your muddy copper eyes
sparkle
in spades
a kitchen romance
all warm
and feeling right at home
memories make their own
sort of splash
eloquence at an unremarkable glance
saut'ed on the surface
of your reaction to love's dispatch
yet no said kitchens stand remembered
in your past
you forge all future bonds
from mismatched ideals lent to you by
a broken and brutal man
your abusive, alcoholic step father
who beat into you a defiance of
circumstance that later would serve
you so well
and it was that which saved your valiant
soul
before the stage and proving ground
of all the world's attention
via of all things
a movie role
no less.........
( written Jan 22, 2007 415am)