Category: Poem
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Cinderblocks
On top of my eyelids sit cinderblocks Because at 1, 3, 5 am I watch the clock While I feed a newborn And coast in my rocker In my mind there’s a storm Those cinderblocks squeeze out my tears As I think back on the years And as I think ahead I ponder the moment…
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Heading South
All my life I’ve been heading north It’s what I’ve always been told to do To climb corporate ladders Supposedly at the top the sky is blue To discuss sophisticated matters But last night I found delight in a more yellowy hue Fall finally came And my body birthed something new Leaves littered the backyard…
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Octopus Prayers
I’m holding a newborn baby And in just a week I’ve discovered it would be nice to be an octopus To have a few more arms so I could hold more and do more In all this, I’m not a wuss Just because I’m crying when I hear my old favorite tunes Or when I…
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Waiting on Virginia
This is what it’s all been leading up to The grand finale is seeing you Everyone’s asking Me and your father have been tasking Fixing things, preparing freezer meals, last minute laundry I hope, Dear, one day you’ll understand how it feels I know it hasn’t quite donned on me Not yet in full measure …
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Hurricane Love
I feel I’m in the calm before the storm I’ve spent the last few days sleeping in because I know it won’t be the norm At least that’s what everyone tells me I’m waiting for the water to break Opinions and advice are more ubiquitous than the ads the TV sells me And how much…
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The Mom, Director, and Doctor
He accompanied his wife to the doctor’s appointment At 37 weeks pregnant, she was feeling disjointed The doc asked the husband: “It says on the chart that you are the city zoo’s executive director” As the woman lay on the table like a dropped checker The doctor went on about how he loved the zoo …
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The Brier
You had a brier stuck in your paw We were trotting down the sand dune It made me think of the Apostle Paul A thorn in the side I knew something was wrong when I threw your frisbee and you cried It pained me to see you hobble I went down to the water where…
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Trains and Poems
Sometimes writing a poem is like doing a math problem Trains and distance and time How long? Aaahh!! Too long, I can’t figure it out and I start sobbin’ Some words just don’t rhyme And I have no train of thought My ideas don’t sound good on paper like they ought My brain fizzles out,…
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Pizza & Prayer
It’s possible I’ve been living under a cloud for the past 10 years I still look at the altar and the cross but my persistence is quick to disappear Maybe this is the usual course And I’m not superstitious or even uber religious But I know humanity needs some other force Because like a heavy…
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Certifiably Death
It was the first day of fall And I assure you I did my best to stall On my last day I signed a death certificate It’s like death always finds a way to spit What was the cause? Who knows? The medical examiner (who wasn’t called) and God, I suppose To the generalist, it’s…
