The sun again
brings morning with its yearnings
and memorized assignments
Midday you splash your face, go on
Remembering
Here's a doodle, can you make a dragon?
Now take these frayed unmatching seams and make your life
bound by hours, shifting light
Watching
Some with their neat pins
holding their plans together
until after tedious effort
the recognizable garment emerges
in some admired style
Suspecting
Your own can't be determined yet
deviating as it must from the pattern
shaping itself unpinned, unsmoothed
along the overlapping boundaries of day
Kathleen Dunn De Mers lives in upstate New York, and has covertly written poetry and stories since the days when they provided a way to tune out middle school. She has since watched her children emerge from high school and is now turning some of her recent work loose.