He asked me where I was planning to go
to accomplish the climbing route.
He beamed, called me sweetly simple.
I’d snapped at him, “Up.”
Tag: coming of age
19
Carefree, seeking pleasure, full of hormones,
bent on banter. Crashing towards, orbiting,
or straddling our fuel—no center. What
is gravity? Can’t hold us down, or back. Just
Variety Assigned
The schoolmaster shoved a smorgasbord
of poems down our throats, so that we would know
that poems can be anything so poems can be good,
even possible. But I’ve swallowed too many
Skinny
Dip with me into the lakes,
immersed in murky water, which covers
how far we
have yet to go.
Mirror, Mirror
There was a little girl I knew, with vibrant, dancing eyes;
A slender, graceful, little girl, with skin pulled taut that shined;
A careful, hopeful, spirited child with hair that flew behind;
A princess in a castle soon locked up, constrained, confined.
…Just trying to understand her land.
Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall,
Are skin-thick walls too strong to fall?
Mirror, Mirror, On The Wall,Read More »
Sometimes life has those moments
Sometimes life has those moments.
They’re the moments where you’re happy,
peaceful, joyful, free. And you’re not
alone. They’re the moments when you don’t even want
to jump out your window and run away
or make a cup of tea to cling to,
as though drinking it might keep you alive or sane.Read More »
jumping
I like to jump.
Jump is the good thing for me.Read More »
Sunset
When we were at each other’s cores,
you above and I beneath,
you were the light that colored the only world I had seen.
I engaged what I saw, and you slid to the side,
and suddenly all appeared more grey.
Those were the days when you seemed to be fading.Read More »
Lesson Plans
Grubby thumbs, bubble gum, and tire swings
set the stage for recess- Our turn to teach.
Sean’s sitter had shown him some algebra.
Keith knew what sex was. Hazel had met God,
and Em could map the local ghost’s hide outs.
Me? I shared my expertise on hatred-Read More »
Child Of Sand
Lurching waves launch up to reach
the power across jagged edges shot,
ricocheting down to kiss,
to ultimately betray.Read More »
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