The Cake Poem [with commentary]
Red, yellow, orange green and blue
Balloons on a cake,
Candy covered mushrooms
(Red and white):
The cake sits in a window display
Waiting for the right child
To see and say:
“I wish it was my birthday!”
#1373 6/16/2006 (Commentary): written in Lima, Peru (prior to dusk), while waiting for my coffee at the Deli, “Wilton’s” in what is called ‘The Circle,’ area, by Miraflores, Lima, Peru. While drinking my coffee a woman with her two young boys lookedfrom the outside inlooked at the colorful cakes, with all there decorative items on top of them; the frosting hanging over the edges, the colorful items (toys); thus, life is made up of many moments, and the eye catches them, and the mind stores them for future time; I’m sure the boys will get reflective this evening while sleeping, reflective of those cakes while sleeping tonight, thus their subconscious will mold some dialogue for their parents tomorrow morning; in any case, this was one of those magical moments (plain as it may seem, that is what life is made up of: many plain magical moments); hence, this poem is plain ( but the cakes were not: and the two boys can attest to that). Dedicated to the Deli helper: Luisa
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