Monday, October 31, 2011

Sleeping Beauty

Sleeping Beauty, lying fair
upon your bed, atop your stair
did you really want a kiss?
did you long for wedded bliss?

or did you wish that you could say
“Beat it prince, scram, go away”
and climbing on your marriage bed
sleep for eternity instead.

(This, on the other hand, I definitely remember writing. I was in college, taking a full load of classes, working three jobs, and I was SO TIRED.)

Monday, October 24, 2011

Reader and the Pea

It’s piled up
A thousand mattresses high
If you remove them all and find the pea
It’s hardly worth it
I, personally, would rather bounce
Higher and higher still
Off of the mattress pile
 (it’s only refuse and frosting)
and land rejoicing in a bin of peas

(I have absolutely no recollection of writing this. None at all.)

Monday, October 17, 2011


enigma you are
your hair like a blossom
your face like a star
walking in a queer
way as if you begged
of other passersby
the right to breathe


Monday, October 10, 2011


box them up.
 Who will sell light?
Low costs!
Low prices!
A moon in a jar
A sun in a basket.
 How can you sell energy?
Box it,
Crate it,
living, pulsing rays.
Open the Store
Show your wares
 Who will buy?
Rainbows! Going cheap.


Monday, October 3, 2011

Rain falls--

rain falls
green creeps slowly into the water-starved plants
the pounding water cleanses
and death
from the wilting leaves
silently they lift and reach towards the clouded skies
and among the deadened leaves and sodden ground
in ugliness a small plant slowly reaches up and out
and raindrops glisten on a blossom
a spark of beauty in a place of abject filth
a little bud of carmine
perfectly shaped
and hesitantly opening
a glimmer of pearly water drops
on its beauty
a rose

(My dad made me plant my roses at the extreme end of the yard, next to the compost heap. Yep, elephants are nowhere in it when it comes to remembering stuff that made me mad.)