Entry 40: The Dancing Cypress

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She sprouted from the rock centuries ago

Enduring earthquakes, fires and

Man’s greed for extravagant abodes

 

She stands alone

Her branches curve in a dancer’s pose,

her leaves angled with flares flamenco

 

There is more to her;

Nourishment and strength levitate

Through thread-like roots

 

Patient

Persistent

Piercing unyielding rock

 

Adapting

Pivoting

Forgoing expectations of her ultimate

Destination

 

She is and has been

Magnificent in each

Moment of her career

 

Generations of artists, I imagine,

Painted with a fan brush to mimic her

Stylized fashion

 

But today, she is held by

Cables and

Trademarks

 

Shackled to her partner

In this sole profitable pose

How will she continue her dance, tethered?

 

How will she continue to stretch towards the sky,

Encapsulated in a

Logo

 

Will this lone dancing cypress

Only break free

When death do they part?  

 

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The Lone Cypress, California, 2018

Entry 33: Please don’t get me flowers

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Please don’t get me flowers

Or jewelry

Or anything that fits in a

Wrapped ribboned box

The things I yearn for are

In the air

In my nerves

In my heart

I yearn for a day of no decisions

Little responsibility

Few tasks

No worries pulling my shoulders down

I want a day

Where events flow with ease

A day of music

And laughing

Sunshine would be lovely

Though not necessary

Lightness in all our hearts

I’m hoping for giving and sharing

And gracious receiving

Tasting

Sipping

Dancing

And more dancing