Today

I stand in the hallway
and see the
mountain of boxes, the containers

of a life that I
wish I didn't
have to unpack just yet


November PAD - Day 1 - procrastination

B is for Better

It wasn't in the cards
business, tarot or otherwise
but I'm happier anyway


Sunday Scribblings - Plan B

In bed

Cracking you open
I see the future is sweet
Deliciously so



Poetic Asides: fortune cookie poem

Sins of omission

It's not about
the words on your lips
but the lack

thereof; the ease
in which your sweet tongue
skips over the

tidbits of truth
that destroy honest love and
move us backward


Three Word Wednesday: ease, omission, backward

Changed

This time it's different. He's
changed, she says.
And she's right. The blood
that once flushed his cheeks
when she said
something wrong has turned against
him. The venom he's spewed
for so long
has finally posioned him, turned
him into a frail man
afraid of the
nearing death that he deserves.


Poetic Bloomings: Changes

The keys to happiness

We heard the jiggle of his keys
at the front door on the days
he got off work early.

"Just wanted to spend some
quality time with my kids,"
he said, patting our heads.

He kissed Mama long on the lips
before swooping us onto his
lap and into his laughter.



Three Word Wednesday: early, jiggle, quality

The open option

Indecision sometimes leads
to a fate we could
never have planned


three word wednesday: indecision, option, fate

Little I ask

Between you and I
there's so little that
goes unsaid. My
few wants are on your
lips before I
even have time to speak.


Carry on Tuesday -- little I ask, my wants are few

Set to boiling

This heat between us
this nasty passion
that pulls us smashing
toward each other
will someday cease
become a simmering love
or a lukewarm memory
of the times we made
one another smile.


Three Word Wednesday: cease, heat, nasty

A mouthful

If I hadn't
stuck my foot in my mouth,
I would have

mentioned that your
smile drives me absolutely mad.
Thanks for that.

Sunday Scribblings: opportunity