©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson

Image: The Promenade by Marc Chagall

Hold me down when I feel flighty.
Lift me up when I’m earthbound.
When in doubt, just take a chance and
swing this partner round and round.

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson

Image: Between Heaven and Hell by Jacek Yerka

My kitchen is perched between heaven and hell,
but it leans in the latter direction.
The dishes I’m cooking are don’t ask, don’t tell
with abstaining the only protection.

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

image by Jose Francisco Morales on Unsplash

Sometimes we zag instead of zig
or zig when we should zag.
We go small, meaning to go big;
slide home, but miss the bag.

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

Photo by Robert Krčmar on Unsplash

I am yours and you are mine,
grown together on the vine
of life and love and days well spent,
formed and fed by blessings sent:

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

My favorite teacher told me in my youth:
“You’ll always be a leader; that’s your truth.”
This left me feeling special, even proud.
I’d often thought the same, though not out loud.

©2012 Susan Noyes Anderson

artwork by Simon Dewey

Dear child, you came into this world
and made the living sweet.
Right from the start, you owned each heart.
Your smile was bliss, complete.

©2010 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

I hope you’ll listen to my take
on how to find a mate.
My vision is unique and wise.
My counsel is first-rate.

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)

Photo by Danie Franco on Unsplash

My grandma always told me
attitude was everything.
Each point of view was mine to take:
my choice to sigh or sing.