12.27.2011

buried

shaken to the ground by autumn's brisk breezes
buried beneath decaying leaves and numbing snow
cold, dark, and shriveling
certain your end is come
wrap yourself in this one warm promise
spring will come

12.22.2011

geyser

so rare
so rarely understood
unanticipated anomaly
impressing some, startling many
unlikely coupling of extreme elements producing a powerful display
cold water, hot magma, sudden heating, deep frustration,
unforeseen influences bursting forth
many stand in awe, few understand
so alone,
so faithful  

12.21.2011

preserves

at season's end i
gather warm fuzzy fruit of the
memories i can't bare to lose and
trim out the bruised and ugly spots i don't care to preserve, then
simmer all of the savory moments adding sweetener where needed to
improve on actual events and
when i am finished reveling in yesteryear, or
the way i think those days are best remembered the
tidy jars with gingham trimmed labels are arranged in neat rows with
shiny copper lids, until the moment when
i retrieve these precious moments and
ingest their sweet savory goodness
once again

11.27.2011

tickled

shy smile that sneaks up when i see you
the brush of your bare skin against mine
soft bubbles rising from my flute
at sharing a lifetime with you

11.19.2011

silence

skipping stones across the creek,
drowning in the mindless silence of this moment

ache

You make my young heart ache for growing old together,
my old bones ache for younger years

11.01.2011

heartbeats

warm feet cover my toes evoking
familiarity of a lifetime together
are unexpectedly interrupted
by racing heartbeats
born of young love
and the cool sheets against my skin

10.31.2011

hidden

freckled nose, knobby kneed, 11 year old girl
hidden behind designer frames, and an hourglass figure
watches, waiting and wondering
who can see right through to her

heritage

sometimes the air i inhale is so thick
saturated in decades of heritage
drenched with legacies
that i am compelled to exhale
the very depths of my life
that i might leave an inheritance
for future generations

10.28.2011

numb

void of feeling, emotion, and strength
except pain
i think i can still feel pain
only now it's more of a dull inescapable weight
with no interest in being repaired
i am
undone

9.01.2011

foundation

my toes on yours they
melt as you lead me in
breathtaking rhythm across
this foundation that is
our love

8.29.2011

drowning

singing at the top of her lungs
in hopes of drowning out
the sorrow that threatens to steal
the glory of life that she knows
swirled around her in deeper shades of blue
than the depths of even the darkest night

8.28.2011

fingers

dancing up frets, down chord and strings
making melodies
swirling across the canvas, deep in paint
painting pictures
deftly scribing, smudged with graphite
recording rhymes 



8.27.2011

grief

piercing so deep
through layers of flesh i never knew i had
discloses depths of pain
i wish i had never known

8.26.2011

simpler

a persistent tug on his sleeve brought him
lower, to a perspective he hadn't consider
in quite sometime, and he was reminded
of just how much simpler life
used to be

8.22.2011

ben


you held us
in strong arms,  rapturous laughter, and bright ambitions
you fılled us
with tender reflections, witty prosody, and honest assessments
you left us
too soon, confused, and desperately wanting you back

8.21.2011

lost

his eyes, meet mine and suddenly I'm lost again
behind dark lashes in a sea of blue
and the amazing wonder, that he feels this way too

8.20.2011

straining

straining at the weight on my shoulders
names that are not my own
dreams that have yet to be shown
pressing forward for the sake of another
children, students, the hope of tomorrow

8.19.2011

students

untouched erasers, chalk dust
and the scrape of chairs across the floor
new book bindings, trailing laces
and fresh faced smiles at my door


8.03.2011

entwined

an inquisitive tug on the silk thread
caused the entire web to tremble
and some to scramble for shelter
revealing what she had suspected for some time now
that we are all much more entwined
than we're willing to admit

7.28.2011

gardener

he awoke early each morning
put on his boots, gathering his tools
simple, but trust-worthy over time and
began his tireless stroll down each
row of promising soil turning
each handful over to wonder at the
promises that would soon spring up
from this rich earth, tenderly pressing
seeds carefully chosen for this purpose
into its moist depths, covering them with a prayer
that they soon would sprout forth to
greet the warm sun and quench
their thirst from the refreshing waters and
cultivation he provided as they grew

7.27.2011

unseen

birds never question the air on which they rise
bees don't doubt the wind, nor do dragonflies
kites nary question the gusts that give them flight
so why am i always asking, about things beyond my sight?

