 Tangled Words | Poetry by Maggie GrinnellBy: Aquillrelle White covered pine trees frozen lake Dad and his homemade Metal toboggan whisking down the hill Hot cocoa in coffee mugs, crunching white ice Under the red buckled snow belts Kids trying to ski down the Bunny Hill At the nearest ski resort MIDNIGHT Air—warm and stilling Stars are bright Crickets sendoff making calls Kids swimming Outdoor café's full of people STRAWBERRY MEMORY I was sucking on a hard strawberry candy the other day and had the most enjoyable memory. A movie, a song or some type of food will usually remind me of a person, place or thing, but this memory was so vivid that I felt I was there. The memory took me back to my childhood home. My Mom in the kitchen making lemonade, wearing a white cotton apron with laced edges. She is pushing half of a lemon down onto a dish to squeeze the juices out but leave the seeds intact. My memory then travels to the family room where on a big round oak table is a vase that holds fresh cut flowers from the garden out back. Walking outside to the patio, I look down the green afro turf covered stairs, to my dog lapping up water in his steel bowl but ignoring the dry dog food in the other identical bowl cause of the heat. By the dog is a water faucet. Its' handle has been broken years ago so pliers are used to turn the little metal knob. Someone has connected a hose to the faucet and turned it on. Following the green snake, I see its' nose ends in the swimming pool to add extra water. The sun is shining on the water and the wind is creating small waves to make it look like a mini ocean. My Mom tending to the carnations in the back garden with scissors and gloves. My two younger brothers and my sister eating popsicles outside while our German Shepard is attempting to lick each popsicle and failing. This sounds like a Norman Rockwell moment, but it is my moment. To order: http://www.lulu.com/ Author: http://www.aquillrelle.com/ End
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