trio of poems on a rainy warm morning

1) clearing the score of a muddied symphony ~

she thought about the difference between those who pray, and remain hopeless,
 and others who pray, and receive true miracles--
spilling out of the places that were once dark and airless,
cabinets needing cleaning, become spanking clean

under the high intensity lamp of paying attention to where things
are off balance, off-kilter, filtering the blurry bitterness of lemons

clearing the score of a muddied symphony, written on a sojourn,
sealing the agreement to self-- to sit above the cloudy water,
obscured by all those who would have her sequestered, silenced,
"on holiday" for having beliefs, for her faith---
at this low tide moment in all of human history--

2) pardoning friends~

pardoning friends for being quiet, not returning calls,
she always had the companionship of flowers,
trees, the wind, and the almighty
keyboard for notes to spiral, or fox trotted words
to do hand springs by the river at dawn

our lives become a microscopic miniature version
of a tumbled world ...roots of daffodils pushing through
the softened forgiving earth, on a strangely sleepy,
but lovely gingerbread sunday

late afternoon driving home- 5 pm-- and still a pillar
of blue in the sky-
to the north- brave bluebirds
shooting their wings up--- beyond the tallest oak
their song echoing-- underneath
what's left of the pristine snow

3) so this is how checker board tablecloths cover~

so this is how checker board tablecloths cover
old maple tables, and do reveal a special meal-
--made more fanciful

with the simple orange, blue, and cream
peruvian ceramic bowls, black and gold soft cotton
napkins from provence--purveying
thai curried noodles nestled in a pool of spring green

close to the time the sky would turn black--
as soon as she would turn her back on the changing,
how the sky gets encoded--
with studded earrings of tiger eye and citrine

~words & photo  ~ kate lamberg (c) '18