Since I Fear Losing Reader(s)

Here is a little poem I did for my sister Jen's bday.  Just to whet your poetic appetite for April.*

A girl named Jen turned 29
When she woke up that morning everything felt fine
But by the end of the day she had an ache and a pain
She thought to herself "Will I ever be young and cute again?"
But her older sister came to her aid
With Alleve and makeup and said "Don't be afraid!
You can keep that young feeling through yoga and laughter."
And so the sisters lived happily ever after.

* Blog moving in April to www.poeticjabberwocky.blogspot.com. I think "followers" will be moved with the blog so there is some incentive to create a log in and become a follower.

Bye Bye Blog-tober

So as I said I am going to New Orleans this weekend. I am going not only for Halloween, but also for my sister's bachelorette party. This is going to be crazy fun because all 8 of us are dressing up as a version of Jennifer. In light of this excellent group Halloween theme (thanks to KK for the coordinated costume idea) I have decided to redo a subject that I have already written about this month: my sister Jennifer.

This one is a little different though, because it spells out what each of our costumes were. How fun to be able to dress as someone you know and love, and how cool to have 8 people walking around dressed as past, present, and future versions of you. Jen herself got to be "bridezilla." Good times!

Anyway, I think I owed a good longer length poem because honestly, I skimped on a few this month.

Jennifer

Jumper pajamas wearing a pillow on her head.
Embarrassing poop costume with a story she dreads.
No longer newlywed with her girly parts "closed."
'N plaid high school uniform with a little leg exposed.
In sorority shirt with a hangover after a night that was wild.
Filling maternity clothes when she is with child.
Evaluation Jen who tests and cares for students.
Raging bridezilla for fun, but she is actually quite prudent.

Jen

My sister Jen has been requesting that I cover her at some point this month.

I have tried to do this but there are many obstacles to accomplishing this task. First, her name is long. (I have solved this by using her nickname.) Second, even her nickname includes common letters for names (J and E) and it is hard to keep it creative and not use just, even, every and boring words like that.

But the real reason I have been putting her poem off is this: she is a difficult person to sum up in one poem. There are many wonderful, complicated layers to her and I was having trouble writing anything that did her justice. Peeling away those layers, like an onion, also makes me get a little teary.

Since there is no O for onion in Jen, this was the best I could do, abbreviated as it is.

Jen

Jaunty and supportive during your worst of days.
Energetically helping children whose problems amaze.
Nice, kind, and feminine without submitting to cliches.