cashews -

what she ate.

Sprinkler man,  

insurance lady, 

vet -

who she called.

wine, 

books, 

earrings -

what she gave.

900

400

 600 -

what she paid.

carpenter,

painter, 

bug man -

who she paid.

workshops,

art shows,

pot lucks -

what she planned.

vodka,

knives, 

DVDs  -

what she bought.

poems,

stories,

emails -

what she wrote.

Life's so much richer

than the 

lists and notes - 

who she loved,

when she laughed,

why she cried.

(c) GMK 1/28/2015 

Stories

Stories

Libraries

full of books

shelf after shelf

floor to ceiling

Bookstore

more

Internet

massive

books to be had

download to devices

Who are these people

that write 

these 

books?

Where do they find

time to do so?

Word after word

page after page

stories - their stories

While I 

jot down 

a line here -

a line there

filling little books 

like this one

with words.

My stories?

(c) GMK 

11/20/2014

Time

Time

I'm looking

for the one moment

to which 

I belong

(c) GMK 11/2014

October 2

October 

you're here.

with pumpkins, squash and gourdes

Cool air

dry leaves rustling

Welcome!

(c) GMK 

10/2/2014