poetry. thoughts and more than make-believe.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Whose manger scene is it?

"who the heck are those people on the corner?"
she asked



and she laughed
i laughed

when we saw who the heck those people were

Monday, October 05, 2009

A Vegi Moment

it was a "moment"
sitting with
the homeschool girl
greek girl
indian girl
eating
tasting
veggie's, hummus,
soy and "real" food
musicing to Cheryl
talking about their middle school day
healthy choices
just for work

Saturday, October 03, 2009

Being crayons

just letting
be
being+++

why mixed up
melted crayons
heat vented warm
brought me
here now

without flick
tap
bustin out

warm-colored being

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Golden Rule Signs

i can't
c

what golden rule


you would
apply here please

(insert name, number, email)


**and is 2x1 really 2 or somewhere in the world 3**


how would you

backtrackpack
directional loss
around
this
that

especially remembering
handwatching
eyecatching
voicing opinions
and now
+more
+better
+being now

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Monday, July 27, 2009

Tasing Stalker

i rushed behind

moviescreen

u

p aisle

(paisley)

running-to-get-away

from

(non-celery)

stalking stranger

(too tall to see)

with my babies on the otherside

of the mallstyle room

and my boy beside me

trying

to tell me I made it...


ZZZZZZAAAAPPPPP

ZAAp

Zap

za

p


rays of electricity

(3 bolts of lightening)

spouted his gun

sinking my spirit

to flying


otherworldlyworlds

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Number #37#

This morning my youngest asked what kind of fun I was going to have today...


My birthday




The day I

once upon a time

counted down


Not that I still don't

c

o

u

n

t

d

o

w

n

any 22nd date

any time 7:22

am

pm

but my fun for today

:

work:

sharing yoga

3

4

5years old


plus 6-10



namaste

breathing

centering

storytime

stretching

relaxing

watching them be


was my gift

from me

to me


Saturday, July 11, 2009

humid standing


fest


iv-e-


al





he walked over with a broken elbowed daughter


and said,


tell me it isn't true





you two were so beautiful together





i smiled with the correct,


yes we were


(once upon a time)


swooped into


riverhiking


babyloving


growing up











while he saw


he knew





apologizing





without knowing which words to say

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Monday, May 18, 2009

birdtower watching

wall
o
wing

wall flower
(not you standing
along summerstage
flow
ing
without ing
but poppies by
side
walk
ing)

birdtower
watching

striking

without
wash
-o
-w
ing

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

anger@angry

anger
@
angry

emotions
emoticons

looking at your shadows
dark
helps the light
bright

welcome
exit
and inbetween

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Chair Massage

7 years this past
March 1
----------------------------
Today
our "staff appreciation" gift
was a chair massage
----------------------------
Funny how
I didn't know I was tense
till I relaxed
----------------------------
And my hands tingled
energy sparkling outwound
bound thru the earth
base
spiralling up
spine
should
shoulders drop
open
hands melting
headtop
crown shining
light tingles
tangles
float
--------------------------
Release
holding tears
inward
heartward

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Orange eyed

She sat 
orange-eyed
glassy
at our age we have to be careful who we fall in love with
","

Under
Mis
standing on her
head
I wonder about her sentence

wonder
a
n
d
e
r

thru streets hightop trees
yellow cabbing buttons
cartoon caps
wrapped 




Saturday, March 07, 2009

Baby-daddy yoga


"You mean we only have 5 minutes left with you?" The third grade girl asked.
And my 45 minutes
with two very different sets of sisters              1. white rice
was bitter sweet                                                   2. brown rice
knowing she was going home                  cooking up together nicely
to baby-daddy                                            lined up working
which number.                                           with cottonball music

**listening 
high sounding voices
rising elevators
him patiently telling 
baby girls what to do**

I was aware of her question...the sincerity.  Her eyes were sad because she wanted to keep playing yoga.

"Why don't your girls come?" She asked.                      1.yoga
And I told them I do this at home,                                            2.dance
so my girls get bored of me.                                                       3.books
Almost misunderstood,                                                               4.art
she didn't ask anything more.

Because of timing conflicts I haven't taught yoga in about 6 weeks. I honestly have missed it.  Today was a reminder of that for me with these four girls.  


Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Hiding Narnia

u
pstairs room
             hidden              beneath whose
                                             steps
d
o
w
n and up again
inside a closet
so 


childhood
wintereading
i
shing 
and i said, "this is why I 
bought 
this house...for"
many rooms in one

connected       

while baby girl 1 said 
"this is my bedroom"
i pointed corner
                 bound to say
one thing or 
another to another--baby girl 2 beside
m
e
so thrilled  to have this space
and baby girl 3
+niece
hanging on window screens
while i said,
"you have to use the door if you want inside"



I dreamt about hidden rooms last week... I've been in these dream rooms before--but never completely.  I was so thrilled to have been in the entire space.  I woke up peaceful to have found my rooms.

Friday, February 06, 2009

vanilla oceans

ocean crashes under
the bunkbed
swaying babygirls to sleep
vanilla scent
swirls
cuddle
night
        i
        m
        e

Monday, January 19, 2009

Lime Green Cats


Rubbing salty 
lime green
candle wicks
thumb to pointer,
Tabby cat one purs
purrrrr to Hairball two
without a hiss
upstairs passing
room 
to
room--
ew surprise.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Flashing bridges

smoldering shouts of
muddy river water

we stood

on a dirtfilled bridge
hugging goodbyes
locked
"seeing your life flash before your eyes"

bounding
fraying
cut strings
with the cold spring greens

Saturday, January 03, 2009

I love movies.
I don't get to watch them enough.
Once in a while I get lucky though.
I don't know how great the movie was, but truly enjoyed watching  "In Her Shoes"
recently. 
At the end of the movie there was a wedding scene, where "i carry your heart with me(i carry it in" by e.e. cummings was read...
--so heartfelt.

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it )anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

e.e. cummings
"Happiness is only real when shared".....from Into the Wild
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