once I found a puzzle piece
in an elevator
I may as well have found
a million dollars
it meant everything to me
I carried that puzzle piece
around with me for years
thinking knowing hoping
that any day now
I'd find somewhere to place it
once I bought a ballgown
from a second hand store
for the bargain price of
one measly dollar
it was silk and burgundy
I carried that ballgown
around with me for years
thinking knowing hoping
that any day now
I'd find some place to wear it
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
snoitcejorp ciahcra
it's open for interpretation
but I would like to put a spin on it
embrace your insanity
let it help make you sane
for me it was words inaudible words
so I just started saying them
A million different little words
that always said one thing
I love you
Do you love too
I'm not pointing a finger (at you)
I usually generally speak
I think we can do better
I think we are doing better
but I would like to put a spin on it
embrace your insanity
let it help make you sane
for me it was words inaudible words
so I just started saying them
A million different little words
that always said one thing
I love you
Do you love too
I'm not pointing a finger (at you)
I usually generally speak
I think we can do better
I think we are doing better
feel like
feel like
maybe
is good enough
feel like
extremes
are natural
feel like
yeah yeah
I'm excited
feel like
pretty
glad to be here
feel like
I could
do this all night
feel like
music
is something else
feel like
this is
exactly that
feel like
always
is a good thing
feel like
never
is sometimes said
maybe
is good enough
feel like
extremes
are natural
feel like
yeah yeah
I'm excited
feel like
pretty
glad to be here
feel like
I could
do this all night
feel like
music
is something else
feel like
this is
exactly that
feel like
always
is a good thing
feel like
never
is sometimes said
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
On Giving Thanks
I said a prayer for all the people traveling today
and thought
marmalade colored leaves
were a pleasant distraction from the rain
My neighbor's back is bent and he rarely looks up
he can't
his spine has bowed his head
I think he seems to always be in prayer
Usually my prayers are only words of thanks
thank you
thank you thank you thank you
(oh, and could you please end this pointless war?)
I have been thinking about cloud busting recently
like now
and sometimes I do it
make the sun shine with a thought and a prayer
and thought
marmalade colored leaves
were a pleasant distraction from the rain
My neighbor's back is bent and he rarely looks up
he can't
his spine has bowed his head
I think he seems to always be in prayer
Usually my prayers are only words of thanks
thank you
thank you thank you thank you
(oh, and could you please end this pointless war?)
I have been thinking about cloud busting recently
like now
and sometimes I do it
make the sun shine with a thought and a prayer
Not a Poem
I woke up to my phone beeping intermittently
Family and friends sending me thank yous
My window sills are collecting water
and I remember I left the laundry in the dryer
I feel well rested and warm in my bed
but slide out from underneath the covers
and go fetch my clean clothes
my sister calls and I tell her I wish I was there
but think I might have dinner at the Capitol by myself
she said it's sad
she said it is the saddest thing she has ever heard
I tell her I am proud that being myself doesn't bother me
there are two mirrors in my apartment
and one finally catches sight of me
mascara
my face is tear streaked and I remember falling asleep on my
loveseat
I always avoid my bed when my heart hurts
I remember waking up in the middle of the night
alone in my living room
in full dress
and crying
then thinking better of it
It was five a.m. and I put on my pajamas
wrote a poem in my head
wrote a letter in my head
said a speech in my head
replayed the whole day back in my head
made a to do list
and went back to sleep in my bed
Family and friends sending me thank yous
My window sills are collecting water
and I remember I left the laundry in the dryer
I feel well rested and warm in my bed
but slide out from underneath the covers
and go fetch my clean clothes
my sister calls and I tell her I wish I was there
but think I might have dinner at the Capitol by myself
she said it's sad
she said it is the saddest thing she has ever heard
I tell her I am proud that being myself doesn't bother me
there are two mirrors in my apartment
and one finally catches sight of me
mascara
my face is tear streaked and I remember falling asleep on my
loveseat
I always avoid my bed when my heart hurts
I remember waking up in the middle of the night
alone in my living room
in full dress
and crying
then thinking better of it
It was five a.m. and I put on my pajamas
wrote a poem in my head
wrote a letter in my head
said a speech in my head
replayed the whole day back in my head
made a to do list
and went back to sleep in my bed
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
literal translations
i was listening with my left ear
and not caring with my right
other people's conversations
usually it's not my business
but i have to half listen
for unspoken invitations
this season has me working harder
extra careful with my nights
i can't shake feeling satisfied
tonight i'll wear my fall dress
in honor of the season
drink to everything that has died
or
you are my pretty friend
and you were the handsome cousin
of another pretty friend
so I had to listen in
on what you were saying
but it did not pertain to me
the holidays are here
we're busy at the bakery
and cold nights are here
so I've pulled out my sweaters
but I stay warm by the
power of positive drinking
or
I hear everything because I'm always listening.
It's not all the time that anyone says anything.
But sometimes we do.
I am good at my job and when we're busy I know it.
I pick out my work clothes the night before.
And dress up before I go out drinking.
and not caring with my right
other people's conversations
usually it's not my business
but i have to half listen
for unspoken invitations
this season has me working harder
extra careful with my nights
i can't shake feeling satisfied
tonight i'll wear my fall dress
in honor of the season
drink to everything that has died
or
you are my pretty friend
and you were the handsome cousin
of another pretty friend
so I had to listen in
on what you were saying
but it did not pertain to me
the holidays are here
we're busy at the bakery
and cold nights are here
so I've pulled out my sweaters
but I stay warm by the
power of positive drinking
or
I hear everything because I'm always listening.
