Sharing with The Sunday Muse #190 , hosted this week by Carrie. Keaton was great in that show—the one with wings— Where he was constantly a [man]child on a ledge dreaming an angel who became a superhero. She was a sarcastic (fake?) angel—it was the 80s— But always good, on time, her lessons easy, Easy as it would have been for him to fall. The metaphor so obvious...but I didn't get it. Nor the easy and obvious good. (/s) I watch the TV movie every other December Remembering believing in easy And crushing on this character, that city... Angels should be sweet, sarcastic figures, knowing (like nurses and social workers) we prefer Sleeping on the ledge, reckless to call for "heroes." To clear up any confusion: there is no Michael Keaton movie we watch every holiday season. Although, if there were...I'd probably watch it. -- Chrissa
I enjoyed this poem so much. Love the rhythm of it, and the repetition - and the feeling of sleeves-rolled-up spring activities. I once had a little shed that was always in need of cleaning - and a gigantic garden.
ReplyDeleteI love the hopeful feeling this holds my friend!
ReplyDeletea little bit of Wonderland just enough fun
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday Chrissa
much❤love
Oh, to have a garden with a little shed again. Simply delightful.
ReplyDeleteI always hate cleaning the garden shed - all those spiders! Your poem will inspire me to do it.
ReplyDelete"Once again in sequence." Yes, indeed. Order is restored, and so are we.
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