Poetry

  • Journey

    Gentle waves curl over themselves

    Like blue and white ribbons

    Twirling together to captivate the eyes

     

    The sky is in flames

    Shades of orange and red

    Reach through the blue

     

  • Rain Running

    My watch did not enjoy my run in the rain.

    This morning before the other humans had stirred,

    I woke to the ringing of an alarm that was not my own,

    and saw the irresistible rain.

    Now my watch doesn't tell the date.

  • I don't

    I don't

    Open at your words

    Your touch

    I don't

    Listen to

    Anyone anymore.

    I am completely in my head.

    I know we don't have time for this mess.

    I do it anyway.

    I don't

    Pay attention.

  • dear madame president

    i hope that you rest easy as the world

    tumbles down into fire

    for you did everything you could

    & we didn't do enough. it was never

    your fate to carry the failures of

    common sense & education, but now

  • "I don't care"

    "I don't care," I say.

    Don't care.

    Don't.

    Do not.

    Don't want to.

    Can't.

    Scared to.

    You look at me.

    Ask, "What about your friends?"

    Yes, what about them, self?

  • I was

    I was...what was I?

    I was happy.

    I was free.

    I had such a rush of a year

    That I forgot...everything else.

    Full steam ahead

    Days blurring

    Like a train.

    Plowing through.

    I warned myself.

  • puppet

    They are smiling,

    Lips stretched up, with a slight crinkle of their eyes,

    They are listening,

    Nodding along, making hums of acknowledgement,

    They are happy,

  • Take a Moment

    To you

    you who lives among our rainbow hills--

    green one moment

    orange the next

    and always blue in the distance--

    you who lives along a river

    you who lives looking into sunsets

    you and you

  • Summer Camp

    It was supposed to be a beautiful summer day,

    sun shining, birds singing,

    but instead of swimming in the lake or shooting archery on the range we are stuck inside 

  • Did I really?

    You said

    I seemed relaxed.

    Not tense,

    Like I feel,

    Constantly.

    Not curled up into a tight little ball

    Against the world.

    You said 

    I seemed loose.

    I don't feel loose