Catching Up...

I have about 400-gajillion poems that should type up and add on here, but being shut away in the wild woods of Wisconsin for a summer has a way of disrupting my posting process...the following are those poems from this summer that I recently located...more to come, I am certain of it.

I'm going to make a promise to myself...

To blog more.

Because, in doing so, I find release...
and with release...
I grow less...

Flighty....

Yep...

Feeling...

disjointed
disjunct
disoriented
candlesnuffed...

probably all without reason
but still...

I am hardly in the mood for proper punctuation...

Today it rained

and today I worked
and today I worried

Do I ask too many questions?
Do I ask too much of you?
Are you truly happy?

Or do you simply feign happiness,
as I have,
far too many times?

And every time you drift away
I panic,
although I'm guilty of
the exact same tendency.

Will you stick around
every time my feathers are ruffled,
every time I'm startled and flit off,
will you wait for me to come back,
and alight near you?

You promise its true
every time you softly pour out
those three words

but I've been promised before
and left with broken wings
and broken hopes.

You're different
I know you're different

I can feel it
and I wish and hope and pray
that I'm right.

Ugh...

Ugh...I'm in a weird mood lately. I just feel, well...trapped. I can't break free because I can't put my finger on just what or who or where is trapping me, but trapped I am. I feel as though some part of my freedom has been compromised, and I can't get it back, because, well, I guess I don't even know why...I'm restless, I'm bored, I'm severely short on any kind of motivation, I'm lacking stimulation that comes from only a certain kind of person or thing. I can't paint, I can't write, I can't even emote it would seem. I'm in a complete creative funk, and I despise it.

...but we all float on...

Cheers to you all, may your days be sunny :)

I dug this out today...

The polish slowly cracks

on your perfectly varnished realities

spidering out of control

until it all peels off and falls to the floor

and you're left exposed

full of potential

but skittish of everything

Doesn't it feel a funny kind of wonderful?

Cheers! :)

Hello, old friend....

So, it most certainly has been a while...so much has happened.

I've gone through lovers, losses, illness...but today is a new day.

I just got a new job, $10/hr and a generous part-time schedule.

The sun is shining, Sasha is purring on the windowsill, and Blake and I shall rendezvous for coffee el fresco shortly.

Life is good... :)