Molded Cheese
All alone
The door is locked
As I nibble my supper
Of molded cheese
Slid under the hollow
Paneled door of our trailer
Hours ago.
Scooby Doo dashes through
Being chased by unseen ghosts
Out of the living room
Where my brother and sister
Are sitting in front of the ten inch
Black and white screen
Watching him and Shaggy run.
I enjoy the show too
Because that dog is mine
And the show is mine
To create.
I laugh as he begs for a snack
To strengthen his courage
To return to the ghost's room
To solve the mystery.
I toss him what's left
Of my molded cheese
In hopes he will return
Afterwards to play with me again.
Watching the Snow Stop Falling
The snow
stopped falling
hours ago and we were ready
to frolic in thick layers of
powder.
Planning
like all brothers
and sisters do in times
like these, building snowmen, throwing
snowballs,
Making
snow angels to
kiss the rolling, puffing
clouds hiding away the crisp heaven
above.
The three
of us bundled
up in our warmest coats
pulling on our goulashes ready
for fun.
We ran
for the back door
to begin our quest of
taming winter’s grasp upon our
tiny world.
Mother
asks where we are
going, her eyes burning
through them into me, questioning
only me.
“We are
going out to
play in the snow before
dark and dinner and daddy gets home
tonight.”
We all
agree because
daddy gets all of our
attention considering he
stays gone
To meet
our needs as a
family and prepare
us for the rest of our lives to-
gether.
She smiles
nodding for them
to go and fulfill their
fun just as we had planned to-
gether.
They turn
wondering why
they must leave me behind
to be excluded from the fun
outside.
She urges
them out into
the skin numbing joy that
awaits them through the beckoning
doorway.
They leave
me standing all
alone to face what might
fly from her lips, swing from her arms
and legs.
No words
just nods in the
general direction
of our room down the dark hallway
to watch.
She wants
me to watch them
enjoying themselves in
the pristine glory of the soft white
powder.
I did
watch through the glass
till daddy came home then
told him I didn’t feel well enough
to play.