Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, January 12, 2009

Windows

Open up your eyes

Let me see into your soul

And look into mine.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Semantics

Not leaving

is not the same

as staying.

Saying something is a promise

is not the same

as promising something.

OK, fine

is not the same

as yes!

Not talking about something

is not the same

as something not being real.

Wanting

is not the same

as having.

Needing

is not the sam

as loving.

Letting go

is not the same

as walking away.

Not now

is not the same

as never.

Not saying it out loud

is not the same

as silence.

Walking around, making it through the day

is not the same

as living.

Not being here

is not the same

as being there.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Haiku Saturday - I'm Not Always Late, But I Usually Am

I love Trader Joe's
An oasis of cool food
And also, cheap wine

***

Sunny clementines
Just not enough to combat
Sadness and my SAD

***

The green tree sparkles
Each ornament a story
A piece of our past

***

This weird, weird weather
Like a Katy Perry song
Don't mean to like it

***

Friends come and friends go
Someone leaves, someone returns
The key is balance

***

Wonder what I'd say
If Christmas happened today
Would I welcome them?

***

I'm so intrigued by
Four hundred years of silence
And then, the baby

***
Merry Christmas!

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Haiku Saturday

World-weary, tired
Guarded, defensive, all spent
But my hair looks good!

***
Sometimes I wonder
Why I let you get to me
And sometimes I know

***
He asks hard questions
My answers sound forced and wrong
And he stops digging

***
My writing suffers
Inspiration shrivels
Where are my muses?

***

Thursday, September 4, 2008

My snaggletooth girl
Her sweet jack o'lantern smile
Where did the time go?

***

Pull me close to you
Tangle my hair in your hands
Love me, please love me...

***

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Sunday

Ancient words, well used,

Spoken again, calm and soothe

My spirit at peace

***

The prayer asks that he

Forgives us as we forgive

We’re responsible

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Haiku Very Early Saturday Morning v 2.0

Clouds gather out there

The same clouds gather in here

My life is stormy

***

New schools for them both

Why do I dread this Monday?

They will be just fine.

***

Watching Olympics

For hours upon hours

The best of the best

***

Fires burn, my heart aches

I miss your touch and your voice

I need to see you

***

Fingertips tease me

My skin, all tingly and warm

You know what I need

***

An innocent hug

Nothing to the outside world

Everything to me

Friday, August 15, 2008

Unspoken

My biggest fear is

That if I just walk away

You will let me go

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Haiku Very Early Saturday Morning

Are you judging me
As you harshly judge yourself?
We were both willing.

***

Killing me sweetly
With words I want to believe
But somehow, just don't.

***

Focusing on myself
To shift my focus from us
I see the results

***

Heat rises and sways
Shimmering in the morning
Punishing my skin

***

Tears swell in my eyes
My hero has feet of clay
We're all imperfect.

***

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Flip Side

And the flip side of

"When you say it, you mean it,"

Is where my tears fall

Sweetness

Drink my thoughts

and taste the salt in the river

kiss my face and

taste the salt in my tears

make imperfect, lovely caramels and

add salt from the Med

add vodka to pink lemonade slushies and make virgin margaritas

with coarse salt on the rim of the glass

tattoo your name on my hip and my heart and

spill your salty seed across my belly and

love me

love me

love me

Silence

I want to ask you why

My silence doesn't say anything

But yours speaks volumes

Haiku Thursday

Just for my friend Marvin...

Realization

We burned hot and bright
Irrational thoughts and needs
Nothing gold can stay.

Cookies
A poor substitute
Chips Deluxe Chocolate Lovers
Not as good as you

Unsupervised
Alone in my room
Drinking wine from the bottle
The small, small bottle

Important Things About Me in Haiku
I
I read very fast
Sometimes a whole paragraph
My eyes absorb words

II
My Grandfather was
the youngest Texas Ranger
when he was a boy

III
I am not afraid
Of needles or giving blood
I give my own shots

IV
If I work at it
My handwriting is gorgeous
Normally I’m rushed

V
I just cannot wink
No matter how hard I try
And I don’t know why