Prefect Home
By: Mylinh Nguyen
One day a
bunch of people got together
a thinker, a dreamer, a lover, and
your very own big fat plumber
a thinker to explain complex schemes
a dreamer to do nothing but dream
a lover to add some spice, it so seems.
a plumber to fix ordinary things.
They all
got together for one mission:
to build the most perfect house one can dream
in their most prefect house, you can see a
beige cream wall filled with the most memories
like a
resort as you drift off at sleep,
another world is waiting for you to keep.
In the most prefect kitchen, where messes
are made. Kids eating cookies, ask for more.
Three stinky handprints all over the tile
counter. Peeping to see what’s for supper.
Saying grace, and seeing each other’s face
With cozy nights in front of the fire,
and enjoying a red lovely book,
your husband walks by and gives you a loving look.
bonding over
laughter and tickles as
the war
goes on. Kicking and screaming
asking for
help. A neighbors’ anxious knock
puts
everyone at rest. Ahhh quite at last.
The most
prefect home isn’t what’s inside
it, but
the people that are in it.
One day a bunch of people got together
a thinker, a dreamer, a lover and
plumber. Who all shared that same mission.
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This Most Perfect Hill
by Lisa Jarnot
On this most perfect
hill
with these most
perfect dogs
are these most perfect
people
and this most perfect
fog
In this most perfect
fog
that is the middle of
the sea
inside the perfect
middle of
the things inside that
swing
In this most perfect
rhyme
that takes up what it
sees,
with perfect shelter
from the
rain as perfect as can
be,
In this most perfect
day
at the apex of the sun
runs this most perfect
frog song that is
roiling
from the mud
In these most perfect
habits
of the waving of the
trees,
through this imperfect
language
rides a perfect
brilliancy.
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