i love their energy,
their spunk,
the kick in the pants
they give me when
I'm in a funk.
the laughter,
the joy,
the support,
that they carry
makes me
want to employ
a softer, gentler
tone.
it is for a love
of them
that I stay.
No other reason.
~December 2, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Heavy
This pain is heavy
And I can't carry
It all by myself.
The thing is, though,
I don't want
to burden you with
It all the time.
Will you please
Just help every
Once in a while?
~ december 8,2010
And I can't carry
It all by myself.
The thing is, though,
I don't want
to burden you with
It all the time.
Will you please
Just help every
Once in a while?
~ december 8,2010
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Setting it up on the X
So I figured out how to blog via my cell phone...not sure how much of this I'll do but it makes it much more accessible to inspiration!
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010
thinking
i was thinking
of writing a poem
for a contest
but i thought
it was verging on delirium
to imagine myself
a poet.
i staggered to the
corner of the bathroom
and sat on the side
of the bathtub.
i stared into the oval mirror.
wishing i had the ability
to write just one
profound poem.
i really think i was
just delirious.
~December 7, 2010
So really this is a poem I wrote today, like just now, and maybe I'll submit it to a contest, not sure yet...have to use 5 words. Delirium, corner, stagger, bathtub and oval in the poem or short story. ANYWAY!
of writing a poem
for a contest
but i thought
it was verging on delirium
to imagine myself
a poet.
i staggered to the
corner of the bathroom
and sat on the side
of the bathtub.
i stared into the oval mirror.
wishing i had the ability
to write just one
profound poem.
i really think i was
just delirious.
~December 7, 2010
So really this is a poem I wrote today, like just now, and maybe I'll submit it to a contest, not sure yet...have to use 5 words. Delirium, corner, stagger, bathtub and oval in the poem or short story. ANYWAY!
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Congoleum Corporation
thinking golden greige or warm pewter...leaning more towards warm pewter right now...
Monday, December 6, 2010
lies
Hiding under it
I feel safe.
Behind the wall
No-one will find
Out my true
Feelings or thoughts
And when no-one
Knows about me
I'm safe.
What a lie!
~December 3, 2010
I feel safe.
Behind the wall
No-one will find
Out my true
Feelings or thoughts
And when no-one
Knows about me
I'm safe.
What a lie!
~December 3, 2010
quiet
Sleep is the one place
I can find respite.
It is a solace in
my plagued mind.
I go there for
the comfort of the
warmth I find.
My eyes burn
to close and
rest, my body aches
to bundle up tight.
At night I feel
the most quiet
in my body and
mind.
~December 3, 2010
I can find respite.
It is a solace in
my plagued mind.
I go there for
the comfort of the
warmth I find.
My eyes burn
to close and
rest, my body aches
to bundle up tight.
At night I feel
the most quiet
in my body and
mind.
~December 3, 2010
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