Peacock-O-My-Eye
The room was pink. It was not a watered down version, a pastel tribute to its former glory, nor was it a Pepto-pink. It was a hot, hot pink that could drive a person crazy when sitting on the throne. But no one in the kingdom could change the color, for it had been there since the beginning. But then the peacock came and as she twirled about the room the other colors became less important, for she had already asked the question: what if…
Under the Merry-Go-Round
She dreamed of roller coasters, up and down, and they were thrilling. A Merry goes ‘round and ‘round, and that is reassuring. Merrys offer a chance to grab the brass ring for a free ride. A free ride to where? Is it a free ride to more? Perhaps it was time to ask: what if…
Merry-Go-Round-Go-Round
It’s not a carousel, per se, yet it goes ‘round and ‘round, as if to say “I’m merry, just not upon the ground.” It has a top that is a carousel, and indeed it does go ‘round, but the chairs are still suspended and they’re far above the ground. Although she could not name the thing, she dreamed she’d slide into a chair and ask: what if…
Kat’s Transition
Kat was not of this world, even when she WAS. She was bright and creative and oh so full of questions. Then one night she changed and in place of her was this. Was it a fitting tribute? I think not, but it’s all I have to offer by way of explaining. The transition is complete, but the question remains: what if…
Smith-So-Neon
Muse-e-e-Um; it is a point of reference to our past; a space where we may look at art; an area where we may gather to think great things; a spot in time, no more, no less. But most of all, a place to ask: what if…
No Room 4 Hate
1692 was a very good year for HATE in a place called Salem. It was believed that young girls were so powerful that they could evoke evil. It was all around them in the eyes of the villagers. EVIL and HATE are four letter words of the worst kind; it was several centuries before the still standing village of Salem could ask: what if…
I Pine 4 You
The earth is ours. She is our food, our shelter, our comfort, our spirit. She is our deliverance and our salvation. And yet, we sulk, we brood, and we languish in our made-up miseries, when all we have to do is ask: what if…
Mother In Waiting
Once she was at sea, a mascot of the waves, pointing out problems and solving them before we even noticed. She watched over the ship and its crew with a hand to her breast, as easy as tending to newborn love. But that was long ago, and now she is back in the forest where she is born, waiting for a new mission and asking: what if…
Oh Mother!
Oh Mother, OM! You are earth; you are sky; you are water; you are OM! You are sacred; you are chants; you are chance; you are the very beating of my heart. Oh, Mother, you are the reason that I am able to ask: what if…
A Peacock’s Tale
A peacock is nothing without a tale, right? But don’t be so quick to think you know it all, the peacock’s tale. A creature who can eat the most poisonous of plants, yet live to tell a tale that is long and multi-cultured. It is a tale of eternal life and resurrection. It is a ray of sunlight that changes color each time you turn the feather. So, hold it up, my friend, and dare to ask: what if…
May Day! May Day!
Hooray, hooray, the first of May, when outside games begin today. So said my friend of long ago, when our days stretched out forever. The Springs were long and Summers even longer. We rode helicopters in the sky, across the Bay and down the coast. We drank too much and made the most of ribbons ‘round a pole. But we had time to talk and play, and time to ask: what if…
There’s a Coyote in My Garden
He came in the morning. He was scraggly and scratchy and old. He lay down in the garden next to the tomatoes and he did not move. He did not chase the squirrels, nor did he look in the direction of the birds, for they had disappeared in honor of his visit. He was old and perhaps his best days were behind him. Then he looked at me through the window with the most amazing eyes, like those of a weary wanderer and I longed to speak to him, if just to ask: what if…
