Tuesday, December 25, 2012

The smell of the tree
fills the room. I haven't seen the
crow in quite awhile.

Monday, December 24, 2012

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.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

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.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

"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.

Friday, December 21, 2012

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.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

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.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

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.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

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.

Monday, December 17, 2012

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.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

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.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

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.

Friday, December 14, 2012

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.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

I love a foggy
morning. While it's cold it's still
so warm and cozy.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

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.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

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!

Monday, December 10, 2012

The squirrels kept scaring
me today, but that big black
crow, he never does.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

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.

Friday, December 7, 2012

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.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Curiosity
never killed no cat. It just
maimed him a little.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

This is the time the
crow is quiet. He's probably
sleeping right now.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

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.

Monday, December 3, 2012

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.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

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.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Somewhere, someday I 
grew up in Wonderland and 
that's where I lived once.

Friday, November 30, 2012

Can you hear the rain,
Daughter? Yes, I can, Mother. 
It sounds very cold.

Why we exist doesn't 
matter. The simple fact 
we do is enough.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

With the Devil's spit 
he said, "To kill my enemy. 
Win back my wife."

There's a reason why 
I taste so good, 'cause I'm slow
cooked to perfection.

Nothing teaches you
more about yourself than 
learning about others.
Well, hello hobo!
A jolly good morning to
you as well, my friend!

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

What kind of person,
I wonder, will think I lived
in the olden days?

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

A mother and child
slept on the street and I'm the
saddest I've ever been.

You can be as 
conservative as you want, but
laws should be liberal.

Monday, November 26, 2012

All my dreams came true
when I married a poor man. I'd
marry him again.
I can't see the 
future, but if I could I'd say
it's pretty damn bright.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

We'll try the town for 
awhile and if that don't work 
we'll live in the woods.

Today I heard a
chirp or two that was not the
crow. It was quite nice.


The world inspires us
to inspire each other. Keep
on inspiring, girl. 

Saturday, November 24, 2012

He was a Tough Guy,
but he was just so tired of
being the Tough Guy.

Friday, November 23, 2012

I never thought I'd
fall in love with you, but I'm
so glad that I did.

My heart is breaking.
It's cracking apart from all
the love inside it.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Then god smote me
with karma. I had been smitten,
and now I'm humbled.
I'm thankful today. 
Totally fucking thankful.
You need not care why.

Some days I can't think
of anything to say to
you, but I love you.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Long is the night. 
Golden light waits, but only in 
my dreams am I free.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

The smell of the pines
and firs and I'm transported 
into winter's dark. 
Seeing the hobo
reading a book called, "Doing
Nothing" made my day.

Monday, November 19, 2012

She was refreshing,
simple and I wondered if 
I'd see her again.

The tree's roots look not
like it's leaves, but they are still
of the same body.
No one need take my
soul. I freely give it away
every single day.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

I've this eerie
feeling that I'm forgetting
to do something today.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

The moon is a 
perfect crescent tonight. Like the 
kind you can hang from.