Monday, April 30, 2012

Letter Z


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

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Letter Y


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

Friday, April 27, 2012

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


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

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Letter W


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

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Letter V


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

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Letter U


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
finally that the answers are
under my own skin

Monday, April 23, 2012

Letter T


ticking of the clock
the hands are full
how to pass
the time
how about
the other thing

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Letter S


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

Friday, April 20, 2012

Letter R

Dark Rhyme

Restless reality
Loner mentality
Right or wrong
These are the words
Of my souls song
Sung by carrion birds

Thursday, April 19, 2012

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

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Letter O

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

Monday, April 16, 2012

Letter N


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

Saturday, April 14, 2012

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
mother said
the meat juice

some live
less ugly
when men
would cry

Friday, April 13, 2012

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!


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

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Letter K


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

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

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
sent at the bulk rate price
for whomever resides behind the door

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Letter I


Monday, April 9, 2012

Letter H

I am hovering
happily above the horror
here I am hiding

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Letter G

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


Friday, April 6, 2012

Letter F


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
self loathing
low self esteem
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

Thursday, April 5, 2012

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!

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

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.

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

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

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.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Letter B

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

Sunday, April 1, 2012

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!

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.