Where Had We Been All Our Lives

 

Photo © 2024 Jennifer Wagner

 

Before the key did its magic,

 

it was like

we were only breathing,

 

nothing more.

 

Two-dimensional

sleeping

 

inside a dream.

 

Blank space

 

until the kiss

of home

 

opened the door.

 

 

© 2024 Jennifer Wagner

 

 

The Word Garden Word List

 

I was also inspired by dVerse:  Poetry in Liminal Spaces, but I’m too late for the link.

 

Photo:  a wall someplace in Arizona.

 

Saturday Morning Cartoons (with Oreos and Milk)

A father wakes up

before everybody else

and sets the world whistling.

Except on Saturday,

when he's supposed to get to sleep in,

but you jump on his belly

and pry his eyes open

to watch cartoons with you.

He doesn't mind, though,

because you're his.

© 2015 Jennifer Wagner

For my daddy.

Dad, remember Oreos and milk for breakfast with Saturday morning cartoons? I do. Good times. :)

And for Poets United: The Poetry Pantry

Estuary

Conifers and

salmon,

seagrass and

shellfish—

where fresh

meets salt,

where the tide

meets the river

in a cocktail

of creation;

a symphony,

if you will,

of the Conductor’s hand

who sets the tempo

and shapes the Sound

I live in.

© 2014 Jennifer Wagner

For Poetry Jam:  Where You’re At.  Peggy has asked us to write about where we live.  I live in Puget Sound, a beautiful estuary region in Washington State.