Written for and dedicated to my beautifully brazen sister  Hope....  (no, I didn't really teach you everything you know.... some things just come with the pod!  I love you!)


Sassafras Bitch

To women she’s all brazen hussy
Playing ways that raise most brows
A tough nut with all that sass, she
Gambles men as mere distractions

A simple “How was your day dear?”
Seems soaked with innuendo….
Brings scrawled images of pretty women
Tied in his silk and toppling heels

Sugar coated moxie, armor for her heart
Mardi Gras mask stained by beads of sweat
Her brassy smile leaves her eyes behind
Tossing that hollow laugh as her dare

She hoards the world’s far corners
Street smarts drawn in her wily way
Leaves them prostrate at her feet, yet
She gladly sheds them on a dime

Men fooled they have what she needs
Emboldened hearts, minds, guts and groins
Overblown sizes grow to shrunken heads
Yet still swear they know what makes her tick

She tumbles a cool cat; his brandished confidence
Jealous snipes try to collar her elusive back,
Falling on deaf ears attuned to his finger’s crook
Desperate pleas losing to a howling tempest…

Screeching Bitch, her laughter tangled in his nine tails.

All Rights Reserved  ©2005  Diane Anjoue

Dedicated to my loving husband, Scott and thirteen full rewarding years of marriage and two brilliantly talented sons Alex and Aidan, who emulate and imitate him so...

The Wonder of Us

Sands of time,
hourglass grains,
powerfully
fused and impressed
through
eventuality…

Happenstance,
nature’s
phenomenon,
created aforetime…
Lightning evanescent
collides
with sandy shore.

Miraculous Original;
deep-seated,
consequent…
God's own work of art.

An inception;
tangible yet
guarded….
Abeyant of deception’s
whirlwinds;
howling, tearing…

One far off
day away,
A masterpiece,
exhumed, evoked~
God's own
design.

The mark
double-struck;
lightning inerrant.
Exhibit
penultimate…
the wonder of us.

Once...
creating and
Twice...
Captivating;
ambrosial and infinite.

Afore,
dreamscape cache...
Straight away,
dusting sand from
our hair,
the adventure
awaits!

All Rights Reserved  ©2005  Diane Anjoue