Sometimes, in the middle of July, I miss winter. I miss the layers of clothing, the sun going down before 5:00pm, having a legitimate reason to drink tea so hot it burns your throat. I even miss the bite of the cold on my cheeks and the tip of my nose. I [...]
Archive for the ‘Thought’ Category
Secret #1:
Posted in Thought on July 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Another Work Day
Posted in Thought on July 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Sometimes all you need is one of those highway on-ramp ponds, blue and glistening, on your way home from work. Right outside of your left window, it seems to dance in the sun. Maybe you should roll down that window. Maybe you should turn off the air conditioning. Sometimes that is [...]
Sing
Posted in Thought on July 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
The earth was singing today.
As I’m sitting on a rock after my run, watching the dog snort his way through the tall grass at the park, I notice it. Bugs buzzing, birds singing, squirrels chirping high in trees. The trees even, green and beaming. The soil was swollen and sending [...]
Complete
Posted in Thought on June 19, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I have dreams
That you are not in
There are men I used to know,
Date even
Weaving their storylines through the fog of
My sleep
But the difference between knowing you
And not knowing you
Is that now,
When I wake up
And find they have left me
I am relieved
Missing
Posted in Thought on March 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I don’t believe
That a soul stays trapped in a body
After the diaphragm stops
And the heart becomes still
But
You are buried
Down the hill,
Through the trees,
Over the leaves
And I find myself going there
To speak,
To get the last week
Off of my chest
To wish you the very best
To ask God to take care of you
For me
I don’t know what Heaven [...]
Portable
Posted in Thought on October 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Don’t write to me
So simple
So predictable
So easy
It kills me
Dreams that are shapeable,
Tangible
The ones you are living
I am so tired
Of fighting this monster
We call evolution
I can’t help seeing through all of the paper
And electricity
What this all comes down to:
Faith Love Fuel
You
Make me want to ride horses
And climb trees
Please don’t write to me.
Mixing Bowl
Posted in Thought on October 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Why do we willingly break down the borders
Give up sovereignty
Lose the egg shell container
Of ourselves
Become reduced
To a round, orange yolk
Beating
Inside of an egg white that is bleeding
Into another
Losing it’s autonomy
Why do I let you get to me
Why did I let you get me
Who was I kidding
Scale
Posted in Thought on September 30, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’ve never been good at balancing
And when you look at me that way
Everything shifts to the left
I’m off center
And too willing to give up anything
Love is a heavy thing
Bitterroot
Posted in Thought on August 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
He fell in love with me
When he was fifteen
And you could argue the definition
And the meaning
But until we learn how to test the weight of things,
Love just takes on the color of the scenery
It makes no difference now
The way his eyes would change
So suddenly
When he was angry with me
Our bodies and our hearts are a [...]
Squishing into the Volkswagen Vanagon
Posted in Thought on July 30, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Sometimes I remember little things
Like getting lake water up my nose while I’m swimming at my grandparent’s cabin
With the sun on my back
And my hair plastered against my neck
Or
The smell of my mum cooking dinner in the winter
While I’m dancing in the living room
With all the lights on because it’s already dark at 5:00pm
And they [...]
