We first met at the fair...

Our eyes locked, we were the perfect pair
Ariel, the mumbling movement of your lips
Drew me, gently, to your side.

My adoration I could not hide,
You made my heart do flips.

Until that sad, sad-sorry day
On the water's edge you lay,
So peaceful, and so frail-

I picked up all the shattered glass
Who knew our story would so soon pass?
A tragic end, to our sweet tale

Watching you float away with the tide,
My beautiful goldfish, had sadly died

They say there's so many fish in the sea
But you're the only one for me


October 5, 2012 with Sarah, Gabbi, Madeline in Introduction to Literary Analysis

I don't really know you, not at all
Forgive me if I am too hasty to hope,
But you remind me of someone
That I've never met

It bothers me sometimes,
The way you turn your head
So slightly against the sun

I've seen that before.

I just want to get you alone, shake you and demand answers.
Who are you?
What are you thinking?
Where did you come from?
Why are you here?

But I can't, for fear that you would look at me and think,
"Who wants to know."

It's me! I'd say. The girl with orchids in her hair.
Who rode the train with you to the end of the line, and fell into the lake.
Who you grew up with in your own hometown, and who always ate the crackers you didn't like.
Who sat in a tree and held your hand till it got dark.
And whispered that she loved you.
And would like to marry you someday.

And then you'd turn, like you'd never seen me before
And say, "I never knew you."
And the worst part is, you're right.

Then why, why do I remember YOU,
The one who visits my dreams at night.


9/15/12

There is beauty in brevity,
Fascination in the flawed.
In between the passage lines,
The answers may be broad.

Time may wink with sleight of hand
Parting, sifting, streams of sand,
And leave us not a grain to cleave
But to the wind and vanity

The Preacher looks out past the sea
Into placid mystery
And knows not the depths of emptiness
that caress the soul with gentleness

Yet steps out in the vast, clear space
Arms outstreached in lost embrace
To sink into the glassy pool;
Walk the floor of siren's song

And be they both lost together
in melodious cacophony
the cavernous, echoing chimes
of overlapping waves.

9/14/12

Strange
      dreams develop (dark to vibrant)
                  film strip stripes of
                                   run
                                       ning
                                              water

                                 nt
                             ou   ai
in the v     y  of m          ns----
            alle
                                                        to whet
                                                            the faucet

                                            of
                                            my
                                            lips
                                  
unbidden
   falling---
                       chatter,
                            secrets,
                                  mercies,

Like discarded jewels,
mumbled in half sleep.

7/4/12

On a snow blown day
In the month of December
We gather 'round fires
And watch every ember
Listen, my child
To the old, true tale
Of how we have help
Whenever we fail

"Shepherds were watching
Their flocks by night
Wisemen did follow
A star so bright
A mother and her baby snug up so tight"
Foiled the greed of the world
With that one spark of light

08/12/2010 and earlier