POEM: STRING & WING THEORY

Particles and strings
and crow's flapping wings
Create all the illusion of which we sing
Sunsets and golden oak trees ...
Crying babies and war and disease

Wake up and see we are all One
Wake up to the reality that ascension has begun
-Cronin Detzz

Poem: Possessions

An egg timer set to detonate in three minutes
Aromatic roses decaying in the sunshine
Pearls and flowery teacups and pinky fingers

Black and white photo of a vibrant husband
The American flag folded into a crisp triangle
Silver urn on the mantle holds what remains

Mahjong tiles and a ceramic rooster Kitchen gadgets from QVC that she never uses
A recipe card holder hermetically seals her coffee cake instructions
Tupperware lids and gravy boats set sail

Memories crocheted into afghans
Carefully
A mantra for every seam in her cross stitches, "She's going to love this"
Denying her possessions could define her
- Cronin Detzz