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1. love of life
3. love of sharing
6. life moves fast and I’m not 19 anymore. what did that girl
feel and how has that changed? if I don’t reflect is there a
risk I won’t learn?
At last,
when I least
expect it,
peace.
When I think
I could not love
the world with any
more of me…
another sunrise!
Music
began
when
someone
discovered
Nature’s
voice
It’s strange
when your
dreams make
more sense
than your reality!
Travel
sharpens
your eyesight!
It teaches you
to see
beyond familiar
horizons.
Magic
exists.
A shiver.
Hell yeah.
I’m lost as a girl
can be,
lost between hell and ecstasy.
Feeling ugly.
Safe
If I touch you
(when your head is turned)
will you know?
If I dream of you
(when the lights are dim)
will it show?
If I give my love
(when you walk away)
will it be found?
Bittersweetheart
What happened to
the plans you made
for you and me?
No more hiding
little girl
(no more secret wants
no more love restrained
no more tears in the dark)
you’ve been found
little girl,
you’re up…
Oh chocolate
Oh love
Oh flowers
Oh sex
Oh art
Wahh- wahh – wahh!
You are the special stuff
of which my life is made.
I dedicate my ditty to you.
Now I have
found it.
Before, I wondered,
I guessed, I hoped;
sometimes I thought
I glimpsed it in my dreams
but
now it resides in
a cavern in my body.
Before, I speculated,
I theorized, I sorted;
perhaps I even
assumed I knew
a little bit about it
but
now my breast
knows its secrets.
Before I scattered,
I groped, I leapt,
but
now my fists have
closed around it
and my feet have
never been so steady.
Life is
choosing
your religion
and
trying
not to
lose faith.
Nearly cared,
not quite smiled,
almost hoped,
was this close to giving a shit,
momentarily trusted,
virtually initiated my undoing!
(Thank god I didn’t turn and say hello).
Caricature of a Villain
He leaves evidence
He knows what he is
He likes to see bits of Thursday’s fatty dinner
stuck to his desk Friday morning
He likes to yank the cleaver
out of the backs of those
young and efficient Clark Kent types,
drip their blood across the office
and leave the knife against the elevator door.
He likes the smell of his own salty sweat,
when he’s skippin out to suck a cigarette down,
to permeate the space with his essence of lie.
Model of a man,
pretend for me.
I can construct what you conceal.
take some simple trusts and
blend their limits,
claim you own an acre of the sky,
steal pennies from my hand you’re holding,
as you’re crying that you just can’t lie.
Truth is painted,
so why not make the colours bold.
Dazzle me.
One last stroke,
I’m sold.
Must
trust
the miraculous rebirth.
Dawn is coming.
The earth hissed tonight
when the rain fell upon it.
Then the stars burst through the clouds
and thousands of voices
sang of a hope bigger than their knowledge.
Now dawn is coming,
and the earth holds onto
scattered paper cups, as mementoes.
It’s just,
I remember you were
a real quiet kid…
A real quiet kid,
that’s all,
like me.
Judy
Who is safe
in the airiness of skin?
The bounty of soul.
We hide its worth
in the safe of our bodies
and watch the keyhole
day and night
and in between.
“It’s nice.”
Goals
Yeah
Prove it.
I wish
to be
less
mindful.
Can you
see why
the universe
struggles
to provide
for me?
All at once
I was a part of him
and he was a part of me.
We live
in relation
to each other.
The string
of my life
is crossing yours
simply because
you’re listening now.
If we traced
and danced
and trusted
we might
find ourselves
unravelled
off the same reel.
Or not.
But the
tracing and
dancing and
trusting
would
be
fun.
It ain’t
poetry.
If you
kiss his cheek
as a lover would…?
A Delight
Somehow
a little
delight
has settled into me
today
It came
within
the resting
and
the care-taking
It came
after
a long haul
in the dark
I can’t
ignore
the good
around me
I can’t
turn my back
away
Delight
has laid
her firm warm
hand upon my face
Like now
Reflective
Safe
Cold-snap-cleaning out
Feeling so
full circle
So full
I could
eat my own
tail
Planning
Storing
Swallowing up the world
with slow
deliberate
gusto
Here is where
I drop in
the big dreams
Here is where
I make huge pots of soup
Here is where
I lay it out for all