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Bubbi, grandmom of my friend Elayne­,
Was like a Bubbi to me;
She baked wonderful birthday cakes.
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Prana flows through me like springtime,
Prussian blue glass jewels the coral sand.
I discover a life to claim as mine,
In a space of grace beyond time.
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Jukebox rocks, two dozen hardworking dusty men,
Bent elbows lean, Gold liquid flows
Glass rises, lit cigarettes talk.
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A full moon shone like a silver saucer.
The moonlight cut through the bedroom venetian blinds, appearing as steps to heaven.

Suddenly, my head was filled with howling sounds.
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By joan Reese

Be afraid, be very afraid!
Dressed in black,
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My home away from home
My seaside place,
Twice the size of my everyday space.
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joan reese Biography

At the age of 24, the author moved from Philadelphia to New York City to attend The School of Visual Arts, majoring in art and writing. She performs her poems in public; she appeared on "Uniquely You" Manhattan Cable access. Her poems have appeared in several journals and publications. Joan Reese's blog-http: //joanreesearts.blogspot.com " New York City Artist, " features her paintings, photography, video and poetry. Ms. Reese loves to include other creative artists and writers on her blog and share their links. Fine Arts America represents Joan Reese's artwork. View her creations: http: //joan-reese.artistwebsites.com/index.html)

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Bubbi

Bubbi, grandmom of my friend Elayne­,
Was like a Bubbi to me;
She baked wonderful birthday cakes.

Four layers high, ivory icing,
Dainty red roses, coconut flakes,
A divine cake with a delicious almond taste.

Bubbi, fullfigured, ­stood five feet high,
Genuine smile adorned her sweet face,
Bubbi's kindness, sweeter than a lullaby.

My kissed fingertip touched the Mezuzah
Nailed to the frame of Elayne's door.
Who would let me in? Bubbi!

'Happy Birthday, 'she sang,
Soft arms wrapped around me.
Never had I been held so close!

My body stiffened
Lifeless as the silver Madonna
That hung from my neck.

Elayne sang Happy Birthday,
Holding the cake Bubbi had baked,
Tears welled up in my eyes.

Bubbi's words, 'Don't forget to make
A special wish, a sweet girl like you,
Your birthday wish will come true.

'Take your cake home!
Before you go to the matinee.
Cut the cake with your family tonight.'

Returned home later
To find my birthday cake half eaten,
Without candles or song.

I remembered the warmth of Bubbi's embrace.

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Timothy Knight-hill 09 August 2015

Brilliant artist in every since of the word

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