Poem #84

a girl with beautiful blue eyes
sits solitary in a rowboat
she’s been waiting two hours
one hour past when he said
he still hasn’t shown up
she wrings her fingers
her eyes are watery
but she refuses to blink
the water laps at the sides
she remains motionless
even as noises tempt her
another hour passes
she knows he isn’t coming
but waiting was a testimony
her legs ache and shake
as she walks away alone

Poem #80

I’m falling in love
with an idea
punctuated
by psychic daydreams
euphoric flashes
of stomach floating
I’m falling in love
with who I will be
comfortable
in my own skin
free words
with a big smile

Poem #79

“turn around, little bird”
says the gardener
little bird turns and chirps
the gardener smiles and squawks,
“you are so beautiful, little bird”
little bird flutters away in a hurry

Poem #78

pixels float on a screen
deep blue and white hot
it’s the time in space
bouncing and twisting
move a muscle, it’s gone
stare and become one
wait for it to come back
skittish and temperamental
finally, here with exuberance
enjoy, breathe, wait some more
slow change but steady
watch it forever

Poem #76

in a 7 by 10 foot room
we sit for an hour
you can’t breathe
you’re laughing so hard
we look at pictures
of you, you look 12
of me, you skip them
of the dog, she’s a dork
of the cat, he’s suave
of our mom, she’s cute
and then we leave