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My Millionaire Day
Yesterday I felt like a millionaire In late July there was a sense of fall in the air I got off work early The humidity was low so my hair didn’t get too curly Nah, it had that natural beachy summer wave And I opened my sunroof Thought about how my soul’s been saved For…
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Time for a Run
It comes around if I go a few days I like to believe there’s nothing I crave But the withdrawals set in Every time, like the sun settin’ I start to see life’s negatives People and happenings become problems rather than God’s gifts As if life is something to be plowed through I even start…
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If I Were a Cop
Sometimes I wish I were a cop Maybe then I could make the world stop Most definitely the guy on my route to work this morning who was going 45 in a 25 Weaving in out of cars like maybe he was dreaming Or maybe it was the effects of Ambien We met at the…
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Daughter of Genesis
Beneath the surface she moves Like a sea creature I can see the ripples, the grooves On the sea of my lower abdomen Oh, how at nearly 29 weeks I’m a believer It’s still a miracle to me, though, how she happened I feel like I’m living the very early Genesis chapters In which life…
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The Patronizing Patients
We’re in a professional setting Time is ticking like always If I were writing an essay, Annoying would be the heading Knocking on each door is like turning a page Waiting to hear what people will say When I’m the examiner Being examined Your thoughts about my blouse Are better off in your mind than…
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Beach Finds
Some would say these are trying times So on a drizzly Sunday morning me and a friend went to the beach to unwind Sure, it was a little like hurricane weather But walking for hours with a friend, on the beach, can make one feel better She pointed at a spongy looking sea creature that…
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Time Flying
Time flies It’s a cirrus cloud in disguise It’s a pile of cash in your hands Then it’s all the things that life demands: your leaking roof, your painful tooth, your flat tire, your hollow stomach’s desire You can’t hang on to it Or put it in a mason jar with a lid You can’t…
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YOU
I could feel the finger pointing Even touching my chest But I listened, did my best As she sobbed and told me about her anxiety Stomach pains Tingling in the depths of her brain Tension almighty! Her job was stressing her out I nodded, with stooped shoulders, and didn’t doubt it She was my 18th…
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My Crepe Myrtle
I’ve been reading my old journals Looking up to stare out at the crepe myrtles I’m thinking about how I was raised In the town I still live in My whole life has been lived in a 5 mile radius It seems like there was a lack of praise A missing celebration As I turn…
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The Skeptic’s Show
Last night we finished watching the show I’d love to talk to the writer After seven episodes, there was a lot to think about Still so much I don’t know Vampires and Bible verses Overzealous do-gooders and skeptics A town was left in the end with empty purses It was so hectic Reminiscent of Jonestown…
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