9.15.2010: Person Poem

For my teacup:

My Grandma, my teacup,
is small, it's true.
But so ready to cheer up,
so full of love for you.

My teacup, my grammy,
lovely and kind,
silly and sassy,
never far from my mind.

9.1.2010: Set the World on Fire Poem

I smelled the gasoline-
everything was drenched.
He stood on the peak,
and flicked the Bic.
I held my breath-
it didn't spark.
It began to rain.

8.25.2010: Whatever____ Poem

Whatever happened to quality
tv? Sitcoms, game shows, good
entertainment? Where did all
of this "reality" come from? It's
not even real! It's all just
bad writing. Don't books and
the outdoors just look
so much better?

8.11.2010: As I was Saying Poem

As I was saying
before being so rudely-
oh look! A kitty!

I'm back. I think.

Have you missed me? I've missed you! So, I have had writer's block for a while. And I know everyone has their own beliefs about writer's block. But, I believe it exists, and I go through it from time to time. Richie has generously offered to give me writing assignments to unblock me. My first? A two-page, single-spaced paper on puppies. Seriously. So came The Inalienable Rights of Puppies. Debating publishing it on here.

Quote of the Day: "If you have powers, cultivate them. The work of dping it willbring you as much satisfaction as you will ever get. The huzzahs of the public don't mean anything. That's the aftermath- you've been paid and satisfied if you are not selfish and greedy long before that reaches you." ~Ames, Sister Carrie, Theodore Dresier
What I'm Reading: The Feminine Mystique by Betty Friedan.

8.4.2010 Poem: Shopping Poem

I do not shop for clothes,
jewelry, handbags, shoes.
These are not my creature
comforts. I shop for books,
yarn, film. These are the
items that give me relief,
warmth,comfort, love.

7.14.2010: After the Rain Poem

After the rain, all is still,
the air is heavy, and a mist
rises from the grasses. Birds
chirp, softly, unsure if all is
clear. A chill touches my
bones- I shiver.