Saturday, March 31, 2012

Twins



They stood in front of each other.
Slowly lifting a hand to touch, both
To taste, tongues out, two
To team,
To brother, alike
To make wonder,
To be silent, and noisy
Or noisy, and silent.
Slowly raising a query, same.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Salad



Slipping in the puddle on my way home,
I smiled, stood still, watched the imaginary tadpoles rush away from my sandals.
The rain smelt crunchy that day, but very unlike refrigeration.