Pink Umbrella: 4; Wingd

the motor scooter

with memories of Italy

and Audrey Hepburn

conveys a stylish panache

suitable for Orpheus 

and me in my dreams

Parasol Storage #4

What would the wooden trunk hold? 
Or the rusty, elegant hinges curled around
adolescent diary of pressed gardenias, broken 
clasps mended. Hair waved. Her mother's 
mother's elbow length gloves. Red.
Hint of moisture on the skin.

The Pink Umbrella: #3:

winter blossoms

callas camellias magnolias

embrace this unusual unseasonal in winter

they emerged early

some as soon as November

continue to lift their beauty

pure scentless strong 

despite the endless blue skies 

despite the fogless nights

despite the lack of rain

Red Umbrella #3

En route route to southwestern pan-
handle homestead where Great Aunt 
Evelyn's final resting hands
and family will gather in familiar

Oklahoma air to sit in straight back chairs
to eat and honor in their Sunday go to church 
meeting clothes that drape us all in crossing over

Sounding one last dinner bell to Heaven 
wintery rain soft on the tin roof that hears 
the generations with petals in their hands
corn husk gold with grape juice for communion.

Shi

soft

white

petals

blush

Absence

words you don't hear

cobbler

haberdasher

winter

The Rose Umbrella: Week 2: Magnolia Denudata

the deciduous magnolia

pure and calm

as it opens to reveal 

it's hot pink core

life passion tomorrow 

contained in that dark center

wait for the petals to fall

one by on