Saturday, January 28, 2012
Comfortable in the not knowing
much about you.
Why’d you have to ruin it
find a way to bond with me
pull me in to your inner circle
with kind words and smiles?
Now I’m caught in your grasp,
have to attend all your bashes
laugh at your jokes
hold your hand when you crumble.
Of course, you do that for me too
so maybe I am just a fool
to forget the joy you’ve brought me.
A friend of a friend turned friend,
loyal until the very end
and I’m grateful in the not knowing
what would have been
if you hadn’t offered me a smile
that caused me to tumble for you.
I used to have many colored days
a spectrum of yellow to green
joys and hopes and happiness
reflections of blossoms in spring.
But now my days are gray
with only flecks of colors frayed at the ends
brightest when I’m still at home
in the morning and once my day ends.
A palette smeared and blurred and frantic
from self-inflicted want for growth
but now I’m stressed and overwhelmed
and for hues of orange, I grope.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Pretty packages peak from under the tree
as needles once perky now sag.
Children hover, but don’t touch
as they count down days, hours, minutes
until Santa arrives.
not to drive my husband crazy
on gifts to thrill and delight.
What if I did not spend well?
What if the gifts are not quite right?
What if I replaced the one each longed for
with the one merely mentioned,
a passing interest,
a fleeting desire now expired?
So I count down days, hours, minutes
hoping that smiles will swell
and my frights will dispel
once the wrapping is ripped and
Until then, I must wait
tasty cookies on my plate
and the smell of aging pine in the air.
inspired by Poetic Bloomings prompt 34
Saturday, December 17, 2011
I am very excited to announce that Prompted, An International Collection of Poems is now available for purchase. I have two poems included in this anthology. All profits from the sale of this book are being donated to an international literacy foundation called LitWorld. Follow one of the links below to order your very own copy.