Poems by Sideways Fertilda, and Brown plastic goat
It was a warm, sunny day.
But I forgot,
that it wasn't warm,
and there was no rabbit.
—Sideways Fertilda, February 27, 2023
Relationship
There once was a twosome
(a rosebud)
a bulb
That fell into a sac
and became a daffodil.
But that's not the way it really happened.
—Sideways Fertilda, January 21, 2024
Brown plastic goat. (picture blurry as he is very shy)
A Streak
I caught a streak of illumination, cast
fully from glass along the short edge of my pillow.
Parallel light, darkness and illumination.
It dawned on us.
The elderly beginning.
The enduring friendship of the false
and the real light.
—Brown plastic goat, May 20, 2025
