Pink And Blue The Birthday Party Maze Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Pink and blue the birthday party maze
Sunlit are the arbors where
The children play games in the sunlight
While the grownups watch from lawn chairs
Sipping their minted iced tea, with its pitcher
Full of lemon wedges pour again my heart thirsts
To remember this
And in the painting of the moment's reflection
We see mirrored a future where
Wild strawberries grow over the maze in which
The grown children were turning and spires on the horizon shift
The stage mechanism the clouds fade the scene fades out to pearl as if we were shifted to the underside of the world
Was it all a dream the grown children murmur not yet grown into their
majority
And for the refurbished stars in Heaven angels will come out
To mend again when we with secret weeping depart the Garden
In the maze we may call life again
When the pastels reemerge
And the sunlight dapples the lemon grass
The child in your soul at festivals again
The earth gleaming
And so, oh my friends, redeemed
the clouds hung out on the clothesline to air dry.
mary angela douglas 6 june 2024