Monday, April 30, 2012

April Mosaic



APRIL MOSAIC

The sky above
a yellow glove

Two observe
mushrooms curve

Long spikey
slow slippery

25 spot
3 cake pops

Bee in the window is dead
Cat in the window turns head

Tree in bloom
Vast amounts of room

River has meanders
Table has treasures

Cake plate view
(coins from 1892)

Sugar bowl twinkles
Cut glass crinkles

Flow Blue plate
Butter dish weight

Carnival glass shimmers
Tools made many dinners

Shot glass -- small
Pitcher -- tall

Pike's Peaking
Hawk's eating

Stack of three
Plate of cheese

Powell winery
Spring's green finery

Birdhouse gourds hang 
April's gone...dang!

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Saturday, April 28, 2012

Attitude Adjustment

Le's Flaming Poo Poo Platter


ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT

Turns out
I didn't need the Venti Awake Tea
from Starbucks after all.
All I needed
was for Lynne Rossetto Kasper to say

Flaming Poo Poo Platter.

I laughed until I cried.
When I
caught my breath and
mopped my eyes
I no longer had a headache.

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Friday, April 27, 2012

Wise Investment


WISE INVESTMENT


I have never said this to you, but you were one of my inspirations in my life. You invested in me so much in fourth and fifth grade. I used to never talk outside of my house, but today, I want to be a confident person, confident in what I am saying and teaching. So, thank you for your investment.

Investment.
That’s what teaching is.
We invest in the future
and then lose the receipt
when we send students on
to the next grade
or the next level.

We rarely know what our shaping
of each of these lives
will result in.
But we are certain,
absolutely certain,
that each and every one of them
is worth the investment.

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Poetry Reading



POETRY READING

I am listening 
to the poet George Bilgere 
and imagining my first poetry reading, 
someday in the unknown future. 

I, too, will walk right up to people 
at the wine and cookies reception. 
I will introduce myself 
as the guest of honor and ask them 
about their interest in poetry. 

The first poem I read 
will be the one about the lucky day 
when I started a new roll of toilet paper 
in two different public restrooms. 

That was a day that started with 
strong tea 
and ended with 
salty French onion soup and 
a perfect 
strawberry 
tart. 

Just before the onion soup on that lucky day, 
I listened 
to the poet George Bilgere 
and imagined my first poetry reading, 
someday in the unknown future.


© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Area, Perimeter, Volume



AREA, PERIMETER, VOLUME

Gardens and fences
and new tile floors,
towers of blocks
and a bulletin board border.

Perimeter says "RIM"
and area is flat,
volume takes space...
I know all of that,

but keeping them straight
in my head is a problem:
square? cubic? units?
perimeter? area? volume?

Some day I'll grow up
and need carpet and tile,
frame art and fill boxes...
THEN this will be worthwhile!

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012



Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Cause and Effect



CAUSE AND EFFECT

Someone stole
my teacher.
They took my
favorite one.

She helped me 
patiently,
she was cheerful
and great fun.

She's replaced 
by a big
meany who is
giving me more work.

Do you think
this could have happened
'cause the class just went
berserk?

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012



Monday, April 23, 2012

Wacko



Iris in April?
Should be Memorial Day --
Seasons are wacko.

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012



Sunday, April 22, 2012

Treasures



Two generations, in a time-honored
Relay, passing the baton of
Existence --
All of the
Stuff which seems
Unremarkable, but which defined, made
Real, connected the
Elder runner to the past in the present. Now it all
Stands ready to meet a new future.

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Saturday, April 21, 2012

Rhubarb

Flickr Creative Commons photo by Janerc

RHUBARB

Such a waste.
Leaves the size of elephant ears
discarded.
All that plant energy
composted.

And what's saved?
The tart stringy stem.

When chewed raw,
sour enough to make a knot
where jaw
meets ear.

Stewed for hours
with shocking amounts of sugar,
served with ice cream.

Savor the flavor
of spring.

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Friday, April 20, 2012

Chant of the Computer-Weary

Flickr Creative Commons Photo by newfilm.dk

CHANT OF THE COMPUTER-WEARY

update
download
Internet
code

password
fire wire
USB
load

keyboard
network
charger cord
mouse

sunshine
fresh air
out of the
house

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Thursday, April 19, 2012

What To Do If You Are a Domino

Flickr Creative Commons photo by Tafkabecky

WHAT TO DO IF YOU ARE A DOMINO

          Think in
black and white.
Fan before each player.
Clack authoritatively on the table.
Demand order.

