Tick, tick, tick

Tick, tick, tick
Check my list
All the things
I have to do

Or do I have to?
Yes I do
To keep my mind
so occupied
that it's easier
to be alone

Missing you
but living life
thinking of you
thinking of us



Written Monday, March 12, 2012 - 10:26pm

On the streets

Hustling on the street
the hundreds of legs that move
so quickly, weaving in and out
of oncoming traffic, a bundle of
sneakers, pumps, boots and heels
that are jostling, vying for attention.

In these busy market streets
it seems the order of the day
is proving what you have inside
by what you wore today.




Written Sunday, March 11, 2012 - 10:52pm

Stretch

There is a dull ache in my back from sitting too long.
There is a kink in my neck from staring at the screen.
My body is crying for attention, my bones are crying to be shaken.
Feeling like I need to stretch until my spine
can pop out of this stiff shell
and be limber again.



Written Thursday, March 8, 2012 - 10:11pm

The...

The end of an era.
The final chapter.
The setting sun.
The ebbing tide.
The last breath.
The dying journey.
The nightfall.

The turn of a new page.
The beginning of the story.
The rising sun.
The flowing tide.
The first breath.
The fresh adventure.
The brand new day.



Written Wednesday, March 7, 2012 - 1:06am

Siblings

Those souls that floated towards
the same moonbeam that you chose.

Those hearts that can echo your
innermost thoughts without a sound.

Those eyes that can see your fear
and calm your nerves with a hug.

Those shoulders that you lean on
when you are weary from life's ache.

Those ripples of laughter that are
always contagious and exhilarating.

Siblings.
The gift of an eternal friend.
The gift of shared love
and understanding.



Written Tuesday, March 6, 2012 - 8:24pm

Little Tiny

The little tiny man
in his little tiny house
with a little tiny voice
gave a little tiny shout
and his little tiny wife
with her little tiny ears
felt little tiny shocks
that drew little tiny tears
for their little tiny dog
ran on their little tiny street
and a GREAT BIG TRUCK
turned him into little tiny meat.



Written Monday, March 5, 2012 - 1:27pm

Be cautious

Delicious is this life
and yet suspicious are the people
so judicious with their time
and yet ambitious with their plans.

It's so nutritious all this air
that fills my lungs,
please don't be vicious with my heart,
don't be seditious with my love.

Be cautious with the minds
that are malicious,
the ones so superstitious
that believe they must be always
repetitious to maintain
their precious habits
and traditions.



Written Sunday, March 4, 2012 - 7:40pm