Monday, August 11, 2014

A Box of Old Barbies

My Barbies have been in a box for a very long time.
I didn't share them with my little sister.
My daughters were not allowed to play.
I finally have seen the light,
and so will they today.
I'm opening the box
to let my granddaughter play.
What good are Barbies in a box?
They should be naked on the floor.
To redress them is not a chore.
Little fingers should comb their hair,
and drag them with her everywhere.

By:  Paula Dean Nevison

Saturday, August 9, 2014

My Laundry Routine

Laundry is an all day Saturday thing.
During the school year,
the uniforms must be washed during the week.

I get up early and sort the clothes
into multiple piles according to their colors.
Laundry is an all day Saturday thing.

In the summer, laundry is once a week.
However, there is more laundry to do
during the school year.

Tuesday nights and Thursday nights,
khaki pants and light blue school shirts,
the uniforms must be washed during the week.

By:  Paula Dean Nevison

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Hats Off to My Daughter

My daughter thinks she's fat, but
because she's a few inches taller,
even though she weighs more than me,
she is one size smaller.

One size is not enough for her.
She wants to be at least two.
Probably ten pounds
is all she'll need to loose.

She told me what she wants to eat
for lunch while she's at school.
We also discussed breakfast.
Some protein is my rule.

She's wants to walk each day
when she gets off the bus.
She knows eating less will help,
but exercise is a must.

I don't think she needs to loose
any weight at all.
She is perfect as she is,
size eight at six feet tall.

But as long as she eats healthy foods,
and is drinking lots of water,
if she wants to walk the crazy dog,
then hats off to my daughter.

By:  Paula Dean Nevison

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Seagull Cinephiles

The flock swoops down and around
scanning the crowd and parking lot ground
for bits of discarded popcorn and treats.
After their circling completes, they perch again,
and wait for when the next crowd leaves.

Seagulls line the top edge of our cinema.
A special adaptation of a lower leg claw
enables them to sit and roost on high ledges
without being blown off. They wait
for litterbugs to provide for their fledges.

They are clever. They learn and remember.
They are carnivores, and scavengers,
opportunistic highly adaptable feeders.
They are our garbage men with wings
waiting for edibles somebody flings.

Their practice of kleptoparasitism
works both with whales and human beings.
They thrive by the sea, and in the city.
But are these cinephile city birds,
or just junk food addict converts? 

By:  Paula Dean Nevison

Monday, August 4, 2014

Heron

A heron on the deck
watching me watching it.
Keeping his distance,
yet trying not to be too far away.
Send the kids in for some bread.
I see him nod his head.

By:  Paula Dean Nevison

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Friday, August 1, 2014

School Uniforms

Get up in the morning and you know what to wear.
Just throw it on and go.

Speaking as a mom of four children
(two girls and two boys),

I like school uniforms.

No more
“I don't have anything to wear!” or
“How come you didn't wash my....”
No more
buying specific requested clothes
that when worn the very first time to school
received a disparaging look, or bad review,
and now can't ever be worn again.

Individuality does not depend on clothes.

I like school uniforms.

I only buy two per child,
and wash them twice a week,
Tuesday and Thursday night.
The one worn on Friday
gets washed with the Saturday loads.
It's not complicated, or expensive.
It's saves a lot of grief.

I like school uniforms.