Do You Know You’re Three Today? 2012

Do You Know That You’re Three Today?

 

Do you know that you’re three today?

Three and free, you have inhabited

Planet Earth just twelve times three.

Not much really.

Eyes that look at us are yellow or

They’re black, depending

On your mood. You’ve grown.

You know a lot,

Developed fears, developed confidence

And habits, signals,

Even sound that sounds like words

Which we’ve begun to grasp.

You’re changing everyday.

And still we worry-

Are we doing what we ought to do?

What’s right for you?

You’re handsome, graceful, smart.

You give so much without a forethought

Or an effort.

Just to watch you makes us cry.

Happy Birthday Albert –

Even though

You’ve no

idea it is.

 

Do You Know You’re Three Today? 5.6.2012

Cat Book: Birthday Book;

Arlene Corwin

 

The Day The Princess Had A Baby 2012

The Day The Princess had A Baby*

New little princess;

Flags a-flying.

Sunshine, open windows,

Cats that went out and ate grass

And almost no snow left.

Seven degrees of centigrade.

It’s February.  Should be colder.

Ice that’s turning back into

A lake again and Princess cakes

Sold out in all the bakeries.

So many fine and subtle things,

Thought I.

Besides which, Lena Valkonen

Became a grandma Saturday:

A baby boy. Oh boy!  More joy.

And more to come.**

The Day The Princess Had A Baby 2.29.2012

Birthday Book; Special People, Special Occasions; Swedish Book;

Arlene Corwin

*Sweden’s Princess Victoria and Prince Daniel

**Inspired by an email received from my neighbor across the lake, Ingegerd Lorquist.

The subject of the letter was “wasn’t it a lovely day”.  It was poetry in itself.  I just made a few changes.

Always Nice To Couple 2012

Always Nice To Couple

 

It’s always nice to couple

On a birthday:

Easy going, slow to fire,

Maybe yes, maybe no.

Unsure and slow

With privileges undiscovered

By the young:

The privilege of backing down,

Breaking off.

The privilege of heeding

Intuition’s guide,

Needing nothing, really -

Knowing that no one will feel insulted

If the one or other stops;

And knowing

That the unexpected

Suddenly can ‘pop’,

The best cork

Of the best champagne

Because,

The laws of love and candor

Reign.

Happy Birthday!

 

Always Nice To Couple 2.8.2012

Circling Round Eros; Birthday Book;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

LOVING COUPLETS

2012

GOOD NOT TO BECOME A STAR

OR BE TOO POPULAR.

WHEN REACHING SEVENTY AND FOUR,

NO ONE, INCLUDING YOU,

THINKS BACK TO TWENTY-TWO,

YOUR PRIME,

GIRLS CHASING ALL THE TIME

WHILE BREAKING DOWN YOUR DOOR

TO GET A GLIMPSE OF YOU

ONCE MORE.

LUCKY FOR THE PLANET EARTH

TO HAVE TATTOOED

UPON ITS FACE

A KENT:

THE BEST OF VIKING’S RACE.

TO ALWAYS HAVE BEEN

LOVELY, QUIET, CLEVER KENT,

EVER PATIENT AND CONTENT,

CREATING THINGS FROM STICKS AND STONES,

NOT AFRAID TO BE ALONE,

HAPPY ON YOUR OWN,

CELEBRATING AN EVENT

OF TWENTY-SEVEN THOUSAND

AND TEN DAYS OF LIVING

IS THANKSGIVING OVERDUE.

HAPPY DAY OF BIRTH TO YOU!

♡♥♡♥♡♥♡

 

Loving Couplets 2.8.2012

Love Relationships; Birthday Book;

 Special People, Special Occasions;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eva Sixty-Five 2011

Eva Sixty-Five

 

This is a poem to flatter,

But to flatter with sincerity:

An oxymoron maybe;

For flattery is insincere

And this is praise to celebrate,

Perhaps exaggerate a tiny bit,

Because it’s fun and hard to find

The words that suit.

