For Brett: On His Birthday

I see your eyes teasing twinkle blue dancing light,
  or sparkle proud bright shiny wet 
    at the corners.
Your hands large, strong, busy building fences;
  and fingers thick, stiff, fish hook scarred
    with nails chewed short –
 rubbing my back and pulling me close.

Is it any wonder my heart swells
  like a tulip lifting its face to the sun
   and exploding orange red with happiness?



11 thoughts on “For Brett: On His Birthday

  1. You should like it! The imagery adds up to the mood of the piece and the speaker's tone is so vivid that I feel her exploding through the last three lines. Love the details about the hands, powerful.margo

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