Margaret Roncone… I’m Still Dreaming of your Birthday

 

I’m Still Dreaming of your Birthday

empty flower vases,
burnt cake,
useless gifts wrapped in old

newsprint

I could have done so much better

have no excuse,

except for childhood memories
hanging like rat traps

from my fingers,

we are heavy souls
made heavier

with the past;

I walk through cold streams
trying to wake myself.

 

Margaret Roncone was born in Rochester N.Y., found her hearthome in Seattle. Wrote poetry in high school and was encouraged by a lay teacher surrounded by a swarm of nuns. Finds inspiration in frequent bus rides; hosts an open mic in Uptown.

Copyright © 2016 by Margaret Roncone

 

 

 

 

 

 

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