Poems
There are lots of poems in my head.Most of them are songs.If I were to write them here, though,that would be just wrong.The words would all be true and rightand smart, and witty and wise.But these poems are by a … Continued
There are eleven poems that I have to write today.I’m sure that they exist if I can find the words to say.Sometimes its hard to think of something meaningful that rhymes,but the hardest part of all today will be to … Continued
I speak to my husband in This-ish.I speak to my baby in That-ish.And what language do I think in, you might ask.I think about what I am seeing.I think about what I am doing.And being poetic’s becoming a difficult task.
Today was going to be the day I got caught up.I guess that will be tomorrow.If you run out of things to do,I have a list you can borrow!But I’ll write on that some other day.Tonight I’m only here to … Continued
I’m going to write poems.I’m going to sit on my butt and write poems.I don’t care what you say,I don’t care what you need,I’m going to write poems for these people to read. I’m going to write poems.I’m going to … Continued
You always eat in the middle of the nightbut I should never complain.When else would I stop and realizethese thoughts within my brain?You eat and eat and go back to sleep,but I’m left wide awake.I’m hungry, too. (That’s nothing new.)I … Continued
This poemit shall befamous as all get outbecauseyoudon’tget it.
Friends will call and help you knowthat rain will fall and grass will showand spring will come and poems will flow.
I’ve written poems you’ll never see.They’re as not-for-you as a life at sea.It’s just a matter of privacy.
There’s lots of poems lost in the darkbecause they failed to make a mark.Flung from the bow inside my mind,they wander, but they’ll never finda place to land in outer spacebefore they break, disintegrateor burn up in the atmosphereand fall … Continued