Letter Z

Zombie


Zany zombie
on exhibit at the zoo
beware says the sign
he is from voodoo
he craves your flesh
gray matter too
there is no doubt
you should not freak out
as he shambles about
his virus is only contagious
when he bites you

Letter Y

Y


yellow clad
youth over
yonder appears to be
about to
yodel
yoke on my face
it was just a big
yawn

Letter X

Wow this was a hard letter and this post totally sucks. I found most of the words used at a site called The Phrontistery


X

the xanthous xanthodont xanthippe
took some xanax
found her way to xanadu

for those that have no patience to look up the words, here is the interpreted version

the yellow haired, yellowed teeth, ill tempered woman
took a mood altering drug
and found her way to paradise

Letter W

W


W did not
wander through my
night time world and
weave its
wants into my thoughts
I woke
wondering
what do I write today?

Letter V

Vagabond

Street corner

Tattered sign

Begging for a dime, a dollar

Anything helps

A car stops like so many others

Out steps a dirty young girl

The old drifter passes her his sign and takes over the wheel

As he drives away in the brand new Mercedes Benz

She stands

Tattered sign

Begging for a dime, a dollar

Anything helps

Letter U

Under


under the influence
of too many self help books and sites
under pressure
to complete successive steps
under achiever
when those steps don't go as promised
under the microscope I place
all the doubts that come back
understanding
finally that the answers are
under my own skin

Letter T

Time


tick
tock
ticking of the clock
the hands are full
how to pass
the time
how about
this
that
the other thing

Letter S

Sleep


shadow shifter
surround me
in the sweet solitude
of sleep
shallow images
swallow all
behind my eyes the
slideshow flickers
soon
the shadow grows dim
it releases its grasp
to the light of the
soothing sun
stretch
grab a pen
set this day
on its path

Letter R

Dark Rhyme

Restless reality

Loner mentality

Right or wrong

These are the words

Of my souls song

Sung by carrion birds

Letter Q

quietly inquire
your quickening heartbeat
the elusive nature
of such desire
may quickly retreat
such a quandary
if the foundation
is laid
yet the moment
should fade
due to the
attention not paid

Letter P

Photograph


Image sage
of the
emulsified page

Letter O

Oh
I am sorry to say
that my mind seems to be out
there is a sign posted in the frontal lobe
out for ideas
be back soon

Letter N

Nonsense

color is
color is what
color is
black
black
etched in black
pencil is sharp
line up the words
come to your point

Letter M

I finally located my magnetic poetry kit in a box yesterday.  I just love the things you can come up with.  Sometimes it is quite silly, other times something that really resonates.  So here are two offerings from my poetry play time!

Magnetic Poetry


let me see your
frantic storm
when
mother said
manipulate
the meat juice
----------------------

some live
less ugly
when men
would cry

Letter L

First off, Happy Friday the 13th!!  One of my favorite days of the year!  Now to the poem which may be offensive to some of you, so you have been warned!

Limerick

there was a transvestite named Dewitt

hand me that tape after I tuck it

he spread his cheeks wide

hid his manhood inside

all made invisible every bit

Letter K

Kiss


we lean in
I pull back quickly
breath shallow
tickles my nostrils
we lean in
lips brush together
I pull back again
eagerness
as our lips meet
once more
exchanging many
unspoken words
thoughts
promises
your mouth moist and warm
tastes of my future

Letter J

Junk Mail


The post man comes
drops in a pile of mail
such anticipation
opening the lid
grabbing the stack
flipping through
causing a
slight ink laced breeze
to hit my face
home owner
current occupant
someone else's name/or current resident
all sorts of
sales on this and that
life enhancing
life changing
opportunities
sent at the bulk rate price
for whomever resides behind the door

Letter I

interrogate
your
intentions
interpret
initiate
instigate
inspiration

Letter H

Haiku
I am hovering
happily above the horror
here I am hiding

Letter G

Today this post is being hijacked by the fiance.  He fancies himself funny, so here we go.

Gertrude
gargantuan
green
giggling
grasshoppers
from
gettysburg

Letter F

Forgive


hey you
look at me when I talk to you
you think you don't deserve it
I'm doing this for me
not you
I forgive you your
anger
weakness
hatred
self loathing
low self esteem
selfishness
negativity
laziness
why
why do I forgive you
all these things
you slipped up
let me see you
really see you
no more hiding
my reflection
stares back at me
tears in the eyes
slight smile on the lips

Letter E

By a happy little cowinkydink today is my youngest son Evan's 16th Birthday.  So Today is for him!  It is quite amazing to me that 16 years have already gone by and he is standing on the precipice of adulthood.  I know as a parent that has been my job and the ultimate goal to raise a respectable young man and watch him grow into an adult and have a great and fulfilling life. However it is quite emotional as well.  I remember all the baby steps and all the first achievements.  All the hand holding and hugs (those I still get as much as I can), the fits and the tears.  But I am truly a very proud momma of both of my sons.

My tiny little tummy pal
I felt you grow and change everyday
Every kick and awkward back flip you did in your liquid home
Creating a bond with one another unlike any I have ever known
your journey out was led by my joyful tears
followed by the most beautiful sound
your first cry
I made a promise to always be there for you
always love you
protect you from as much as I was able
My job to teach and yours to learn
Although our road has not always been smooth
you endured the bumps with so much grace
giving me so much pride
So many memories of a baby, a boy and now an amazing young man
Happy Birthday!

Letter D

Okay today's post is less of a poem and more like some words forming complete sentences! :)  I joined a group for insecure writers so thought I would write a little about that.  A dream that I have held close to my heart is to be a writer.  However this is a dream that has caused me a lot of turmoil.  I live in fear of my own dream.  I avoid it and have sabotaged it more times than I like to count.  I have made very rash decisions in regards to writing, like deleting all of my writer friends on Facebook and Twitter and deleting my old blog.  All of this came out of a very dark place that my dream was not able to enter. So with all of that said, I would still like to be a writer minus the self sabotage. I know there is a first step here somewhere and life truly is too short to not go for what you want.

Dream
In my dark world of non-reality
words swirl and spin
mine for the taking
glowing white words
wanting to become real
a voice speaks them aloud
remember when your world becomes light

Letter C

Climbing The Tree

You begin your ascent

the lower branches are easy to navigate

as you climb 

the distance between limbs increases 

you must develop more confidence in your skills to climb higher

some limbs will snap under your weight

others are quite sturdy and supportive

you stay on these limbs for a while to enjoy the view

Many seasons will pass as you climb

The rebirth of spring

The vitality of summer

The letting go of fall

The death of winter

Once you reach the top

You look down

see how far you have climbed and all you have accomplished by trusting yourself and the tree.

Letter B

Beat
Do you hear that beating?
beat, beat
beat, beat
beat, beat
I'm sure you can hear that beating, I see your foot tapping.

My fingers dance on the bongo's
My feet tap the ground

Beat, beat
beat, beat
beat, beat

First day letter A

Hello all, Happy April Fool's Day!  Today Starts the A to Z challenge.  I am going to try to write a poem for each letter. Just a thought on my poetry, it is quite unorthodox and I do not claim to attempt to follow any poetic guidelines.  So perhaps "poetry" would not fit for what I do, but maybe incomplete sentences of my thoughts would be more accurate.  Enjoy!

Awake
The answer to how can I change,
came in the form of
a blood clot in my brain.
Appreciation abounds for
having another day,
another chance,
to be
awake to the moment
and in the now.