It's not all the time that anyone says anything.
But sometimes we do.
I am good at my job and when we're busy I know it.
I pick out my work clothes the night before.
And dress up before I go out drinking.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
details
So I threw out the yellow roses
the red, white, and pink ones too
and the replacement sunflowers
are dying
strangled in a green vase
but they sure brighten up the place
I scrubbed my apartment for hours
swept, mopped, and disinfected
replaced all of the trash liners
got real high
on clorox and windex
thinking on what I could clean next
I left you sleeping without a word
to go hang plaques and pictures
with my boy replacement girl friend
got real high
on coffee, milk, and tea
wondered if you would wait for me
Oh so now I'll just run some errands
carouse the watering hole
replace my body for your eyes
go say hi
and hope it's obvious
I'm not into apppearances
the red, white, and pink ones too
and the replacement sunflowers
are dying
strangled in a green vase
but they sure brighten up the place
I scrubbed my apartment for hours
swept, mopped, and disinfected
replaced all of the trash liners
got real high
on clorox and windex
thinking on what I could clean next
I left you sleeping without a word
to go hang plaques and pictures
with my boy replacement girl friend
got real high
on coffee, milk, and tea
wondered if you would wait for me
Oh so now I'll just run some errands
carouse the watering hole
replace my body for your eyes
go say hi
and hope it's obvious
I'm not into apppearances
Monday, November 22, 2010
haiku
sometimes you wake up to find
the sky overcast
your intentions the same way
it gives me comfort to know
you can't read my mind
only the words on the page
it cannot be stressed enough
living is easy
it is the dying that's hard
haikus are about nature
haikus do not rhyme
the first one is a haiku
the sky overcast
your intentions the same way
it gives me comfort to know
you can't read my mind
only the words on the page
it cannot be stressed enough
living is easy
it is the dying that's hard
haikus are about nature
haikus do not rhyme
the first one is a haiku
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Hanging Pictures
i was facing a wall
i was hammering a nail
i was finding the balance
exposing a canvas
the wall all but disappears
quietly holding the frame
i sat down beside you
i sat and stared in wonder
i sat between you and yours
we were quiet at first
proud for different reasons
thankful for the company
i said that it was sad
i said it's hard to say bye
i said I know they will sell
we finished our coffee
we put on hats and jackets
and left our new gallery
i was hammering a nail
i was finding the balance
exposing a canvas
the wall all but disappears
quietly holding the frame
i sat down beside you
i sat and stared in wonder
i sat between you and yours
we were quiet at first
proud for different reasons
thankful for the company
i said that it was sad
i said it's hard to say bye
i said I know they will sell
we finished our coffee
we put on hats and jackets
and left our new gallery
Monday, November 15, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
descending
last night i practiced
time travel
moving backward
and forward
I used a pocket knife
to peel your apple
I ate the skin
and left the rest for you
today I asked you
if I could stand
close to you
and thought
about symbolism
and words
and falling asleep at daybreak
some people go
their whole lives
without listening
to the words they speak
their tongues thick
with chatter and gossip
i think i could imagine
being caught
in a moment
the moment somehow becoming more me
than I am
other times I enter into a moment
and i can't think of anything
and wait patiently
for you to tell me I am pretty
last night we sat on my hardwood floor
and you told me you noticed my perfume bottles
and all I could do was take off my clothes
I think I could listen to you
all day
and all night
time travel
moving backward
and forward
I used a pocket knife
to peel your apple
I ate the skin
and left the rest for you
today I asked you
if I could stand
close to you
and thought
about symbolism
and words
and falling asleep at daybreak
some people go
their whole lives
without listening
to the words they speak
their tongues thick
with chatter and gossip
i think i could imagine
being caught
in a moment
the moment somehow becoming more me
than I am
other times I enter into a moment
and i can't think of anything
and wait patiently
for you to tell me I am pretty
last night we sat on my hardwood floor
and you told me you noticed my perfume bottles
and all I could do was take off my clothes
I think I could listen to you
all day
and all night
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Normal Conversations
Eight year old Eli asked me if I was a Christian.
I set in on my explanation and he interrupts me,
"So you don't think it's made-up? It's not fake. There was a Jesus."
Later he caught a headache that brought him to tears. He thanked me three times.
"Why are you thanking me Eli?"
Earlier I had used the words "hypocrite" and "hypocricy".
I was saying what I thought Jesus would say.
"Because you're always so nice. You laugh all the time. Thank you."
Later I began to retell the story to a new friend. And I couldn't.
I don't remember what was said after that.
I set in on my explanation and he interrupts me,
"So you don't think it's made-up? It's not fake. There was a Jesus."
Later he caught a headache that brought him to tears. He thanked me three times.
"Why are you thanking me Eli?"
Earlier I had used the words "hypocrite" and "hypocricy".
I was saying what I thought Jesus would say.
"Because you're always so nice. You laugh all the time. Thank you."
Later I began to retell the story to a new friend. And I couldn't.
I don't remember what was said after that.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Rome
Here I am
more than I can say
that's why I didn't say anything
just tried to look into your eyes
Mine are gray
sometimes blue
or kind of hazel
and you should see how they look at you
and I shouldn't be so quick to give
Me to you
more than I can say
that's why I didn't say anything
just tried to look into your eyes
Mine are gray
sometimes blue
or kind of hazel
and you should see how they look at you
and I shouldn't be so quick to give
Me to you