Beach Poem

Vacation Poem

Son's college is Santa Cruz.

Mother heals purple bruise.

A vacation from the blues.

We're headed to Montreal, 

children in the car snooze.

Treasure time when we talk.

Days blur past on the clock

Eight days in the past year

Distance is too hard I fear.

I'm excited like a kid

girls not dis-bud or rid

safer for a farmer I guess

daughters at risk of mess.

Son's college is Santa Cruz

Mother heals every bruise.

A vacation from the blues.

We're headed to Montreal. 

Children in the car snooze.

Lion alone in the Arctic Sea

goats with beards are family 

seals eaten by polar bears

penguins find nature fair.

Mother lets children fly

praying they recall why

Poem and photographs copyright all rights reserved © Caroline Gerardo

Joy

Blue Jay Fly

Blue Jay Fly Poem

Pinnate compound leaves hold lamina arranged on a mid vein.
Ash trees in my garden struggle for life over photosynthesis.
Leaf torn from a petiole dies faster than a family together in pain.
Green perfumes of mint, thyme, and weeds without bitterness.

hear them?

see birds fly?

ask why?

Siblings support offspring with advice, worry, and care.
But what they need is fine example, water, and sunlight.
Every sunrise I share the rosary in whispered prayer.
Devoting to Mary the blue jay's call for clear foresight.

hear them?

see birds fly?

ask why?

Is there a day we stop worrying for our offspring?
I ask this, little bird as you eat peanuts and sing

copyright © Caroline Gerardo  August 24, 2018

Holy Fire

Holy Fire

Wildfire clouds

#Holyfire threats during the day 

less worrisome than red night sky

what do we put in the emergency go box?

Passports, photographs, artwork my children

created for Christmas, not much else fits.

Perhaps all we need is two outfits and 

the books, and art can be recreated. 

If I painted the eclipse once, 

I can repeat the

pattern, right?

California wild fires are not
caused by bad water management.
The Climate Changed, the heat index
has dried up old growth trees to make
the bark susceptible to beetles, disease
and death.

praying for fog tonight.
Update the arrested a man Forest Gordon Clark who by arson and mean
heart set the fire. From what I gather he's the guy who screamed at neighbors
daily for imagined faults. He has big signs about surveillance.
He burned his neighbor's homes.
Don't say he's crazy, that is easy,  he is a black heart.
I hope he goes somewhere the heat index drys him out.
I spent the last two days packing and moving, no sleep.




Caroline Gerardo copyright August 7th 2018

Review don't Worry He won't Get Far On Foot

 Don't Worry, He Won't Get Far on Foot

Disappointing is all I can say.

Gus Van Zant uses a mixed up timeline and the hair color of
characters to indicate a story. 
Tries to be funny with a cliche rich gay Jonah Hill in his 
living room of hideous heirlooms from his grandparents.
Tries to tackle recovery and addiction with reciting 
the AA 12 step program to happiness.
Tries to make us fall in love with Rooney Mara as
the nurse turned air stewardess. she's to fragile to 
believe her falling for a guy with a stinking hangover 
in a wheelchair.


Joaquin Phoenix's dialogue is awkward at best.
We want to like him as a hero but find ourselves
not caring much about the narrative.

I know it's based on a true story but is too heavy handed
on sentimentality, unsharpened humor and cliches.