Author Archive: it's nothing, really...

I thrive in the company of books, dogs and other animals, quirky humans, coffee, beaches, and things on fire. I write things.

I watched

Slippery slippery slippery sanity
Where is your mind at today?
You once recognized your reflections
I watched them slip-sliding away
I watched from the corner
As you reeled yourself in
And I watched as you gladly
let possession begin
Slippery sanity, dripped down the drain
There was no way to stay clean
Your buttons belonged to his remote
Your bullets in his magazine
I watched from my exile
As he changed your whole mind
And I watched as you simply
Chose to leave it behind
Sipping and sipping and sipping insanity
A junkie with endlessly supply
You looked like a girl fresh from Stockholm
Just what color was your world’s sky?
I watched from the corner
I was biding my time
And I watched as you realized
you’d committed no crime
Then you woke in a sweat, dripping in sanity
Fighting your conscience in fear
You finally noticed me watching
And smiled up at me in the mirror
~ 2009

time to begin

I woke with an ache

to make new space

and embrace some change

rearrange the old

in bolder versions of bright

and do it right this time

in a rhyme with a view

right on cue like blue chalk

take a walk in the wild

like a child in the park

all sparkling and shiny

tiny but standing so proud

I’m allowed to grow tall

and make all my own rules

fueled with love and no hate

let’s create an original sin

it’s time to begin


I am

I am

I am light
And one more bite
And air
Up there
And down here
And beer
Dancing slow
And eating crow
Best served cold
So I’m told
I am chance
And circumstance
Coffee and cream
The winning team
A hug
And a shrug
Warm kisses
Near misses
A sleeping child
And girls gone wild
I am song
And often wrong
Cheesy grits
Baseball mitts
A fast car
Cheers bar
Full of grace
And in your face
Irish stew
And one of you


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