January 27th, 2010
Obviously, there were no posts. I got burnt out. I’m a new mother, and, instead of napping, I was spending the time while my daughter napped writing poetry. Naps are very, very essential. I suppose you could say this idea failed. Well, yes, it did. But that’s okay. Failure’s part of the daily mess.
I am still writing poetry, but at a much more sane pace, when I have a little extra time. Which isn’t often! However, I’ve just recently finished up the play that I’ve been working on for three and half years. So, there may be some poetry between now and whenever I begin writing a new play.
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December 9th, 2009
placed your head,
my pillow
and slept
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December 8th, 2009
night frost glints
as
shattered mirror
broke ground
the moon in
shards of
grass
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December 7th, 2009
true gift
Advice inflames
an itchy rash
that spreads crimson
from tip of toe to
top of tangled hair
But empathy’s
a cool bath
balm for the body
and silk sheets
to sleep on.
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December 6th, 2009
In winter
the sun slides smooth
across my palm
perfect
round
apricot
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December 5th, 2009
the moon
scrap of white
in blue
like
a little girl’s faded dress
hung in breeze
a clothes line
the
dust and prairie sky.
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December 4th, 2009
this bed’s not built for three
Mid night
my family’s festivities
the bed
begin.
Baby kicks,
can-cans covers,
spirited squealing.
Sleeping husband goes for gold
in feverish
four a.m front-crawl.
I
in middle
audience stolen from slumber
clap quietly
and
wonder when…
will I ever…
sleep.
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December 3rd, 2009
vaccination
i’ve been
!shot!
for health
my arm
throbs
and
i’d like to go to bed
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December 2nd, 2009
in
early morning
the
winter sun
sneaks
through my neighbourhood
a spirited lover
but
the shadows
a cruel and jealous husband
bruise the landscape
purple, navy
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December 1st, 2009
Step, slip
slide
a veil of frost
the sidewalk
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