My body aches and i'm weaving in the bed
He keeps pacing and engaging me
and I'm really to sleepy
and I don't mean to be disrespectful
i'm just beat and slipping into unconciousness
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Sunday, December 9, 2007
07DEC09 Skin
it is 2 in the AM
and my skin tingles with the dry air
and i'm awake and the kids are asleep
and I want to scratch my skin off
i've tried to sleep and it is too hot
and the bed was messy
so I fixed the blankets,
and i still feel the tingles,
the nerve endings begging to be assaulted
the hot dry skin on my neck,
the way my hair touches my shoulder
the way the tingle under my arm makes me want to scratch
and my skin tingles with the dry air
and i'm awake and the kids are asleep
and I want to scratch my skin off
i've tried to sleep and it is too hot
and the bed was messy
so I fixed the blankets,
and i still feel the tingles,
the nerve endings begging to be assaulted
the hot dry skin on my neck,
the way my hair touches my shoulder
the way the tingle under my arm makes me want to scratch
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
07DEC05 The snow
it fell last night and it covered the yard and my spirits
it's hard to get motivated to do anything when
the next appointment you have is next week
and the next thing you must do is
a chore and everyone looks to you for their happiness
and looks to you to dothings their way
and you are tired of this responsibility and they scream
and they rage and they discount your concerns
'and your rage and they shout you down and they ttell you to leave and it would be so easy
to go, it would be so easy to go
I am trying to move forward
I am trying to be better
I am trying to change
he is suspicious
he is angry
he is unwilling to change
I want to tell him I am beautiful
I want to tell him I am inteligent
I want to tell him I am leaving
I want to tell him he's an ass
then he does something
and the anger and resentment fades and I remember how he was once
how I want him to be again
but our dreams, the ones we shared
they are a long memory and we both feel trapped
and we both resent
and I won't stay like this I won't
it's hard to get motivated to do anything when
the next appointment you have is next week
and the next thing you must do is
a chore and everyone looks to you for their happiness
and looks to you to dothings their way
and you are tired of this responsibility and they scream
and they rage and they discount your concerns
'and your rage and they shout you down and they ttell you to leave and it would be so easy
to go, it would be so easy to go
I am trying to move forward
I am trying to be better
I am trying to change
he is suspicious
he is angry
he is unwilling to change
I want to tell him I am beautiful
I want to tell him I am inteligent
I want to tell him I am leaving
I want to tell him he's an ass
then he does something
and the anger and resentment fades and I remember how he was once
how I want him to be again
but our dreams, the ones we shared
they are a long memory and we both feel trapped
and we both resent
and I won't stay like this I won't
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
07DEC04 It's not about whether you like it
it's about you being bad.
husky boy in the wrangler jeans
that what he said when I told him
I liked a stocky boy, you know, I said, "Sturdy"
husky boy in the wrangler jeans
that what he said when I told him
I liked a stocky boy, you know, I said, "Sturdy"
Monday, December 3, 2007
07DEC03 Birthday
It was a quiet day,
we all were sleeping late
the dark comfort of the
heavy window dressings,
Blocking the cold
and the light
not enough light to wake us
enough to make us think it
is much earlier than it really is
and we drowse thru another day
seeking Connections thru the computer
knowledge and the laundry lays undone
and you're angry and I'm depressed
and neither one of us can turn back the clock
not today, if we try hard, if we want it,
But today is her birthday and she is 9
and she is getting smarter than us,
and she said "stop being cruel"
and you were taken aback.
Her Birthday, and i'm over the theme
and I don't know who i'd invite to a party for you
and I can't think how I'd pay for it
I don't want it to be just a day
but that's all it is just another day in paradise
we've got kung fu and the boy won't put his pants on
and she settles for her plain cake with candles
and I make a video of us singing happy birthday to you
in the dark with the candles lighting your face
and the end is dark.
and i wonder will she forgive me when she's older
we all were sleeping late
the dark comfort of the
heavy window dressings,
Blocking the cold
and the light
not enough light to wake us
enough to make us think it
is much earlier than it really is
and we drowse thru another day
seeking Connections thru the computer
knowledge and the laundry lays undone
and you're angry and I'm depressed
and neither one of us can turn back the clock
not today, if we try hard, if we want it,
But today is her birthday and she is 9
and she is getting smarter than us,
and she said "stop being cruel"
and you were taken aback.
