Ah, you scoff. Well you should
have seen me in my heyday. Today
I am disheveled, but once
I was a glorious ballroom, where
guests looking their best would
dance in splendid pastel gowns,
and well-tailored suits. Hanging
crystal chandeliers caught
the light like prisms. Champagne
flowed. Lavish dinners were
served in a dining room that was
the epitome of elegance. If you
look closely, you can still
appreciate the splendor of my
cathedral ceiling. Columns gleamed
in green and white. Floor to
ceiling windows invited light
in day time, and magical moonbeams
at night. What a sight.
Won't you please restore me
to my former glory?
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.