What You Don’t Get   Leave a comment

the creamy caramel colored
French chair and ottoman
that exhaled when you sat in it
like it needed you to breathe
held you like a baby cloud
with nimbus arms
and cumulus lap
you nearly cried from the comfort
a second-hand steal
that cost too much

the dress with the red elephants
green vines, yellow flowers, and black stripes
with a slit up one leg and fringe where it counts
oh baby, the dress that got away
perfect for dancing on the plaza
and singing “I’m may be crazy”

that bike your cousin said
was coming on your 11th birthday
when you got the croquet set

a chick dyed pink for Easter
you walked in morning cold
to the feed store hoping
new food would save it
saw your friend’s bird weeks later
a live bird
it had outgrown its color
just blue tips at the end of white feathers
that’s when you knew security
is an illusion maybe it was later
but that was the spark
the beginning of knowing
that you don’t get some things
others get away
some you lose

Mary Strong Jackson


Posted August 8, 2013 by strongjacksonpoet54 in Uncategorized

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