Frames of my mind

Christmas wreath on the door with colorful lights on. Another concert is going on today and we missed German Christkindlmarkt with all nice ideas how to spend money. Are we getting live Christmas tree this year? Were are we going to put it? There should be big cleaning going on and I am idle, sitting on the sofa with elevated leg. Presents for grandchildren are packed, and will be going tomorrow. Down on the boxes I wrote: “Cheap stuff” to curb big expectations. What they will say I hate to think. Preparations for Christmas are going on. There will be more concerts and caroling and gathering under the City Christmas tree. And Christmas Eve? It will be only two of us and the cat, and outside sparrows waiting for their crumbs. Merry Christmas to you. Merry Christmas to us. Copyright © Marie Neumann Pottsville, 12/6/2014 GROW assignment

Identity 2

My identity was stolen. I don't have any credit cards and I don't want them. They are for working class. I still have my passport with my picture in it, so I can travel. I make trips to the post office and grocery stores. I watch beautiful nature and skies and smile at people I can identify with. Well, I didn't find an original poem either, so I am making it up, but it isn't the same. It sucks. Copyright © Marie Neumann 1/13

A seagull

A seagull with white lines around its eyes is walking on a boardwalk in Atlantic City, U.S.A. It looks at me with one eye, then turns its head and I can see symmetrical lines around both eyes. “What a beautiful bird you are.” The bird stands still for a moment in front of casino her husband built for Ivanka, his wife. The seagull looks and then he trots on the boardwalk A connection was broken. Copyright © Marie Neumann Spring 2012