turning it around

turning it around

can produce

the greatest laughter

it can ef ef one

down a different path

skipping all the way

 

by mary ann blinkhorn

(ef ef equals fast forward)

cleaning the kitchen

i shall disperse

my pack rat tendencies

into a primary exterior

into a primary circle

let wet paper cups

leap onto dry napkins

awaiting peril

protecting one’s characters

solves nothing

by mary ann blinkhorn

 

honesty

honesty is not an illusion

or is it?

it’s a matter of perception, isn’t it

 

by mary ann blinkhorn

shining sculptures

i’ve been to a place

where dripless candles

think like shining sculptures

angry foreheads

left behind

 

by mary ann blinkhorn

the process

tie thick fog

to a chair

anchor the light

to paper

gems in a weighted pocket

make tender paperweights

 

by mary ann blinkhorn

the puzzle

i shake up the puzzle

smile

connect those pieces that awaken happiness

discard the rest

view the whole picture

constructed anew

pretend it’s not cardboard

 

by mary ann blinkhorn