Posts Tagged Freeverse
Dinnertime
Posted by admin in Freeverse, Stream of Consciousness on January 19th, 2011
Time spent
Around a table
Wasps attacking
Saying I’m street
How to deal
With the right ear
Now that I’m
Repeating
Hyper-ventalation
Creation
Hanging out with the kids
Staying grounded
Well founded
Something
Posted by admin in Broken Prose, Freeverse, Stream of Consciousness on January 13th, 2011
Something that happened to a friend and I (or not)
More or Less
His face
Hiding behind his hands
Not scary to me
I broke him in
So this is nothing to me
Except fun
No, not really
[A Friend]
Now I can’t write
Another way
Can’t get there from here
Trust
I
Hormones and acne
You
Only care about your sensuality
That spreads too far
Safety
Posted by admin in Freeverse, Stream of Consciousness on January 7th, 2011
To feel safe
Reading about him
Feeling safe alone
Leaving home
Wanting to see in
Safe with him
No, not really
I don’t feel safe, she said
And then they sent them
Safe within
Safe without
How to connect
To the doubt
Without
Within
Without
Safety
For them
And for me
Not ideal
To play a role
It takes its toll
Life is a stage
Time heals all wounds
I’m melting, said the witch
Safe
Is a four letter word
Poems from the hospital
Posted by admin in Freeverse, Stream of Consciousness on December 17th, 2010
A saphire flower ring for a child with a diamond centre,
gold
delicate
lost
A black onyx oval ring
silver
for a teen
lost
A large fake pink fur coat
florescent pink nap sack
red leather wallet
pink sweater
pink and grey plaid pleated skirt
grey pumps
my children are my/the/a /gift/s
My wedding rings that I am no longer wearing
feeling less than
his family
they did a better job
I am not worthy of them
I cannot stop they way things are going
I need to slow this down
to talk to him about some small things
I need from the house
the family home
the dradles and manorah
I cannot go out on thursdaynight
to talk to him about having a toy box
to see about skates
can we rent them?
to see if there are skates for them in the basement
to see if I can have a sled
the baby books
When I wore all of the rings
I was working hard
n ow I don’t wear then/m
now I am not working
on my marriage
And they are for them
if they want them
I don’t want to be in this situation
my expectations are too high
pictures of the beauty there was
I want to feel pride in my children
and not to shame them
to feel pride in myself first might be necessary
to not feel shame about my situation
I have
now that I write about it
felt shame
to be separated from my kids
to get divorced
to have been smoking
to be testing the medication
off label
sh
to have been
to be clawing my way out of a hole
Now I need to feel pride in that my family has climbed out
that we need to still take care of each other
and to look out for each other
even though we are still in our situation
the mummy – dad, new york magic trick, lost
the blanky – mom, thumbsucking, threw it out
the ragady anne doll – in the picture
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