 

When your great grandmother was alive,

A woman who reached sixty-five

Was old, no longer in the game.

The frame that forms attractive you,

Seductive you,

Is strong and pretty,

Smart and witty,

Friendly, generous and kind.

Those around you find

They want things for you.

 

Younger looking, energetic,

Strong and pretty, sympathetic,

Friendly, generous and loyal

Eva un-renewable.

Everybody loves her.

 

She should know this

Cause she’s worth it!

 

Eva Sixty-Five 12.3.2011

Birthday Book; Special People, Special Occasions;

Arlene Corwin;

 

 

 

 

Old Girl 2011

                Old Girl

 

Love being seventy-seven.

Not a threat to anyone,

You hug, you flirt.

You’re not a threat! It’s great!

The essence is your circumstance,

Your circumstances essence.

 

Of course the vanities

Are there to work through.

(It’s still you,

And you’re not perfect.)

On the list of pros and cons

The pros win out.

 

One reads the obits.

It’s

A game:

Which year, which name,

How old this name became.

 

You try to find the oldest,

And you notice

Young ones.

It’s the mixture

That you learn from:

Paradigms.  You persevere.

The world is also older,

Answering to laws

Which parallel the laws

In your existence

Because

There is nothing close

As hand to lose.

The olds, the news: old hat,

The words old girl

Take on new meaning.

 

Old Girl 8.22.2011

Nature of & In Reality; Birth, Death & In Between II;

Circling Round Vanities; Birthday Book;

Arlene Corwin

 



Plusses Outweigh Minuses 2011

Plusses Outweigh Minuses

 

To save: the birthday poems.

Each year the birthday poem;

Each year the birthday.

Each

Just happy that a year is here

And so are you.

It doesn’t matter

That a new

ache and/or

Stiffness steals an hour

Of sleep.

The year means you can creep

Back into bed

Whenever you feel tired.

Each year; different freedom.

That, in opposition to the aches

That come.

Plus

Outweighing, no, outwitting

Minus.

 

Happy Birthday, dear.

 

© Plusses Outweigh MInuses 2.6.2011

Birthday Book;



Leaving Numbers Seven Five 2010

              Leaving Numbers Seven Five

I’m not supposed

To give it meaning;

Not supposed

To say what’s waiting

Round the corner,

Give or take twenty-five years.

No peer alludes to it; dear

Friends don’t mention it.

Alone in a neurosis

That the rest don’t share?

There is no sentiment there,

(though I once said that I’ll miss myself.)

The thought is hard to grasp –

It doesn’t want to feel –

Not real

For the moment.

© Leaving Magic Numbers Seven Five 11.4.2010

Birth,Death&InBetween; Birthday Book;

Arlene Corwin

Day After 2010

                 Day After

November nine; first snow.

You gave me yesterday to celebrate:

A birth date worth the wait,

To never underestimate.

Sun shone.

One tasted stardom

Which meets confidence meets courage

Which meet age and faith

In coming days unknown.

Nice!

© Day After 11.9.2010

Birthday Book;

Arlene Corwin

Looking At Sean Connery, Eighty 2010

 

Looking At Sean Connery, Eighty

 Looking at Sean Connery

(In magazines my sister in-law gives me)

I think, “Looking good!”

Then I think, “Perhaps that’s ‘cause he

Has a beard.

How easy when you’ve got a beard -

A moustache too.”

When I reach eighty,

Can I be a Connery,

Looking good as Sean?

Moustache, beard are out

(Not that I couldn’t grow one.)

Now to find that inner clout

To keep my world a stage,

Fool age

While wrinkle weighs down

Cheek, jaw, chin.

Fall back on

Substance,

Obvious. yes?

Birthday Book; Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Vanities;  Circling Round Time; Special People, Special Occasions;   Arlene Corwin

© Looking At Sean Connery Eighty 9.20.2010

 

 

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