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Doors

I have been playing down at Josie's.
I like playing there.

We run down the hall, into the kitchen
out the other end of the kitchen,
back into the hall
and down it then back into the kitchen.

Sometimes somebody runs off to a bedroom
and hides behind a bed
and when we find them we all jump on the bed
and scream and squeal.

But i open my back door quietly
Because daddy likes quiet.

Mama is sitting at the table with her makeup.
She is trying to make her eye look like the one
that didn't run into the door.
She should know not to run into doors

by now. They are not that hard to miss.
I guess she gets in a hurry.
I sit down while she gets
the box of cereal and the milk,

puts the bowl in front of me,
and pours them in.

I can hear Daddy.
He is not quiet.
He's talking bear noises
at the TV

in the living room.
Mama says we will go
on a picnic tomorrow
and makes a couple quiet sandwiches.

On the way to my bedroom
i see Daddy drinking

out of a big square bottle
that he puts on the floor
by the big chair
while he makes bear roars.

I close my door,
lay on my bed
with my teddybear Joe
and think of Josie's

and how her mom never
runs into doors.

Later Mama opens my door
and gives me my coat
makes a shhhsssshhh
and takes me and Joe to the kitchen

and out the door,
down the steps,
and down the street
to the bus stop.

The bus comes soon
and we get on and find seats.

Joe has never been on a bus
but he kind of likes it
once i let him look
out the window at the night time.

The roar of the bus is calm
and makes me tired.
I snuggle with Joe and Mama
and fall asleep.


cc deborah bolle 2008

If there is a point
To this autumn of my life
It is dulled by pain.

1. Grab the nearest book

2. Open the book to page 28

3. Find the 3rd sentence

4. Post the text of the next three sentences in your blog (and as a comment on mine) along with these instructions. Do not look for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST book.

5. Tag 5 other people to do the same.

The Venetian's Wife by Nick Bantock
Kali's victory dance went out of control and her turmoil threatened to demolish all creation until Shiva, her husband, threw himself down before her. She started to dance wildly on his body, then suddenly she realized what she was doing, emerged from her frenzy, stilled herserlf, and the universe was saved.

A fortune in my account and i haven't started working full time yet!


I TAG
Sunshine Love
Manda
Dolores
Lina
Ellusive Grace

As I Age

I want to make love,
not in a frenzied race,
but a quiet aligning
of spirits
for as long as it takes
until we dissolve
into one
and we don't know
if it has been all day
or two days.
When i kiss your eyes
I kiss my eyes.
When I stroke your breasts
I stroke the Goddess' breasts,
and she is pleased.
There is nothing I have
that I can give you,
for it is already yours.
Yet with your touch
you give me stars
and comets to ride
through the cosmos
on a wave that
brings me back to you.


copyright 2007 Deborah Bolle