In honor of Mother’s Day I offer these two Dream Poems (lightly edited dream reports) for your reading pleasure:

The Flow

It’s Mothers Day.

Really? Okay.

And my boss is selling gift certificates.

Great deal! Just $25 each. Think of all the ways to pamper mom

That will buy. I buy one for a mother I know, then regret it? Regret

The outlay of cash. Regret the generous urge.

And then, another friend, a mother, too,

Hands me a gift certificate just like it!

How generous of her! How uncomfortable for me!

I have nothing to give back. I didn’t buy her anything.

Maybe I can just accept the flow. The generosity of mothers?

The unequal give and take that adds up

To good for all?

Sign of Love

A boy runs toward me

Hands folded against his left hip,

In the shape of a sideways V

Someone tells me this is the sign of love and respect

From child, for parent.