No Parlez Vous Francais

Blue.
The Blues.
Blue Cheese.

I feel blue.
I can listen to only a minimum amount of
The Blues.
I like Blue Cheese.

I prefer "bleu" to "blue."

But I don't speak French.

Broken

A child cowers in the corner
Her spirit broken
Silenced by the noise
Of self-righteous disapproval
Unsolicited consultation

Words of pseudo-wisdom
To mold toward holy thought
Corrals the wild at heart
A fence unlocked only
By the self-appointed sage

~carolwelch
january 27,2008

Vanity - High & Low

Shoo, shoo, dear one
Leave
Fly away
Gather sticks and mud
Weave
Place your regal nest
Atop the cliff dwellings

Regal
Because you far
Outweigh
My worth

Seated high
You can look down
Upon me
As I grovel
Wondering
Am I good enough?


february 20, 2014
carolwelch