I gave life to my
babes to be part of this world.
Not to keep them from it.
I saw five crows in
the street today. It looked like
they were talking shop.
You know, I don't believe
you, but I do think you're
telling the truth.
Our children know that
our spirits are all connected.
How do we forget?
There's not a day that
goes by I don't feel trapped by
that enormous sky.
The moon was a
crescent, but you could see the outline
of the other half.
All I want to do,
my lover, is grow super
stinkin' old with you.
It's too cold for the
crows, too cold for the pigeons,
but the squirrels don't mind.
There are some walks that
need no road and there are some
walks you take alone.
My husband said once
that he envied me carrying
our babes in my womb.
If you don't like love
and light in your life then you
won't like me, my friend.
I saw the crows and
they were very quiet. They
were looking for worms.
There was a song in
the air, but somehow my proud
heart didn't hear it.
Sylvia, dear, I'd
rather break that fuckin' bell
jar than live in it.
At winter I miss
the sun. The sun rising. The
sun setting. The sun.
They were right to say,
"It don't matter where you've been.
Only where you're goin'."
Sometimes it only
takes a quick conversation
to make your heart glow.
We all share the same
heart. When you break another's
it's your own that hurts.
"Aaak aah aak. Ga ga
gooooo MAAH." I love your stories,
my babe. Tell me more.
It's not really freedom
when you're telling someone
how to live their life.
The smell of the tree
fills the room. I haven't seen the
crow in quite awhile.
The Sugarplums sleep
while dreams of snug, nestled children
danced in their heads.
I'm in need of work
like everyone. I've got my
contradictions, too.
Sometimes it's those we
don't even know (or like) that
need a loving hand.
Sometimes I feel like
a crazy tiger. Completely
out of control.
Man, it would be nice
if people weren't assholes, but
it's a "free" country!
You have a good heart.
It's big, bright and holds in it
the light of the world.
We're so lucky for
each new day gives us the chance
at a brand new life.
You can justify
hate a thousand ways, but it
will always be hate.
"Always the beautiful
answer who asks a more
beautiful question."
- e.e. cummings
I feel lucky to
have realized how deeply in
love with you I am.
My darling baby,
I love the way your tiny
hand touches my skin.
Purple and yellow
are complements. "You're pretty"
is a compliment.
And Jesus said,
"I need this Glock for protection."
Wait, no he didn't.
How you can pack heat
and call yourself a Chirstian, I'm
not sure. Just sayin'.
Sometimes I'm so very
proud of the things I write.
Other times I'm not.
Jesus is absolute
peace for he let his body
be nailed to a cross.
I dreamt that we were
in love. When I woke life was
just like I'd dreamt it.
You will never
convince me keeping a gun in your
home will protect you.
I know it's hard to
do sometimes, but just love and
let yourself be loved.
I imagine the
unicorn to be a massive
quite scary beast.
The city was once
very mysterious. Now
it just feels like home.
Don't worry, even
if our world ends the universe
will still be here.
Sometimes happiness
is just too much pressure and
I have to be sad.
Honey, I got the
blues. It's them Holiday Blues
get me every time.
Some days I'm very
disappointed, but I'm still
full of so much love.
I like to think of
Jesus as a man. Born into
loving, warm arms.
The sky snowed and just
as soon as it came that
beautiful white was gone.
I can't imagine
a world without you, but I
can a world without guns.
The day my daughter
was born I no longer lived
for only myself.
My friend, empathy
is your birthright and your
superhuman power!
This life leaves us
breathless. Sometimes for good or bad.
We don't ever know.
My heart is full of
sorrow and the skies are full of
grey clouds today.
I know it may not
always seem like it, but I
totally dig you, friend.
I can't sleep, 'cause
I'm afraid I'll miss something
I'll later wish I'd seen.
I want to sleep
tonight, but I can't. Will someone
sing me a lullaby?
You are my darling.
I will hold you forever
if you want me to.
I value my teacher
friends, my children, your children
more than your gun.
Some think angels
are watching over us. But, I know
it's our grandmothers.
Our little love
triangle is no longer that.
It's now a love square.
Your community
is not contrived. Your community
is the world.
If you can't take it
don't dish it out. Or I'll be
there to make you eat it.
Some days I'm just too
sad and angry to write
anything beautiful.
The sky was there
looming over me. I was so small
and beside myself.
Quiet. They're finally
all asleep. God forbid
you should wake the ghosts.
You can't define
another's worth. Only they can define
it for themselves.
It's like the warmth and
hope that melts even the coldest,
blackest of hearts.
I love a foggy
morning. While it's cold it's still
so warm and cozy.
He's the Summer's Eve
of douches and She's a crockpot
full of bullshit.
I thought I was
dreaming, but then I awoke to
yet another dream.
I like to read
definitions of words like a
story about their life.
When there's no stars in
the sky all I have to do
is look in your eyes.
Ah, my tangy little
fruit. Not quite ripe enough
to fall from the tree.
No better way to
enjoy reality than
to play make-believe!
The squirrels kept scaring
me today, but that big black
crow, he never does.
This life is
precarious. None of us are
guaranteed a tomorrow.
Today's a day I
wish there was a fluffy
blanket of snow on the ground.
The Universe takes
what you give it and gives you
what you take from it.
My soul goes round and
round again. But, this time I
might've got it right.
There was a squirrel
rocking in a rocking chair.
She seemed quite happy there.
Curiosity
never killed no cat. It just
maimed him a little.
This is the time the
crow is quiet. He's probably
sleeping right now.
I was just channeling
my great-great-grandmother.
She must have been love.
Today the day's
looming over me. It's grey and
I'm not in control.
My haiku is like
a little song I composed
just for you to hear.
I love this song. The
song that sings straight from my heart.
It's all about you.
Great minds think alike.
Unfortunately so do
the not so great minds.
They say not to
question god, but, you know what, my
friend? Just you watch me.
I looked both ways and
no cars were coming then I
safely crossed the street.
He remembered the
girl he'd seen there. The girl he'd
fallen in love with.
The wind blew the leaves.
It had nothing and everything
to do with me.
Somewhere, someday I
grew up in Wonderland and
that's where I lived once.
