Childhood Memories

It guilds the meadow

In scintillating white.

Under the saffron glow

Of Phoebus, the daystar

Gossamer melts to cellophane

Peridot deepens to emerald

Cumuli dip to kiss the foliage

Like frosted cotton candy

Caressing my tongue.

I remember one winter

Gliding on alabaster marble

Later peeling off layers of clothing

The clinging flakes softening

In the warm air

My face glowing

Under the canopy of home.

The cold of the meadow

The early frost

Light-years away.

 

Pristine

She saw her reflection

Yesterday

In the crystal pool

Left after the rain.

She was surprised

By its presence

Never having viewed

Her pristine self

Before.

 

Generation Gap

Teenaged boy

With body piercing

And shaved head-

In baggy jeans

And unlaced sneakers

Heels flashing red lights-

Must be from another galaxy!

 

Envy

As I glanced up

A bluebird winged by

And vanished.

Elated witness to such freedom

I considered the wonder

Of innate flight:

Green-eyed humans unable to fly

Unaided.

 

Perpetuity

Petals gliding

On the air

Riding its waves

Floating  downward

Inexorably downward

Slowly

Slowly

Whirling

Swirling

Lower and lower

Ever closer to

Perpetuity.

Sylvia Semel