Today could be the day
first bitten
spring curls beneath my hopeful brow
blackest dirt sings richness
alarmed with
promised growth
inside out openings
loves embracing
rows upon rows
peerless shining truths
fed on black water
planted without doubt
my ancestor
forgiveness seeds
Today could be the day
Alice’s rabbit hole found
first
small
spurts
ant energy
marching ...
intent
sober
clean
see yonder the finish line?
My feet crippled
tied up to old stories
fathomed deep with slots
for copper pennies
unworkable
killable
outdated and futile
slathered in history
are cheap resigned actions
day after day
groundhog sing songs
each morning
eyes dry with snake cures
seeing my other side of the bed
missing out
slide rule elements of now
of what could be
Today could be the day
cherub heart
Pink with
expectation
alive with
bringing forth
communes
both sides
into action
I lay here supple
feeling the cure
ready
for
the
change
I
seek.
Nov 21, 2011
Nov 21, 2011 at 9:09 AM UTC
Today could be the day
first bitten
spring curls beneath my hopeful brow
blackest dirt sings richness
alarmed with
promised growth
inside out openings
loves embracing
rows upon rows
peerless shining truths
fed on black water
planted without doubt
my ancestor
forgiveness seeds
Today could be the day
Alice’s rabbit hole found
first
small
spurts
ant energy
marching ...
intent
sober
clean
see yonder the finish line?
My feet crippled
tied up to old stories
fathomed deep with slots
for copper pennies
unworkable
killable
outdated and futile
slathered in history
are cheap resigned actions
day after day
groundhog sing songs
each morning
eyes dry with snake cures
seeing my other side of the bed
missing out
slide rule elements of now
of what could be
Today could be the day
cherub heart
Pink with
expectation
alive with
bringing forth
communes
both sides
into action
I lay here supple
feeling the cure
ready
for
the
change
I
seek.
Each morning I wake up with this mantra.
Each morning I believe that all my desires
for this better version of me will come true,
It is my practice
I do it each day.
I smile for one minute or more in bed I lay
I say:
Today could be the day
I get all my dreams come true,
What is stopping me
but me?
I sigh and I hold myself dear.
I ask to believe.
