Do shepherds count sheep
to sleep a soft wooly sleep?
Or do they count cars?

I was that girl
a girl no one wanted
no one ever asked on a date
or was invited ever invited to the party

But I never minded
I kept to myself
never trying to fit in
because I knew I never would

I lived in my own little world
I didn't care what others thought
I was who I was and that was it
Until one day

Suddenly everything changed,
when he walked in.

Sometimes I lay in bed at night
And I imagine what I would do
I fantasize about what I would say
If I saw your smug ******* face
If I saw your pompous mouth and nefarious eyes
At the grocery store.
I imagine seeing you in the fruit aisle
Shopping for strawberries and grapes
Probably thinking about trivial things
But I'd ******* care
And I'd tell you I care

How the ****
Does my dog
Look out the window
All day long
And still find enjoyment
In my face

in writing poetry...
......you are writing
intimate love letters
to the world.


you bare your heart,
soul and .....***** laundry
....for all who care to read.

but there is anonymity
in your intimacy...
and there is ..
the dispensation of .... ....absolution, acquital, emancapation.....
leading to.....
....proclamation, jubilation
and .....discovery of a .... ....different self.

when you put...
words  to paper
.....as  a poet....
you allow the world
access, to your heart
....in times of joy and sorrow
and all the mileposts
..... lying inbetween.



you

I watched my father kneel down on one knee over his parent's graves today.
      The stillness of the air
     was far greater than the few little
words that could have been spoken.
After a moment, he rose with a sigh,
wiping away several tears before
they could even leave his eyelashes.
     It was the first time I ever realized,
that one day,
  I too would be kneeling
over my parents,
devastated and speechless,
      leaving generations behind me
      with nothing more than
                   a faint
                          sigh.

I wish i studied anatomy
so that id know
this feeling in my chest
this tight comforting constriction
But you
made it clear
that what i was feeling
was love
and you taught me
all i needed to know.

Some guys will leave lip prints on your body that will fade away, but will leave cuts in your heart that will last forever.