Riding the Rails accepted - A couple of poems

Mad Greetings, Ruth:

Even the death of something can have beauty. Coffee, champagne, one
another, the end. It’s true madness. We can’t wait to share this with
our readers...

http://madswirl.com/short-stories/2018/12/riding-the-roads/

...and see what new madness you share this new year.

Tyler@MadSwirl

Super good news, as I had been rejected by many venues. 

RETURN TO SENDER

The ColoGuard arrived in a plain cardboard box box like porn
It sat on my red couch until I was ready to
view the directions online

No, I cried inside, it can't be this hard, it just can't be

Chances are I haven't a problem with my colon and won't need
a transectomy, a word I just made up

Mailman Dante will be here around 10 am
Take this box, please, I'll say,
and Happy Holidays, with many
easy, unstrained poops in the New Year.

ACTUALLY, it must be mailed UPS Ground. I spoke to Natasha in Madison Wisconsin.

So I drove over to Kremp Florist and mailed it back. 

https://press.barnesandnoble.com/   self publish

Just noticed this.

I write my friend Helene about once every three weeks.

MY WHITE PLASTIC DRYING RACK

Helene, I will consider this an

early birthday gift from your

days at Rydal Park. My new age

will be 73. The dish rags I sling

over the rack still fit my hands,

finger nails clipped on the back porch

so they'll blow away with the

December winds



Cloth napkins I dyed a rowdy purple

drying now as we chat, miles apart,

and of course all them socks I wear

brown, oatmeal, royal blue to protect

My diabetic toes from defeat



You and I, Helene, will never claim defeat

a friendship forever, Queen Helene.

***

A WINDY DAY AT MASONS MILL PARK

My it was cold

My it was windy

As we parked and alighted from the car

on this first day of winter, "l'hiver"

en francais



The winds blew our words away!

Half a year ago we'd lug our

folding chairs to this selfsame

park - Sunday night concerts -

where mini-Sarah and Dan

once played while I read a book

'neath cloudless blue skies



A creek rushed through the park

what a view!

Where was it going?

To wish my writer friends

A Merry Christmas and a

Happy New Year.

I SENT THIS TO FRIENDS AND RELATIVES WHO SENT ME LOVELY CARDS.