Us

Learning to say us, instead of I. Learning to share. To come to the house, where somebody is waiting. Talking, talking, not listening. Learning to listen. Enjoying gentle touches. Learning to give and also to take. Do not stop to listen. It is us, not I. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, January, 2012

Fear 2

Oh my dear, oh my dear, tell me a taste of fear. Oh my dear, oh my dear, draw me a picture of fear. Oh my dear, oh my dear, show me fear. Is a dentist going to pull your tooth out? Oh dear, oh dear, there is nothing to fear. Did a dog brought home fleas? Oh my dear, oh my dear, kill them, spray them, douse them in powder, murder them, but spare the dog. You will kill the dog, I fear. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 3/10/2010

Silent household

Don't meow, a cat, we are having a silent household. HOW? Radio is playing, a range is sizzling, a chair is scraping linoleum, birds outside are singing. Only television is off. Don't meow, our cat, we have to be quiet now. For how long? I don't know. Until somebody will begin to smile and say: This is one silly game. Lets talk and have a good laugh, or pots and pans will begin to fly. I didn't mean to hurt you. You did. When and where? I don't remember. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 3/18/2012

Friendship 2

I am bringing my friendship in a cup made of my palms. I see you carrying yours as well, walking slowly, afraid to trip over, or spill a single drop. We meet halfway. What a wonderful mix! Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, January 2012

North and South

Big trucks are driving South by day and night with the signs Wal*Mart and Family Dollar on both sides. Among them United Postal Service and UPS are weaving their way on the highway 81 down, down South. Send my greetings to blooming bluebonnets and Hi to V shapes geese laboring their way to the grounds, where they will bring up their families, so their eggs, goslings, future geese will always find their way back North to fly. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 3/13/2012

House for sale

It is a big job to empty a house, where somebody lived so long. To go to the basement, to empty the attic, all closets and cupboards. The best is to bring a container and throw in everything mercilessly Years and memories, old furniture, dentures and a walking stick, papers and old letters, paid and unpaid bills. They are not suddenly important. Little memories, small rock from the shore, or a river bank. For clothes they called Salvation Army. Somebody still can wear man's clothes. Old scratched and burned pens and pots are thrown out of the windows to the container. The person expired. The house is FOR SALE. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 2011

Bragging

I am sure she can have two, three, or four. You can jump her hump, but I can't listen to her bragging. My head is still spinning around and it is second day. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 2011

Taiga

Taiga is frozen, covered in snow and ice. Does it get Summer in June, July, August and September the same like Alaska? I don't know. Four months to cover Spring, Summer and Fall. Then comes again snow and ice, howling winds and only nights. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, Winter 2012

Explorer

Since I always have a Ford, it is easy to write. The first was Pony, so I rode a pony. Second and third were Explorers. What do they explore? I don't know. Maybe gas mileage, which is still to high. New store, when all of them are alike? New road? Maybe freshly paved ... New landscape? or fallen bridge? I don't know. I only know the word explore rhymes with North and South Pole. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 3/10/2012 POW! assignment

Fear

Fear? is something I am not curious about. I hope I'll live the rest of my life without fear. To describe fear as a personal experience? or to describe somebody's else fear? Is it still fear I can look in movies? I feel sorry for victims and despise villains. You want me to be honest? Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 3/9/2012

Apple

Procession of working class is lining by a ladder. Those in front are climbing. Where? On the top is a magic apple, they say, which brings to a winner everything, what he is wishing for. What do they wish for? Health who lack it. Older wish to get their youth back, especially good teeth. Most of them wish for better salary. Money help to fulfill wishes. "The apple brings power," everybody whispers. Those on the top are stepping on the hands those bellow them. "When you are climbing to the top be careful to step on the hands under you, because you will be meeting them, when you will be stepping down," I was told by one wise man. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 3/2012