“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


July as an almost teenage girl

She has blue toenails & these green fingernails
her eyes remind me
that tomorrow I must buy sparklers.

She is dressed like July,
like the heat of this summer sky,
the cool of the lake a few inches below the surface,
the grass under her feet as she runs for the water.

She is spinning like fireworks;
don't let those silent hands fool you.


  1. I know her -- your July girl! I was her, I mothered her, I love her. Happy 4th!

  2. green nails! love them :)

  3. Absolutely beautiful! You know, I look forward to your posts so much! :)

  4. Your poetry feels full of life like I imagine this July girl is.

    Thanks for sharing!

  5. ah yes...such a sparkler and a sweet time!

  6. full of passion-great poetry! :-)

  7. sort of random- i noticed that at the end of each post, take "July as an almost teenage girl" for example, there is a set of invisible words. Underneath "don't let those silent hands fool you" it says "she is growing up too fast". a hidden message! how exciting! all i did was highlight the last paragraph and the small bit underneath it, and there it was!

  8. How fun... thank you for reminding me how much I love sparklers. I wonder if they will stay lit in our SF fog? (That is, if I could find some to buy.)

    Happy 4th!

  9. I read your words and I think, where do they get the energy. And then I slap my forehead with an "Unh!" because that is so old-fartish. YIKES!

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