There needs to be something said about the subtle nuances, the secret happenings that let you know you're falling for someone much later after the events have passed. Since it's around the 1 year anniversary where I met Jason (which was celebrated with a trip to the Hunter's Head Tavern, cider, and followed with the Naked Mt. Winery) I wanted to ( Read more... )

I saw the preview for the movie Elegy during Rachel Getting Married which is a depressing look at how stress and your sister being fresh out of rehab with her buried secrets and tension with members of your family about killing your little brother when she was high, is sure to just ruin your wedding day.

The initial pull of the movie was very ( Read more... )

Alison’s Garden

In Alison’s Garden a young boy lies.
His hands are pressed tightly against his eyes.
He counts aloud as seconds pass (one…two…),
his stocking absorbing the grass’s hue.

Alison waits behind a tree nearby.
Her light grey eyes reflect the cloudy sky.
She focuses her mind upon her plan
to try and catch a cricket in her hand.

She concentrates ( Read more... )

From yesterday's first library meeting, a poem

Library Meeting/Allegro

646 Sewing, clothing, personal living

Surrounded by women adorned in this year's 
most fashionable glasses, the meeting begins.
You can separate the Adults from the Young Adults
by the elders' preferences for lumberjack flannel and black cardigans.
The young favor argyle and band t ( Read more... )

Day #3 - I based this poem around a boy I was dating at the time. Our relationship was complicated and felt off in many things, but our passion for alcohol and the sexual tension was not among these things. This is an acrostic for those of you keeping track with poetic form.

In your company (with a bottle of wine)

Whether you tower or kneel ( Read more... )

In the spirit of the month of April, and with my friend Christina doing VEDA [Vlog Every Day in April] I've been inspired to participate in NaPoWriMo. This month, April, is National Poetry writing Month and I want to participate because I believe it will stretch my brain and get me to thinking about poetry again, though usually I take much longer ( Read more... )

Children grow like lightning.

Is magic or science, then,

why we age slowly?

A uniformed man,

walks by. His boots and smile make

the ground and I quake.

Reading “The Room” makes

me feel claustrophobic. The

World waits outside.

I fear I will wear

my second hand wedding dress

just for steampunk walks.

Well, not exactly. So many things have been looking up for me I can't contain it! There's an entire list but I can just go through in normal sentences. Christina got engaged to her boyfriend James over V-Day weekend. Apparently he proposed to her through a video game that they were playing together and she wrote and illustred at book for him called ( Read more... )

I'm going for a walk while on my break at work. I file this under the "Good Decisions" folder. It gives me an excuse to explore this trail I found near the Safeway.

New Years resolutions abound!

I am going to stop:

1) Talking about work: If it is my fate to be stuck in this limbo between being released, being moved to another department, or let go altogether then I will practice the saintly art of patience to the point that buddhist monks would be jealous of.

2) Talking about being afraid of my relationship with ( Read more... )