Sunday Best Words Come Strolling Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Mary Angela Douglas

Little Rock, Arkansas United States of America

Sunday Best Words Come Strolling

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Sunday best words come strolling
twirling their parasols.
inside they are pink-cheeked with excitement

one second before Christmas
they'll burst from a garden
rife with mignonette
crowded with antique roses and with hyacinths

oh we were just in the neighborhood
coolly they'll insist.
we thought we'd drop by with dreamy blancmange.
how large the moon looms in their eyes
though they pretend otherwise.

but something gives them away.
a little silver raveling out of a pocket
a little gold dust on the floor where they
were standing a little out of the way
with their velveteen shadows with

wishes suddenly coming true by the bunches.
or there's an apricot tinge to their sky.
a cerise valentine offered, shyly.

call me old fashioned. I like them.
I like them a lot.
with or without doilies.

resplendent on the Avenue.
flared out with an extra crinoline or two.
out racketing the bluebirds and
it isn't even spring yet.

wearing a peach cummerbund can't you imagine it?
their pockets stuffed with caramels double wrapped
in jewel toned foils.
my best friends in all the world the world

they whirl and whirl so happy on the sidewalk after Church,
my Sunday best words...

mary angela douglas 15 march 2014

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mohammad Skati 24 August 2014

Words are great thoughts. A pretty poem.

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Mary Angela Douglas

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