Carnival of Oleanders

Carnival of Oleanders 
 

Your carnival mirror eyes

report your distorted view of me.

Yes, my shoes are much too big,

so why tie the laces together?

Ok… I know my flower

squirts you in the face, but

only when you touch it. Too bad

it only holds water. Perhaps

the next time you make me fall

I’ll crawl over and pick some lovely

white oleanders for my table. Then,

to make amends for my being

so clumsy, maybe I’ll invite you

to dinner and... oops!

--Wynne Huddleston’s poetry has been or will be published in the Birmingham Arts Journal, Raven Chronicles, The Stray Branch, THEMA, Camroc Press Review, Grandmother Earth XVII, Gemini Magazine, Emerald Tales, Waterways, From the Porch Swing, joyful!, The New Fairy Tales Anthology and others. Her website is http://wynnehuddleston.wordpress.com/