Am I the only one |
I've lived in the same house, sleeping next to the same man for 10 years.But, some mornings I wake up thinking "What the fuck?" "How did I end up here?"And for the life of me, I can't remember
Posted by on Wed, 11 Mar 2009 06:52:00 GMT |
Peter Pan |
Hey Peter Pan, I'm going home now. I've done all I can. Besides, I'm grown now.I'll think of you, all painted with the night. You sit and watch from somewhereas one by one the lights go out. I...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 11:23:00 GMT |
grief- not just for dead people anymore |
A long time ago, a friend told me about Elizabeth Kubler Ross, and her ideas on the stages of grieving.
Anger was one of them.I felt angry the past couple of days. Fuck you kind of angry.
From what I...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Jan 2009 22:29:00 GMT |
ability of children |
People will ask those who have lived beyond terrible trials,"How did you come to get beyond your loss?"as though the survivor who suffered the loss should simply stop up their nose until breath is sta...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Sep 2008 10:53:00 GMT |
stalking |
Do you know who I am?She said, I'm the one who taps you on the shoulder when its your time.Do not be afraid....I'm just passing you by on my way. But don't be confused, one day I'll be coming for you.
Posted by on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 13:57:00 GMT |
Below the Waves |
Sometimes I just give up tryingIt seems like a lifetime that I've been fighting.It was hard enough just getting out of bed today.I'd call someone but what on earth would I ever say?Some call it the so...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 06:01:00 GMT |
Food for Thought |
Oily Food
Americans put almost as much fossil fuel into our refrigerators as our cars. We’re consuming about 400 gallons of oil a year per citizen- about 17% of our nation’s energy use- fo...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Mar 2008 14:01:00 GMT |
today |
First my left foot then my right, behind the other....
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 11:48:00 GMT |
for you |
May you dream you are dreamingIn a warm soft bed.May the voices inside you that fill you with dreadMake the sounds of thousands of Angels instead.Tonight, where you might be laying your head.Go and le...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 09:39:00 GMT |
Gerard Hopkins- a favorite poem |
Spring and FallTo a young childMargeret, are you grievingOver Goldengrove unleaving?Leaves, like the things of man, youWith your fresh thoughts care for, can you?Ah! as the heart grows olderIt will co...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 11:28:00 GMT |
