Whisking Wings

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The chickadees sing

as above they wing

and flip

like a tight box spring

in their joyous fling

they zip

with ardor and zing

through the air they swing

and skip.

Waiting

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She plucked the long awaited fruit

Watched the buds appear and grow

The leaves spread out wide and green

Branches climbing through the sky

Slim stem broadening to solid trunk

Sapling rising shyly up

A tiny shoot, burst of green

Soil over the seed set in earth

She made room for the tree

The Fairy Godmother Has Her Say

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It’s just as hard these days

The application process has changed

That’s all

Oh yes, please sit down

Fill out your name and address

Hobbies, griefs, and anguish

I’ll see what I can do

No, Ella didn’t have it easy

Scrubbing and washing and hoping

Dreaming of something better

When every door is closed -

Well, you know about that

Yes, I wave my magic wand

A dress like the sun

Silver shoes

Pumpkins become carriages

(For you, a scholarship)

But Arthur didn’t love the dress

He fell in love with her

The story skips how much they talked

Of history, dreams, and law

(If Ella were you, she’d be a lawyer,

But she lived then, not now)

I gave the opportunity

She did the rest

For you, four years of collage

Two more of grad school

Opportunity, all on you

Ella still doesn’t have it easy

(You won’t either)

You see, no one gets her name right

Her stepsisters left that mark on her

Better? Of course it’s better

Just not easy

Written for dVerse.