Little Vines 11/18/20

New Little Vines. Here is this week’s array.

I plan to keep doing Little Vines in 2021. I just really like doing them.

4444.
The bald yawning grandfather
the clock just struck twelve midnight
eats a bowl of ice cream in his sock feet
before bed

4445.
I saw cherries
lined up on the tree branches
a jackpot of future pies

4446.
always second best
the sequel
rails at being misunderstood

4447.
the truth starts looking
to employ someone else
when it catches sight of you

4448.
the four-leaf clover
not a paltry quartet sawing out just-getting-by tunes
but an orchestra’s worth of good luck and prosperity

4449.
the idol speculates
reaching no conclusions
Why would anyone think to bring me an offering of asparagus?

4450.
reflected in the toolbox lid
the frown
of a person looking for the screwdriver she left at home

4451.
my stomach twisted in knots
I endure
the uptight twirl of rotten luck

4452.
overcome by too-long day in the hot sun
the statue faints on top of her fountain
a rainbow forms in the diverted spray

4453.
she employs a
floating vegetation kind of
drifty waterlogged style of
explaining things

4454.
the wind waxing tweed
the sun waning seersucker
the year moves. the season turns.

4455.
Last night I dreamed of a splinter in my finger
This morning I was impaled by a falling tree branch
I guess I can’t say I wasn’t warned

4456.
Archaeologist:
I hear the hum of the scribes
taking down the thoughts of humans in the street –
a choir of letter-writers singing on clay tablets

4457.
the antique wife
the callow mistress
passing on the dusty city sidewalk

4458.
my biggest fear:
in these desk drawers
I’ll find what I am searching for

4459.
She was a vision of cold as cold as can be
waiting for me under the wilting trees
the answer is yes, yes, she told me

4460.
she showed plenty of teeth
she said come on let’s get married
and she laughed out loud her inky smoldering joy

10 thoughts on “Little Vines 11/18/20

  1. Please keep doing them! So many here that made me smile. I love 4449 especially. I’ve wondered that myself about many gifts I’ve received. But asparagus would be ok in my case. (K)

  2. Yes, I love asparagus myself, now that I learned in adulthood you can buy it fresh! My mother only offered us canned asparagus which is not good at all, and I don’t think I ate fresh cooked until I was an adult. I am a fan now.

  3. My favourite was #4453. I of course never would have thought of this description of this kind of behaviour/person but your description is something I could identify from interactions from others. Also, if I was an idol, I would be totally on board with receiving asparagus so long as they were either raw, so I could cook them, or perfectly cooked. No soggy, floppy asparagus or Idol-me might just curse the person. On a related food note (I am now realising I am hungry!), I loved the LV about the cherries and the promise of future pies.

  4. Beets. Another vegetable I only knew from cans until I was adult. Another veg I hated until I ate it from fresh. Yes, definitely a 50’s 60’s thing. My mother swore by how much better canned and frozen vegetables were.

  5. Asparagus is so much better than its canned version lets it be – I think of spinach and beets as others in this category. I would like a cherry pie, yes, right now!

  6. I can remember sitting at the table crying, because I was not allowed to leave until I had eaten three bites of the slimy little stalks. Ugh. It’s awful. Nothing like fresh.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s