Father-Daughter Dancing 
she is fire-glow shine
of new-minted pennies…
morning playfulness
of two-month colts…
anger-lightning flashes
then repentant tears
upon his shoulder…
touchstone for her days
he sings baritone ballads
of Broadway show tunes…
with movie star good looks
he plays hero and mentor
for the dramas of her life.
Bonnie Marshall
morning coffee is quick start
necessary for refueling,
destination hours away
and arrivals and departures
on expectation rails,
and occasional breakdowns…
and stopping for repairs
though…
it’s when a side rail happens,
a worry, day trip glitch
we talk to one another
about the shared concern
so…if fate should happen
to place you by my side
let’s be pleasant travelers…
it’s so short a ride
Bonnie Marshall
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Relativity Awareness
where wind sways grasses
on a Cape Cod beach…
and fiddler crabs
wave claws in sea-foam…
and piping plovers
pick at white sand…
a brown-gold spider
excretes a killing space
of silver filament
arachnid silk pattern spinner…
eight-legged creator
of elegant design…
synchronicity in motion…
just a small analogy
to computer linking
and tangles in the universe…
relativity awareness
Bonnie Marshall
Lydia at the Table
Lydia… street vendor…
patterns glass bead necklaces
into sparkling rainbows
on purple velvet cloth.
Her arthritic fingers
flutter above the jewelry
until symmetry is shaped.
She hardly glances
at a blur of passing strangers.
She seems reluctant
to notice people standing there.
In turn, they seem reluctant
to break her gauzy trance.
She appears the image of a wise diviner…
more like a sorceress at her trade.
If someone asks a question,
her gentle gesture
above the surface of the table
shows their answers will lie there.
Should someone break the necklace spell
and lift the jewels to catch the light
an expression almost painful
marks her grandma face.
Attached to each glittering strand
is a tiny lettered tag.
Occasionally shoppers simply glance
then overpay the price.
When she wraps a purchase
in purple tissue like a gift
some feel compelled
for reasons without words
to bless her silently.
Bonnie Marshall
After Rain
after rain
a freeze of snow
suspended time
flexi flyers
down…down
head first
feet first
no hands
speed devils
slicing metal edges
groomed tracks
zigzag the trees
howling
boy and girl
twelve years
swerving
banking
crashing
glittering snow plumes
race up the hill
snow fights
warriors hissing
white air
ice crystal balls
arched
smashed
jammed into coat collars
slipping down
slender necks
thin shoulder blades
sniffling noses
chapped cold lips
hasty kiss
spontaneous
stillness
shadows lengthen
time awareness
melting snow
return of rain
Bonnie Marshall
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