A sapphire is the birthstone of September, and it means clear thinking which we surely need for this busy month. The birth flowers are forget-me-not, morning glory and aster, all slightly on the wild side. And, staying on the crazy side …
people roll cans
down the aisles
bet on the arrival
of peaches or beans
laughter rushes
onto plastic shelving
tuna swims from my shopping-cart
to swing from a neon light
and tangle with cat-food
mobile under the ceiling
the butter-pile breaks, falls
and I am face down
amidst cold produce
my list wiped clean
by liquid soap
I slide through the checkout
with no groceries
and a pineapple hat
A Summer Father … Here is poetry … interweaving images culled from a wartime childhood with bittersweet memories of a “summer father”. Lynda Monahan