Friday, December 5, 2008

One Beat Home

One Beat Home
c. 2005

I was back in our house last night, in a dream.


I thought I was done with that.


You asked, “What shade should we use in the front?”


We will make things fresh with paint.


Yes, we, the three of us need this house now.


I can see the steps from down the block,


and the rail which we will paint white.


What would my mom and dad think of this


new shade we pull on their dream?


Their dream house where the kids played in the shade


of the tree whose fruit would be plucked by birds in June.


And Dad would watch and scream at those birds


through the glass, from his chair, with his tea.


From a glass he drank tea, with a bowl of fruit


he left out for me, fruits of blue and green and red.


Which squish when you bite and turn your tongue dark in June.


And Mom on the porch in her suit for the sun


with a snack, and a book and her smile.


I thought I was all done with this,


but who can stop a dream?

2 comments:

Melanie said...

Did you grow up in the house where you live now?

RKB said...

I love it! So sorry it has taken me this long to get directly in touch with you. Your writtings are beautiful!
Is this the house that I knew... when I stayed with you all?

Wishing you the best always!
~ Thanks for the many Loving Memories I'll always keep :)
RoZ (Bess)