Friday, November 7, 2014

Wonderland- A Look Back

Alice knew
of a time when reason 
wouldn’t stop her
from escaping
into the cold black night.
Far from
should have
and know better
because those pricks
loved to spoil her fun.

Often they trailed behind
there would be hell to pay
for this, that and the other.

Prompting her to
run even farther
and resolve
that this time
she’d make it
to someplace better.

© Connie DeDona 11-7-14

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Liebling- Bei Mir Bist Du Schoen

Darling, I want to say I love you
but the words dodge my lips.
Unlike the sunrise, pinkish orange
skirting the Gunk’s
or the wind
swirling yellow-brown leaves
across the green carpet below.

And again
as we dance to a slow mambo
exploring our warm, wondrous curves and folds
the way grown-ups do.
Our inner fires smoldering
as we reflect on the growth of the knotty pine
and the ever-changing outdoor pageant.

Your chocolate brown eyes
celebrate dawn’s early trek
value the moments we share together
and the remaining red and yellow leaves
as the orange and black winged monarch snacks
on its flight to Mexico.
As we worship the violet sky,
and a single buck among the white tails
eats his way across the lawn.

I want to say I love you
when you hold me
and Time bows at our feet.
And again later,
when we whisper our thanks to the gods
that watch rapt from above.

© Connie DeDona 11-02-14

Friday, August 29, 2014

Thursday, July 24, 2014


The road
bulges gray, cynical and dusty.
Spent by sugary
cake eating denizens
spreading the good news.
By archaic beliefs
pious cloth.
(Remember to wash before wearing.)
By hell-fire fans
down at the local Dollar store
derelict pennies
who  roar once more
over the obsolete
Five and Dime.