21/30 April is National Poetry Month

It is not enough to have known you.
It is not enough to have the shared moments with you.
It is not enough the brief sprinkling of time and space that held the words spoken between us.
There is never enough time and space for that.
You, funny, witty, own sense of humor and timing,
not reluctant to reach out, be a friend, help someone out,
honestly with your own shortcomings, failures and successes.
Your time was way to brief.
Your touch was so deep.
You will never be forgotten by those who loved you and those who had too brief an encounter.
You probably know this.
You may have even planned it this way.
But know, that if you come around this way again
we'd all like you to stay a while longer.

20/30 April is National Poetry Month

Nineteen

"It's the last year of your teen-aged years" she said,
I was going to marry her son
Thirties, two children and a drug habit that would take him from everything.

I didn't know that.
I also didn't know that love didn't come on the end of acid filled tongues,
rageful fits of thrown items across rooms,
squeeling tires peeling out of driveways,
in other people's beds one did not belong,
and violent threats against my family.

I did not stay.
I eventually left with nothing,
a car that didn't work,
no money, no self-esteem,
but you can't compete with cocaine and sex-addiction.

I wonder sometimes how many are nineteen,
and leaving the best of their teen-aged years in the hands of those who don't care,
don't feel enough,
don't really want anything but to control them,
only to give that up in the end when something else catches their eyes.

What I would say to them?
You are wise beyond your years,
your eyes, your lips, your smile, your heart will move mountains,
but I know how deep that hole runs in the center of your soul,
and that no one ever told you how much you are really worth,
and I know their voice speaks louder than any god,
and how waiting for them to say magic will take up most of your time,
they'll never say it, I can guarantee that,
coming from one who waited for years until she realized she had to say it to herself.
So if you find yourself unable to wait any more,
spent most of your time on tears, empty promises and scar tissue,
Happy Birthday,
It's going to be unbelievable. 

17/18/19 April is National Poetry Month

17.  Why?
Why did I decide that writing a poem a day would be a good idea?
Why did I decide to embrace my creativity instead of stifle it?
Why did I decide that 3 yoga classes in one day is a sane thing to do?
Why did I decide to do yoga again the day after?
Why did I decide to get another crazy cat?
Why did I decide that I liked cats?
Why did I decide to eat a whole bag of chocolate covered gluten free pretzels?
Why did I decide to continue to eat afterwards?
These are the questions....

18.  Haiku for the day:  Cats

Sharpening your claws
testing, preparing, killing

thanks for the flat tire

19.  Love

Love is when you don't kill the cat
who used your bike tire as the sharpener for his claws.
Love is the when you don't kill the boyfriend
for losing his wallet/phone/fill in the blank and ask you for the millionth time where that might be.
Love is when you don't kill yourself
because you are lucky to have any of the above items and they mean that you are lovable.

15 and 16/30 National Poetry Month "Early"

Early (too early for Haiku)

Neighbors pounding tile
Six-thirty in the am
Sunday morning foul!

Blue
Is one of my favorite colors
Sky blue, ocean blue, midnight blue, turquoise and all shades in between.
It is also a favorite color to paint emotion,
heart as blue as midnight, blueness of my tears, bluish hint of his smile,
in the blue of my garden hides meaning, taste, expression, curiosity
and the blue of the rain washes the dust off my soul
how many shades can one word color....

14/30 April is National Poetry Month

Snow
cold wind blowing drifts
whistling through cedars
sharp chill on my skin
gray soft skies promising more
never felt so close to God
than here.

13/30 April is National Poetry Month

Be
Everything
Life
Intrisicly
Enthusiasticly
Veritable
Embody
Reality

Yet

One
Undeniable

Morally
Understand
Sincerely
Taught

Talk
Express
Listen
Lament


Trusted
Reliable
Unequivocal
Telling
Honesty

Blind 12/30

Some can't see because their eyes fail them
Some can't see because their mind fails them...