Monday Parker : Writing

Seventeen

Seventeen

A Poem by Monday Parker


It wasn’t the fact the kids stayed over I like it when they are here Our family feels whole Even though we are snugly packed in our ho..
Three hundred and Sixty-Five

Three hundred and Sixty-Five

A Poem by Monday Parker


For 365 days you have been my husband Yet, it feels like yesterday I walked Down the aisle to stand by your side 365 days ago Each one of those d..
Language Of Love

Language Of Love

A Poem by Monday Parker


I have never had anyone I felt more apart of There are pieces of you that fit me More than anyone ever has Not just been with, but..
 While you’re away

While you’re away

A Poem by Monday Parker


I miss your sleepy face Walking down the hallway in the Early morning Your golden-brown hair tousled Rubbing the slumber from your ..
Skirt in Oakland

Skirt in Oakland

A Poem by Monday Parker


For my ego
Seventy-Five Days

Seventy-Five Days

A Poem by Monday Parker


75 Days changed my life Uprooted is not the word More like replanted A forest of opportunities Seeds of hope I cant believe ho..
Waldo

Waldo

A Poem by Monday Parker


We found Waldo While promenading through the Wooded thick I explored this road And that one From canal To dead end First, I came across a vil..
Flowers

Flowers

A Poem by Monday Parker


He brings me flowers Bundles and bouquets of Pink and green arrangements In glass, hand painted vases He brings me flowers Just bec..
Can You Hear Me Now????

Can You Hear Me Now????

A Poem by Monday Parker


Bad Choices
Perfection

Perfection

A Poem by Monday Parker


I grew perfection in my womb An even blend of Me and him Blue eyes Red hair -his daddy’s color His wide alert stare Fo..