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Poetry Month Day 5 - Not Great
Oh my god, honey, I am so sorry.
The meeting was totally interminable
and didn't get it back on time.
My brother borrowed my car
when I'm this tardy.
I know, boss.
I understand that you have to mark me absent
and traffic was just awful.
I promise it won't happen again.
Yes, professor,
She was totally worth it. -
Poetry Month Day 4 - Liminal Entrapment
snared
awake
between
asleep
thoughts
halved
muzzled
unleashed
desire
creates
delicious
confusion
conflation
confabulation
Why didn't I set a goddamn alarm? -
Poetry Month Day 3 - Advice You Can't Use
No one will teach you ( Read more... ) -
Poetry Month Day 2 - When the Sun Sets
I left you there, lover,
tangled in tattered sheets,
naked skin nearly enticing me
to reconsider my obligations and remain.
I went and worked anyway,
but all the while I thought of the things
that the day would deliver to us
when the sun set. -
Poetry Month Day 1 - False Dichotomy
When someone asks me,
"Flight or Invisibility?"
My standard response is to sigh,
Shrug my shoulders,
And fade from view before soaring away. -
Poetry Month
I've just been informed that April is National Poetry Month. Who knew! My output has been reduced lately, so in order to get the creative process chugging again I am to write (and post here) one poem every day for the month of April. Even if I think it's not quite so good! So, uh, get ready... to be poeticized. Oh yeah. It's working already. -
Cause for Celebration
Here's a big happy birthday to the prettiest girl I know. You all call her cmt2779, but I call her "Sweet Sugar Baby." Love you, SSB! -
Polling
I start work for the census next week. Hooray for money ( Read more... ) -
Hurt So
Isn't it so sad
that we let them hurt us so?
And we carry that hurt so close,
so now we hurt each other
so badly,
with so little thought
or effort.
So let's leave
the hurt they left with us
so far behind
that we can say all the things
we need to say,
just so,
without fear
or shame
of being so fully ourselves. -
Indelible
Such a wonderful moment,
Though I didn't notice it,
Not until it was nearly gone.
But that turned out to be enough:
For it to brush my cheek as it breezed by.
Now it is indelible. I will always have it.
I am always living it, somewhere in my mind.