October 2017
Donna Reis
freshpoetry@earthlink.net
freshpoetry@earthlink.net
I live in the Hudson Valley with my husband, musician and composer, Tom Miller. I'm happily retired from teaching Special Education, and spend my days doing what I love: writing, quilting and gardening. My debut poetry collection, No Passing Zone, was published in December, 2012 by Deerbrook Editions. Recently, my poems have appeared in OxMag, Evening Street Review and the e-zine, www.thefuriousgazelle.com. For more information please visit my website: www.donnareis.com.
How Do You Like Them Apples, or Stick that in your pipe & smoke it, were often tacked on or extra punctuation. Other mothers might ask, When are you gonna wake-up, & fly right, while mine said, When are you gonna wake-up, & DIE right? To save me from vanity, moments of satisfaction were met with: Get off your high horse, or Well, aren't you just the bee's knees? Compliments were doled out only when hell froze over. But mostly I let her locution roll off my back, because I had a brain like a sieve & would have lost my head if it wasn't screwed on tight, while Mother dabbled in idioms with artistry. Her best tumbled off her tongue whenever my father or I made a suggestion, Why don't I do heaps of shit wonders?! |
©2017 Donna Reis
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