A very good day
by Elouise
This morning’s leftovers
Drop like melting slushies
From weary evergreen bows
Lumpy mounds of snow
Coat driveways and porches
With cold mushy porridge
Like a weary movie score
The sound of water draining
Through gutters drones on and on
A waking dream haunts me
With images of three friends
Just beyond my grasp
I reach for my airplane ticket
Only to discover
I left it in my guest room
My heart is made happy
By half a cold banana
Now somewhere in my gut
This will be a very good day indeed.
It doesn’t take much to make me happy these days. I think it’s about being alive, awake, functioning fairly well, and wondering what this day will bring. I took the photo at the top early this morning.
The cushion cover on the left was made by women refugees living in Nairobi. The cushion behind Smudge was made by a dear friend now gone from this life for many years. The round brown cushions are from D’s aunt who died several years ago. The cord peeking out on the left belongs to my blood pressure monitor.
As you can see, Smudge has taken over my reading sofa and cushions. But that’s OK, since I still live in the Plaza! Thanks to D for sending this cartoon to remind me how privileged and Eloise-like he seems to think I am. The nerve…..
In case you can’t make out what Eloise is saying:
I am Eloise
I am forty-six
I still live at the Plaza
I don’t give a damn who owns it
I hope your day is filled with strange and unusual sightings that tickle your fancy and/or make you warmly nostalgic.
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 21 February 2019
Photo of Smudge taken by ERF, 21 February 2019; old New Yorker cartoon compliments of DAFraser
Amazing poetry
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Thanks, meloheart!
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It was my pleasure
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That’s a great likeness, I’d have recognized it anywhere! 😛
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😲🤨😾
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