          When
used to stand awkwardly in long lines,
play along. Then
choose a random time to fall. 
Cause chaos.

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Wednesday, April 18, 2012

West on I-70

Flickr Creative Commons photo by Chedder

WEST ON I-70

The horizon circles me
like a coyote
warily
watchfully
remotely

The road shoots me
like an arrow
impassively
relentlessly
directly

Pikes Peak greets me
with a nod
discreetly
solemnly
distantly

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Song of Smart



SONG OF SMART
(inspired by Opening Minds, by Peter H. Johnston)


Smart is not a have / have not --
it grows.

Smart is not a can / can not --
it grows.

Increase and build and grow your smarts
Don't give up on the hard parts
Make a plan and plan on change
Risk mistakes -- they grow your brain, 'cause...

Smart is not a have / have not --
it grows.

Smart is not a can / can not --
it grows.

Smart takes work, don't get me wrong
And work builds brains, makes your mind strong
Work is fun, it makes you YOU
Become -- grow -- learn, it's what we do, 'cause...

Smart is not a have / have not --
it grows.

Smart is not a can / can not --
it grows.

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Monday, April 16, 2012

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Pardon My French



PARDON MY FRENCH

Do I parlez-vous Français?
Well, I really couldn't say.
I know that checkers are passé,
And what a fencer says: "Touché!"

Merci gives someone my thanks.
Money used to be called francs.
(Now they've euros at their banks).
Beyond these words, my mind's a blank.

No, wait! A lot is said "beaucoup,"
And ballerinas wear tutus.
When you're mad, shout, "Sacrebleu!"
That's enough of French -- "Mon Dieu!"

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Saturday, April 14, 2012

Found Poem



For a moment,
everything was clear,
and when that happens
you see that the world
is barely
there
at all.

Don't we all secretly know this?

It's a perfectly balanced mechanism
of shouts and echoes

pretending to be wheels and cogs,

a dreamclock
chiming beneath a mystery-glass we call life.

Behind it?
Below it and around it?
Chaos, storms.
Men with hammers,
men with knives,
men with guns.
Women who twist
what they cannot dominate
and belittle
what they cannot understand.

A universe of horror and loss
surrounding a single lighted stage
where mortals dance
in defiance
of
the
dark.


by Steven King
Scribner, 2011
p. 615-616


Friday, April 13, 2012

Cake Pop Haiku -- Cake-ku



CAKE-KU

Planet on a stick,
I orbit, hungry --
a drooling comet.

© Mary Lee Hahn

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Declaration


DECLARATION

I
am sky,

background
for your silhouette.

We
are trees,

earthbound
artists of form and substance.


© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Childhood




CHILDHOOD

Scab -- pick it.
Booger -- flick it.

Penny -- find it.
Kite string -- wind it.

Horse -- pretend it.
Fort -- defend it.

Snowball -- throw it.
Marigold -- grow it.

Happiness -- scream it.
The future -- dream it.

© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012



Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Why Tai Chi?



WHY TAI CHI?

Tai Chi is a deliberate dance,
both solitary and in tandem.

It is a chorus
sung with body instead of voice.

You are rooted
to the floor,
yet bending
in invisible wind.

Begun with a mind full,
you end mindful:

self
moment
movement
calm


© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012


Monday, April 9, 2012

Look Down



LOOK DOWN

Tree stump and mushrooms --
two speckled brown and gold discs.
Forest floor surprise.


© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Birthday Cake--A Poem in Five Voices


BIRTHDAY CAKE 

Measuring Spoons 
Our advice? 
Be precise. 

Kitchen Aid 
I stand… 
I mix, blend, 
whip, stir, knead… 
at your command. 

Cake Pans 
We’re fickle. 
Three layers stick 
whenever we pick. 

Violets on the Windowsill 
We choose 
purple for our blooms. 
You make the air go blue 
because of what the pans decided to do. 

Table 
Come sit. 
Unwind. 
Write a bit. 
Find 
the humor in all of it. 
Be resigned, 
start again. Don’t quit.


© Mary Lee Hahn, 2012