Her Birthday, and i'm over the theme
and I don't know who i'd invite to a party for you
and I can't think how I'd pay for it
I don't want it to be just a day
but that's all it is just another day in paradise
we've got kung fu and the boy won't put his pants on
and she settles for her plain cake with candles
and I make a video of us singing happy birthday to you
in the dark with the candles lighting your face
and the end is dark.
and i wonder will she forgive me when she's older
Sunday, December 2, 2007
07DEC01 Losing data
My laptop stopped working
it was pretty grim
I've lost all my recent writings once again
well, it will be better next time
when I write the stories again
Or not, but the words
they come in spite of this loss
it was pretty grim
I've lost all my recent writings once again
well, it will be better next time
when I write the stories again
Or not, but the words
they come in spite of this loss
Thursday, November 22, 2007
07NOV21 Email Omen
These are the subjects I scanned when I read my email list
Can you spot a Manic Episode?
Roofcrash
roofcrash
Wild Rice, Dried Cranberry and walnut stuffing
sneak peak at...
pop go for less
wide range for less
The consequences of unconfessed sin
Can you spot a Manic Episode?
Roofcrash
roofcrash
Wild Rice, Dried Cranberry and walnut stuffing
sneak peak at...
pop go for less
wide range for less
The consequences of unconfessed sin
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
07NOV20 Every Poem Should Have
a feeling
a sense of who wrote it
abstraction
concreteness
a poem should inspire
a poem should capture
a poem should reveal
it should make one reflect or not
it should have honesty or lies
Maybe every poem needs a rhyme, maybe not
Poetry is catharthis
Poetry is revelation
a sense of who wrote it
abstraction
concreteness
a poem should inspire
a poem should capture
a poem should reveal
it should make one reflect or not
it should have honesty or lies
Maybe every poem needs a rhyme, maybe not
Poetry is catharthis
Poetry is revelation
Friday, November 16, 2007
07NOV16 Doomed
It started yesterday when I bought my dinner
I ordered chicken they gave me fish
The second time it happened, fish not chicken
arghh go out to car to drive to get chicken
and it won't start, and it takes forever
and I act like an ass
today car won't start
barely at kung fu on time
quick trip to the grocery,
they raised the price of the pizza another $1
Ok I can live with that it's still cheaper than Pizza Hut
The cashier is slow and the line finally brings me to the front
the Bill totals $33 not my anticipated $24
when I point it out to the cashier
she says she didn't over charge me,
I show her two pizza, three sodas
the reciept reads three pizzas four sodas,
she still says she didn't over charge me
I wind up in line at customer service making
and ass of myself in front of oscar AGAIN
He's cool he always fixes my problems,
I should not leave the house till the cloud disappates
I ordered chicken they gave me fish
The second time it happened, fish not chicken
arghh go out to car to drive to get chicken
and it won't start, and it takes forever
and I act like an ass
today car won't start
barely at kung fu on time
quick trip to the grocery,
they raised the price of the pizza another $1
Ok I can live with that it's still cheaper than Pizza Hut
The cashier is slow and the line finally brings me to the front
the Bill totals $33 not my anticipated $24
when I point it out to the cashier
she says she didn't over charge me,
I show her two pizza, three sodas
the reciept reads three pizzas four sodas,
she still says she didn't over charge me
I wind up in line at customer service making
and ass of myself in front of oscar AGAIN
He's cool he always fixes my problems,
I should not leave the house till the cloud disappates
Monday, November 12, 2007
Reflecting Light & Moving Shadows
I see it and I tell anyone near that the light
the light at this time of day
this light is my favorite light
it is rich and warm on the surfaces
facing the golden light
it is this light that gives
urban city two story brickfaced
commercial block big glass windows
full and warm with this light,
the dirt and grime seem to fade
away in the clarity of the light and
I am on the opposite side of the street
the brilliance of this glowing touch
yet I am in shadow, the sun dropping
slowly down the horizon and I see
hope before the cold shadows of the night
creep in and return the scene to dull
the light at this time of day
this light is my favorite light
it is rich and warm on the surfaces
facing the golden light
it is this light that gives
urban city two story brickfaced
commercial block big glass windows
full and warm with this light,
the dirt and grime seem to fade
away in the clarity of the light and
I am on the opposite side of the street
the brilliance of this glowing touch
yet I am in shadow, the sun dropping
slowly down the horizon and I see
hope before the cold shadows of the night
creep in and return the scene to dull
Saturday, November 10, 2007
071109_1325 Soul Train
My children are sleeping on the couch
In their room, what peace reigns in this moment
then the train, rolls across the screen
and Soul Train classic rolls along
on wgn on a cold Saturday afternoon
thru my children's subconcious
and the Fro's and the Bell's Boogie
Ooogie Oooogie across the screen
My husband and I get down
All the while the kids dream of forever
In their room, what peace reigns in this moment
then the train, rolls across the screen
and Soul Train classic rolls along
on wgn on a cold Saturday afternoon
thru my children's subconcious
and the Fro's and the Bell's Boogie
Ooogie Oooogie across the screen
My husband and I get down
All the while the kids dream of forever
Saturday, October 27, 2007
071024_2330 Extra stupid place # 3452
Extra stupid place
your glasses can be placed
Far left corner of the bathtub
Hidden under the open and
bunched shower curtain
Leaving you blind and searching for
Eight hours
your glasses can be placed
Far left corner of the bathtub
Hidden under the open and
bunched shower curtain
Leaving you blind and searching for
Eight hours
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
071023_1009 How he made me feel
Through the door I said
Please look at me,
I'm leaving, but he
He was reading trivia
And didn't have time
To tell me if I looked bad.
