Metaphoric Poetry

My Life in Metaphors

The sweet Charlie Brown tree
With few white pom poms
Now browned

Just outside my bedroom window
BROKEN

The window 

that opens to the street
EXPOSED 

Shades pulled down
CONFINING

A stolen line from a Dustyvsong

"I ponder my resistance" 

The mental effort
A lesson to be learned
Consider  the metaphor
PAINFUL

I hear Ellen Curley
She calls out my name
Across the rivers
The East River
The Hudson
She beckons me

"Ann Marie ! Ann Marie !"
Opened palms
She claps them
Imploring,
"Close the book!!!"