You can wish in one hand, spit
in the other, see which one fills
up first. This was her stock reply,
usually in response to my brother’s
request for a tree house, speed boat,
snowmobile. Her eyes focused
on the page of a Perry Mason
mystery, cup of coffee in hand;
wisdom buried in cliché.
I listened closely to her voice;
loved the repetition of sound
in the words wish, spit, fills.
Author’s Comment: When I was a kid, I loved to hear people talk. I counted syllables, listened to the timing and rhythm of speech and admired words that rhymed. All this before I discovered my love of poetry!
Bio: Kelly DeMaegd is a Pushcart-nominated poet living in Sherrills Ford, NC. She has been published in Wild Goose Poetry Review, Vox Poetica and Your Daily Poem. She is also a regular contributor to Art of Poetry at the Hickory Museum of Art.