How come I am so
Unimportant to him
Why doesn't he look
When I ask?
Please look at me,
I'm leaving, but he
He was reading trivia
And didn't have time
To tell me if I looked bad.
How come I am so
Unimportant to him
Why doesn't he look
When I ask?
Monday, October 22, 2007
071022_1113 Hair on the crowded bus
The texture of the hair around me,
Sharp straight thin i can see the mole under his light grey hair
Thick and chunky weighted by gel and a longer sideburn,
Short curly on top but straight sideburns on a girl with no earrings,
Black ponytail with several girly curlz and a bandeau,
Straight Asian page boy with black square sunglasses on an overcast day,
Blond curly shoulder length and dark eyebrows.
Sharp straight thin i can see the mole under his light grey hair
Thick and chunky weighted by gel and a longer sideburn,
Short curly on top but straight sideburns on a girl with no earrings,
Black ponytail with several girly curlz and a bandeau,
Straight Asian page boy with black square sunglasses on an overcast day,
Blond curly shoulder length and dark eyebrows.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Bacon Bacon Bacon
I can't stand it. When there are four bacon loving people and 8 slices of bacon to spread between us (2 each), why does everyone look at the bacon on my plate with such jealousy as I slowly eat my pancakes, what lust is there? I see them creeping reaching for it. It's my bacon, I take the worst of it, the burnt pancakes, the small slices of bacon, the egg that always seems to go over harder than any egg ever has. why do you have to reach for my sliver of bacon, the salty overcooked soaked in maple syrup piece lying on my plate, my dessert if you will from pancakes and overdone eggs and you try to steal it.
Friday, October 12, 2007
071011_1600 Posting Flyers along the Mag Mile
The wind is cruel and cold
Like it doesn't want me there
I'd forgotten my jacket and
The wind is working through
the Light shirt I'm wearing
tearing at the flyers in my hands
cold and determined
I make my way south
Posting on poles from scaffolding,
no parking signs, traffic signals
wondering if this will make a difference.
Like it doesn't want me there
I'd forgotten my jacket and
The wind is working through
the Light shirt I'm wearing
tearing at the flyers in my hands
cold and determined
I make my way south
Posting on poles from scaffolding,
no parking signs, traffic signals
wondering if this will make a difference.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
070922_0130 Dessert Nachos?
I bought the marshmallows to make a dessert pizza
You claim that you don't want sugary sweetness
and the snacks that overload your senses,
and then you bring me this indulgence,
the girl and the boy have been after me over
the unused bag of chocolate chips in the kitchen
and I kept say when we make the dessert pizza,
and kept the bag closed thusly
Insomnia and Insanity keep me working late
and you bring me "dessert nachos"
The Graham Crackers broken into the natural rectangles
Chocolate chips and marshmallows melted
Forty seconds in the Microwave you declare
as this temptation is set before me,
and the indulgence begins to stain my hands
and lips with a deep brown chocolate.
You claim that you don't want sugary sweetness
and the snacks that overload your senses,
and then you bring me this indulgence,
the girl and the boy have been after me over
the unused bag of chocolate chips in the kitchen
and I kept say when we make the dessert pizza,
and kept the bag closed thusly
Insomnia and Insanity keep me working late
and you bring me "dessert nachos"
The Graham Crackers broken into the natural rectangles
Chocolate chips and marshmallows melted
Forty seconds in the Microwave you declare
as this temptation is set before me,
and the indulgence begins to stain my hands
and lips with a deep brown chocolate.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
070815_1326 Waiting for the bus
I'm just on my own today
Time has gotten away from me
And I'm waiting on the bus
First I waited on the wrong corner
and two flew past,
Now I'm on the right corner,
But no buses.
Time has gotten away from me
And I'm waiting on the bus
First I waited on the wrong corner
and two flew past,
Now I'm on the right corner,
But no buses.
