I got a mention at Muses and Metaphor 2012 !!
You could paint the stars
to find God, but it’s already been done.
Close your eyes and tell me what you see, Vincent.
(b. March 30, 1853)
Even if your dishes match,
dinner may not satisfy.
Prepare a meal with love,
eat from your lover’s hand.
You will have enough.
My mother waited for the end time
until she found hers, always believing
she was ready.
When death came,
she fought to stay.
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