IF I HAD CARROTS ON SUNDAY
I would fill my bucket
with these fine orange sticks,
find a stable or a field of free-running horses
in wintertime, I would find
snowmen never before given noses,
make holes with my fist
into the middle of their faces
and jam in the orange stick
and give them the right to breathe
the fresh air we all crave
And
If that does not enlighten
I will find some seeing-eye dogs
whose masters have eye problems
and I will purée some carrots
and stuff their mouths full of the orange goop
until they see me making faces at them
That’s what I will do
if I had carrots on Sunday
Sure beats going to church on Sunday, doesn’t it?
Diana Raab, MFA, PhD, is a memoirist, poet, workshop leader, thought-leader and award-winning author of 13 books and editor of three anthologies. Her work has been widely published and anthologized. Her poems have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and The Best of the Net. She frequently speaks and writes on writing for healing and transformation. Her PhD in transpersonal psychology explored the healing and transformative powers of memoir writing.
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