who knows, together we may see our dream come true. maybe… if we let go stop being afraid of truth stop harboring anger in those little tiny pockets of our jeans- stop eating in silence and feeding all our fears; maybe we could be great…
Category: Marathon Poem
The Time is Spring
The time is spring. I love the spring! Would that it were spring All year long. Rain and sunny days Gardens and wild flowers Rivers plump with snow melt And baby bunnies emerging From the woodpile. Dragon Country: A Book of Plays From “In a…
The End
“Mighty Silverback, I whisper.” (pg. 300) and with that my book is done. No! my mind cries, it can’t be over. Oh! my heart cries, now for a new one. “The One and Only Ivan” by Katherine Applegate
Fruit – 19/24
You are the furthest fruit on my thankful tree And you are the sweetest You are perfect, ripe and Juicy enough to make me hungry and thirsty for you, the same You tell my tongue such beautiful stories
Daphne Did
Daphne must sit on all of the clothes Daphne must eat on all of the clothes Daphne must do Daphne things On top of all of our things Daphne sits like a toad She’s a round dog.
My creations
Kept secret and safe. Written down for all time. The tomes of ideas are all mine. I will protect what I create.
A Promise
I’d like to begin with a confession: I am not an expert in love.* In fact I am not an expert on many things. I can’t sing. I can’t dance. I struggle with rhyming. But I am willing to try. To try my best. To…
Eighteenth poem
Be you, your true heart Actions speak louder than words Just follow your soul
Piaf
“Who is that plain little woman,” asked Mistinguett, “whose voice is too big for her body?”* And there is a long wind descending the aisles of the music halls where she once reigned. Yes, little. Yes, plain. Here we stand, recalling, in the pews of…
you can’t have your cake and eat it too
“Why not?!” She cried in a thousand ways, “I’ve paid my dues, I’ve challenged the days There’s plenty of cake sitting on my plate So why must I swallow the shadows I hate?”