imagined

she fell asleep with sparkling visions of a bright future
filled with light and hope and things she could only imagine

she awoke amidst a myriad of endless possibilities
her hands grasping treasures, she had barely imagined

7.26.2011

caterpillar

some days she felt like she
was simply consuming and storing up
for a greater and brighter purpose
a caterpillar hoping to a butterfly someday

7.25.2011

chrysalis

arms bound, feet tight, stomach full 
eaten, spun, worked, awaited, this necessary phase
dark cloak a curtain of hope, internal metamorphosis
longing, aching, desperately waiting, to shed this dry shell

7.24.2011

sunset

amber dripping skies leave me behind
fuchsia pink clouds go where i'm not allowed
deep purple cloak abandons the dark night
but i have hope, that a sunrise is in sight

7.23.2011

time

finding that time is picking up pace
even as she is starting to slow down

7.17.2011

hope

is counting seeds as they sprout
is touching leaves on young shoots
is numbering emerging blossoms
is tallying tender young fruit
is biding as the produce ripens
fulfilled, is a tree life!

7.16.2011

choked

the lump growing inside
her throat threatened to cut off her breath
raw from crying out
she gasped as it choked its way down

7.15.2011

harvest

knuckles raw with well doing
her eyes yearn for the promised harvest
now if she can just keep from
giving up

bullets

growing weary dodging bullets
especially since it's gotten hard to tell
which ones are from outside
and which are from within

6.02.2011

thick skin

spent so long learning to be tough
thickening her skin
ignoring the pain


now she's praying for a breeze
to lift away the years of chaff
and let her feel again

6.01.2011

forever

everytime i see someone else say "I do"
I want to run out and start my forever all over again
with you

rain clouds

no longer frighten her
like they did when she was young

rolling thunder and cracking clouds
rarely shake her small frame now

rushing wind and rising waters
still swiftly circle around her

hidden in the cleft of the rock
she watches, from safety

dusty cracks

blinding afternoon sun
warm dirt aroma
ringing of children's laughter
filling her soul's dusty cracks
bringing forth a smile, too long forsaken

5.24.2011

seeds

amazed to discover
hard seeds once buried away
now softened by the rain,
are bursting forth
with mysterious strength, bringing life

5.15.2011

birds

gray, blue and green feathers pass
pigeons play a game of chase

black and silver plastic flash
mocking bird squawks at passing tourists

golden yellow and buttery brown biscuit crumbs
sparrow hops hopefully along

4.05.2011

drifting

less because she's unsure
and more because she is sure
of where she wants to be
and enjoying every moment

blue-gray

she was too busy gazing at the liquid blue sky
to notice
everyone else walked around with their heads turned down
in shades of gray

4.02.2011

waiting

i've been right here my whole life
just waiting for the day
you'd lay down beside me

threads

though I cannot determine the color
of the threads handed me in life
it is I who choose the pattern
in which these threads are woven

3.20.2011

sailing

Voices rise and fall
A swell of laughter,
The crash of glasses
These sails are full
And this ocean a breeze

3.17.2011

girlfriends

late nights
and coffee conversations
fears and dreams
that are not our own
believing, crying, laughing, praying
stocks not measured on the S&P 500

3.15.2011

enigma

lost in thought though thoroughly found
drifting away with two feet on the ground
not easily explained but completely understood
rotten to the core yet morally good
passionately ablaze with a cool head
so much more alive than I've ever been dead

3.08.2011

grasping

grasping at moments drifting by
paper fragments caught in the wind
captivating, eluding
fingers against bare palms

2.01.2011

spring

a brush of her skirt against my skin
the lilt of her laughter warming my back
and for a moment I succumbed to her enticing
before she slid behind the corner
leaving me alone with winter's cold bones, and icy stare

forever

still finding myself
caught of guard by the delightful knowledge that
the man who makes my heart beat fast
has promised to be mine
forever

1.27.2011

lightning

he spoke in husky tones of friends long passed
stories blurred in laughter and white lighting
of nights he couldn't remember
and people he won't forget...

1.12.2011

sharing

little bits of him keep spilling over my side of the line
and somewhere along the way I figure I must have grown up
since I no longer seem to mind sharing my space and
I keep hoping that he won't have to leave too soon

1.10.2011

unafraid

you free me to laugh and dance in the rain
unafraid of hurt, sorrow or pain
though in this life thunder and lightning come
I'm wrapped in your arms, warmed by your sun

1.01.2011

2010

slipped out nearly unnoticed
obscured as we bustled with anticipation
lowering her tired arms
she prepared to rest