Friday, November 30, 2012

Connections


Connections

Sometimes I am the odd one out
uncomfortable and awkward
other times I am the connecting force
I bring people together
they appreciate my vivacity
I enliven an uncomfortable group

Sometimes I hide my affiliations 
so as not to become disconnected
with people of different slants
people who can’t accommodate difference
I don’t go over to their side
I just listen and don’t speak

Sometimes I meet someone 
and it is an instant spark
sometimes the spark lasts
sometimes it doesn’t
sometimes I meet someone
no spark, it is nice and grows

Sometimes I mistrust and fear
when I'm not connected to a place
it is hard to trust and make connections
it is important to seek community
to find kindred souls and also those
who are different and help us grow

Sometimes I think how we are a family
as human beings and I wonder that we war
I never think I am causing hurt or fear
then I see I have said the wrong thing
accidentally or intentionally and received
disconnection

Sometimes I think we are all headed to
annihilation, but of course we all die
its just how we do it
peaceful or terrified
I’m not sure how I’ll go
I hope it is peaceful







 

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Scent


Scent

I still scent you
here and there
gone

A fleck of sway
skimmed me away
gone

I fell for you
in a bad way
gone

A load of sand
held in my hand
gone

I load and heap
fill over and over
gone

again
I sight my felt
horror 




written for: http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/wordle/

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Gift from My Heart


Gift From My Heart

I have no desire to brag on myself
I give many gifts from my heart
I give them at no price to myself
I see genuine need and I give
I give in small ways all the time
mostly to known persons but also
those unknown to me   personally
I would give much more largely
but my husband yells at me



Thanksgiving 2012


Thanksgiving 2012

Wind whistles through screen
trees sway back and forth
like a tilt-o-wheel arcade ride
no birds perched for wild thrills
even great blues are off the nest
the sun on a western slant
throws bright lime green paths
across deep green lawns
everything in motion it chills down
smells alive and fresh as a scatter 
of white birds race past too fast
to identify
I suspect ibis who fly in V formation
hard to identify their flight in wind
I open the door to turkey smells
go in to fix stuffing, sweet potatoes
brussels sprouts, cranberries done
as a Louisiana heron navigates the wind
and the great horned owl asks who, who
who, who, who again 

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Preserve

Preserve

I sighted an osprey
atop a cypress tree
today the great blue
sat on the nest
the osprey has goggles
that circle its head
it was a lush day
Who Who Who Who Who

Freedom


Freedom

It doesn’t matter
if you’re black or 
white it
is about
connection
freedom

Monday, November 19, 2012

RePair

Repair

RePair
I would
would you?

RePair
or maybe
I wouldn’t.

how to
repair
to RePair



Saturday, November 10, 2012

She


SHE

She was a small brown wren
with a shrug that could bring
you down

She
gave me the shrug

Leaping


Leaping

phantom brook
dry rocky hollow
no fish  no birds
sunken limbs
not new
although if water
should come leaping
there might be
enough to grow
wood again
replenish life
no walls
never say never

Thursday, November 8, 2012

I Habit


I Habit

I habit
through 
ozone
gerbil
that I am

Crawling 
through life
forms habits

I habit
through 
layers
crap
that I am

Life crawls
through layers
I hap
I am

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Tonight Mexican

Tonight Mexican

Tonight
we went out for dinner
she and I

Tonight
she told me I never put her first
neither her Dad nor I

Tonight
I told her she was always first
in the midst of many obligations

Tonight
she thanked me for finally being honest
she meant me to feel eviscerated

Tonight
the birds are not at rest
Tonight Mexican

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Sandy


Sandy

Her bellows beat us
thrash our hinds
waves crash

Sandy

She sucks our trash
grinds it clean
gives back

Sandy