Saturday, June 05, 2010

The Family Her String Quartet

Striding into the home
they have been happy in
for the seven years
since she stormed out
she picks up her bow
and with an imperious nod
tries to rush them
into a march of her design
but they stubbornly hold to
the freeform jazz
they had delighted in
while she was away.

Previously published in Aireings


angie said...

I simply love this -- gave me a smile this morning!

Anonymous said...

This made me laugh -- it sounds like my older sister.