070815_1130 Park by the water tower
I've seen them marching by in trios
Little girls and their mothers
the American Girl Dolls stiff in their arms,
and the way their mothers stop
point at the red canopy and they scurry toward it.
The return trip with the red shopping bag
and the happy faces,
some of the girls are dressed like their dolls.
The mothers often look less cheerful
than when they crossed the plaza on the way there.
Little girls and their mothers
the American Girl Dolls stiff in their arms,
and the way their mothers stop
point at the red canopy and they scurry toward it.
The return trip with the red shopping bag
and the happy faces,
some of the girls are dressed like their dolls.
The mothers often look less cheerful
than when they crossed the plaza on the way there.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
070808_1752 Starbucks
My ice melting in the cup
The sugary creamy remains
of my latte sips
slowly up the straw
I watch him
The upturned table on the patio
filled with water from the rain
and he licks his fingers
and he sticks his face in the water
and drinks.
Oh to be be 4 again
Oh to know I
I am not alone
and she sees him finally
and I walk away knowing
I am
I am not alone
The sugary creamy remains
of my latte sips
slowly up the straw
I watch him
The upturned table on the patio
filled with water from the rain
and he licks his fingers
and he sticks his face in the water
and drinks.
Oh to be be 4 again
Oh to know I
I am not alone
and she sees him finally
and I walk away knowing
I am
I am not alone
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
070807_0124 Rain and Spiders
Friday, August 3, 2007
070802_0640 Choir
Their voice high and crisp singing
then just as the second verse
should begin, the silence
and the quiet.
then just as the second verse
should begin, the silence
and the quiet.
Friday, July 27, 2007
070726_1325 Happy Birthday to you
I'm hot and the ac is only blowing hot air
And you're in the other room with the
cold ac and when I come near you're
full of work for me in the hot rooms
away from the good ac
and it's you birthday
and I don't have a gift
and I don't have a cake
and I feel so guilty
I don't want to bake
I don't want to shop
I don't want to sing
I want to lie down
in front of the ac
And you're in the other room with the
cold ac and when I come near you're
full of work for me in the hot rooms
away from the good ac
and it's you birthday
and I don't have a gift
and I don't have a cake
and I feel so guilty
I don't want to bake
I don't want to shop
I don't want to sing
I want to lie down
in front of the ac
Thursday, July 5, 2007
070704_2115 Rocks along Sheridan Rd Between Evanston and Chicago
We sat on the blankets
Buzz Lightyear cozy and baby quilt
Norman in the V of Saffron's legs
Saffron in the V of my legs,
and me in the V of your legs
and maybe it wasn't perfect
But it was real
we were there and it felt nice
while the illusion lasted and the
fireworks exploded in the night sky.
Buzz Lightyear cozy and baby quilt
Norman in the V of Saffron's legs
Saffron in the V of my legs,
and me in the V of your legs
and maybe it wasn't perfect
But it was real
we were there and it felt nice
while the illusion lasted and the
fireworks exploded in the night sky.
Friday, June 29, 2007
070629_0520
His curls gone,
i watched him
sitting on the floor emulating the other boy,
and me wanting to turn
walk away, but he's there
in the doorway with his baby bouncing
trying to watch his son practice,
And we hens clucked and clucked.
i watched him
sitting on the floor emulating the other boy,
and me wanting to turn
walk away, but he's there
in the doorway with his baby bouncing
trying to watch his son practice,
And we hens clucked and clucked.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
070628_0745
it occurred to me
as I twirled into the kitchen
my life would feel
somewhat less
dramatic
If i just stopped
listening to
opera.
as I twirled into the kitchen
my life would feel
somewhat less
dramatic
If i just stopped
listening to
opera.
Monday, June 25, 2007
070625_1430 Slipping
The mail was
Silent
Slipped thru the slot
Lying on the floor
As I peeked out
Hopeful, Anxious
Could it really be there?
The rubber band
Bowing the tiny pair of envelopes
Sunday, June 24, 2007
070624_0945
The dissonance of operetta,
Silenced.
And the songs of the birds
and a quiet moment before breakfast
and the noisy city sounds.
Silenced.
And the songs of the birds
and a quiet moment before breakfast
and the noisy city sounds.
070624_1209
Snoring from his office,
kids still laughing and playing about
me wanting to talk to someone
going to sleep silent and alone
kids still laughing and playing about
me wanting to talk to someone
going to sleep silent and alone
Saturday, June 23, 2007
070623_1145 on the porch
He smelled of earl grey tea
and the sky overcast
the light even
and warm
humid and cooler
and we laughed
about nothing in particular.
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