Written for: November 2022 PAD Chapbook Challenge - Day 4
Fill-in-the-blank title poem. In the (blank)
We loved to see plays performed on Broadway.
Once, near the stage of 'Death of a Salesman'
your eyes welled up at the pathos laid
so bare on Linda Loman's face, ashen.
The concerts we saw from Willie to Van,
and Springsteen when lucky me won tickets.
We devoured books, and shared them–none were banned.
The Strand, our favorite bookstore, aisles like thickets.
Our hearts were in Montauk, Cabin nine.
Bejeweled ocean waves, like diamonds in sunlight,
and under an effulgence of moon, sublime.
I saw rainbow auras that shone at night.
Incantatory times that I still cherish.
Should you recall those moments, I'd have my wish.
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.