Confessions of a Logophile


 How to Capture Happiness and Make It Last for AML


Squeeze tightly hands and face                            pray always using hands, on knees

As if by osmosis will my blood to dance

Sing because I am holding happiness

Weave our stories together baskets

Tapestries, quilt our lives in cotton canvas                        (use strong thread, sharp needles,

With the sea and your smell trapped in                        vibrant colours)

Layers of fibres that make chords to tie me

To you and you to me tight tight

With space enough for growth and life

Laughter and the teeth of many mouths

Many smiles I have captured in my eyes

In my hands in my mouth for the pot

For your mouth we share all chili cumin

Coriander cardamom cinnamon cloves                        a life in spice, in flavours, in joy

Seared into skin and fingertips branding

By scent and love and fire the pages of

My recipe book splattered with me                                    there is no book like memory

Splattered with you happiness captured

In meals in the lines on your face in mine            (my lines recording happiness,

I have it well saved stored cachéd to splash            recording you)

On skin like favourite perfume and dance

Sing because I have forever happiness captured                         Come share, come

I will hold it squeeze it tight tight for it is mine.            celebrate with me!           

 

 

 

 

October 20, 2008 MBSM