Page 65 - Wallingford Magazine Issue 54 Late Spring 2025

Our Poetic Where The Flowers Grow Walking Into The Dark

Town thoughts, like spider webs in my head, Tonight has a tiny light twinkling
I toss and tum in my bed,
from each window—a clear call
to take heart, to walk out bravely
books scattered on the floor,
without a cane, without a care
surely, there must be more
than words printed on the page,
through whatever dark
to tame my curious rage.
I awoke to morning's light swallows up the path ahead.
A little light is all I need
To observe within my sight, so I’ll proceed, continue
A hovering bee above a Sunflower, to seek my way when my days
a message from a higher power. are almost done, plus
Everything you need to know even should the light blink out
will be found even though I walk alone
where the flowers grow. I’ll be just fine because
I have a flashlight on my phone.
by John J. DeDominicis
by Lois Read

Where am I from?
Geographically, I am from Earth.
Move in closer, like from my birth: Aging Fun
It’s Manchester, Connecticur. Do you find it takes longer to get things done these days,
But, that’s not it. Unlike years ago? Are your thoughts lost in a haze?
I am from many states, Haue you found you cannot hear what others say?
grief, happiness, and anger that abates.
I am from me, If you still haue your hair, has it all turned gray?
and my experiences, you see. Or has it all fallen out, and your teeth, as well?
I work to learn from each, If you dare to kneel, are you obliged to yell
and the lesson they teach. As you cannot get up without some help?
Contentment is comfortable, At night, do you just lie in bed awake?
but not where we grow. Do your old bones inexplicably ache?
The lessons of life, Has your hand's grip become weak?
opportunities rife. At times, does your bladder leak?
Build and move me And do all your joints creak?
to my each new me. You hauen't lost your mind
Welcome home and welcome back.
But, don’t unpack. Your body is now in decline.
This is a continuous journey, No use in angry raging -
being and growing me. Accept it; you're aging!

by Robin Cotter-Swetz by Karen Jacobson Burnell

SEEDS
Between the Solstice and Equinox, at the halfway mark, when Spring draws near, time again to lay our path for the
coming year, to free it from obstacles, to make it clear!
As the cold, dampened earth germinates the seeds of renewal and re-birth, so we should plant the seeds of thought,
within our minds and hearts, of how we want our year to play-out.

These seeds will also begin to germinate, bursting-out our intent for the future we will create!
So bring to your table, the hearty seeds that are able to bring forth and inspire, with great abundance, that which
you most desire!

WOLF
by Sharon L'Heureux

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