poetry. thoughts and more than make-believe.

Monday, December 31, 2007

and then of
sheep
roam
rome
as in where
are you
fuzzy backyard animals
ing
sleeping
black
white
dresses
twinned in new years
wishes

Sunday, December 30, 2007

lucid couch dreaming

flying into a fishbowl
made of
orange
yellow
shades of origami
goldfish smiling hello's

continuing
flying
happyfreedom

and then
red-roomed
wondering if the plasticwrap
would let me by...

surrounded by shades
of scarlet

i said
i am ready to see someone now

and two dark suited boys
were stream-standing
looking at my dad
behind me

Sunday, December 23, 2007

a sleep
not snoring
as claire wants to say
but breathing
nightttime secrets
whispering breaths
bouncing on living room floors

Monday, December 10, 2007

she said,
mommie isn't like my mommie
----unless i'm getting in trouble--
she's more like my big sister

and then
another she said,

mommie is my true love


and i cried
sad-country-song-tears...

Saturday, December 08, 2007

Shout out
blackball
cockblock
bluecollar
which dish pattern
swirls toille
reds
blues
blacks
ware
wear
me home
look like the cattle drove
balls
chains
crossing streets
believing in toothfaires
spreading words
fragrances of old love
watching over random hills
collapsed in rasberry afternoons...
I dreamt of shadows
whispering thru cornstalks and horn billed beaks...
and as the morning stars were tucked in,
all the couch could do was wonder
"how did I end up in the front yard drinking 5am instant coffee?"
while the little birds gather
their home-a-rama twigs
twisting dryer lint thru walls






and then she heard said,
nothing is free...
while another she said,
except mommies love--

and I knew that she will
speak heart pillows,
only hoping whoever falls
up the water
down the fall
will speak the same language...

Sunday, December 02, 2007

chloe

she sleeps
snoring
soundly
on the couch
last night
fall
falling
asleep till she walked
herself upstairs
topbunk
and this morning at 4:30
wide awake
eyes
wanting to sleep
we decided to
softly whisper
downstairs step
to fall back asleep
at 6:11
"Happiness is only real when shared".....from Into the Wild
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