Parties At Lake Mohawk
Parties at Lake Mohawk
Church luncheons abound at the
Pavilion next to the lakeside beach
Concrete floor, cold against the
Raw, sandy feet of playtime
Coming out of the water for the
Potluck buffet, cheesy potatoes,
Dessert salads abounding.
A prayer goes up for the community,
For the healing of souls, or
For donations for the new church.
Small parties too, celebrated.
Confirmation class completion,
Ready for Easter Vigil.
Pungent incense and sweet oils
Will follow close by, but for now
We feast on our collective meal,
Camrederie with the priest before
Our big day.
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Potent Ponds
Steeping in cool waters
The saffron sun on the
Bowl of the pond.
Taking my vitamins every
Morning, the C in my veins
Mingling with the salt in my eyes.
I ride two buses to my chapel
Of peace, a set of flowing
Waters, unblessed but holy to me.
Pacing the dusty paths of
The preserve, I ponder the
Wild waterbirds, wandering.
The ducks, unburdened by
Prejudice, finding their ways
Along the tiny beaches.
The spice of life, I infuse my days
With the fine herbs of musical
Birdsong and chords of clouds.
Finalizing my day's work,
I board the buses home, busy days
Ahead, but for now, hallowed, heady harmony.
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Decomposing
Her fingers, the wispy breath of young wheat.
An Ohio summer hangs like a warm towel after swimming.
We kickball ideas over the nylon floor of the trampoline;
She recites revisions for her newest novel.
The dank rot of sweet hay and dirt wafts over memories.
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