Poetry
Quickening: a poem
Afternoon is waning, waning,
Sitting, staring, clock is ticking,
Heart is full of joyful laughter;
I can feel my baby kicking!!!!
Dear Bully: A Poem
I thought you were too scared.
I thought I had run you off for once and for all.
I thought you had come to your senses
And screwed enough brains into your head to know you should never again mess with me.
You’re here again
To wake me up
To stare at me in the mirror
To be the air I breathe.
They [...]
To My Beloved on Valentine’s Day
Ink runs from the corners of my mouthThere is no happiness like mine.I have been eating poetry.~Mark Strand
Below is a poem I wrote yesterday for my sweet Eric. Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. Every day is Valentine’s Day with you, except without the chocolate. (He doesn’t like chocolate, folks!) Anyway, [...]