poetry. thoughts and more than make-believe.

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