Sunday, March 31, 2013

Precious, sacred babe
snuggled to my breast. Smell
her skin. This is trust.

Thank you, Mother Goddess,
for my eggs, abundance
and the lives that grow.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Last night I heard the 
train and it sounded like hands
gripping, feet jumping.

Friday, March 29, 2013

My friend said to
elope's to run with no place in
mind. So romantic.
Everyday you 
surprise, intrigue, excite me. I 
fall in love again.

Love is a losing
game, but in like the best
possible way ever.
The neighbor boy holds
his lady's waist as he walks 
her to the bus stop.

Thursday, March 28, 2013

We're all worthy.
Whether we like each other or not.
Every soul's gold.

A girl caught me
talking to myself, then I caught
someone else.  It's cool.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Far from me now,
we'll be together soon. For now,
love me from afar.
Love's the only thing
in this goddamned world that
matters, remember that.
I can't stop looking 
at the words on the paper.
They're so beautiful.
I'm infected with
love. I'm infectious near you.
I want you to grow.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

It's when we are full
of doubt that we must open
our hearts and just love.

Monday, March 25, 2013

Some days the hill is 
just too steep to climb, so I 
sit and rest awhile.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

It's so nice to look
at your face. Your eyes, your lips
beg for some kisses.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

The depths of the 
sea, the infiniteness of the 
sky, it's all so grand.

Love for yourself makes
you bearable. Love for others
makes life bearable.

Friday, March 22, 2013

Pop said once, "Reality 
is only half of life
therefore we dream."
On one side the clouds
were white, the other black and 
between they were grey.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Sometimes the squeaky
wheel doesn't need grease. You might
just need a new wheel.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Some days my feet feel
like roots in the ground. Others
they feel light as clouds.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

He waited for her 
to walk away and then he yelled,
"I love you, beautiful!".

She was afraid of
what she saw in the box. Scared
she'd see her future.
Yes, Michelle shocked, but
Michelle sad, lonely and 
kinda confused, too.

Monday, March 18, 2013

You won't know where she's
going or been. Her whole life 
she's ridden the wind.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

It's when I think
nothing else better could happen 
that that's when it does.
We're all just 
characters in a never-ending
play about ourselves. 
"Recollecting what
he did not want to remember,
he frowned again."
                   -Leo Tolstoy, Anna  Karenina

Saturday, March 16, 2013

I read a letter
from a friend that made me 
nostalgic for letters.
It is said that a 
good friend is hard to find and
that saying is true.

Friday, March 15, 2013

There the sun sets so
quickly and here it sets so
very, very slow.
That age old soul 
searching drama of the robot who 
longed to be human.
Sometimes the truth
doesn't hurt. Sometimes it's just
really, really funny.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

There's this way he holds
his arms when he smooths the back 
of his hair. Smokin'.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

While I've no hope for
society I have the
highest hopes for you.

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

I read that Frank Lloyd Wright
said, "Space is the breath of art." 
and then I cried.

Monday, March 11, 2013

I'm 33. It's 
2013. I'm not old.
I'm brand spankin' new.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Today's a perfect 
day. I think the gods are 
thanking me for being.
I think that I've met
every feeling and then I 
meet a couple more.
The clouds in the sky
are like poetry. Poems
written just for me.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

I don't know if you
know this, but the stars are big
and bright in Texas.

Friday, March 8, 2013

His words swimming in
my head, so powerful, I
couldn't sleep a wink.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

The sun shining is 
so bright our shadows look like 
the blackest, dark night.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

The sun behind the 
clouds at day looked like the moon
behind clouds at night.
Moved so by his 
graceful stride she hardly noticed 
the rest of the world.
The climb to the top
is long and hard, but, once there,
the view is gorgeous.

Monday, March 4, 2013

Too much social media
make my brain all melty,
me anti-social.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

A bottle just dropped
and shattered, but I still heard
it over this crowd.
I feel Rapunzel's
pain. The weight of that hair like 
the weight of the world.



Saturday, March 2, 2013

I keep listening,
because he makes the small things
sound so elegant.
Sometimes I feel like
everyone I know I don't
really even know.

Friday, March 1, 2013

Sweet memories in 
my mind of time not captured on 
Instagram or Vine.