electrician crawls under house
sand dirties his messy uniform
halfway through his job
he collapses and rests his head
among the dirt and cobwebs
he sleeps like he never has
Poetry
I’m working on writing a thousand poems. I started in April 2015.
Poem #424
man with a worn bowler hat
spends his life reading
he sits among book towers
escaping with Tom
he eats orange Jell-O and crackers
falling in love with Brontë
he lays in an adjustable bed
drinking tea with Alice
loves his adventures
man with beige slipper-socks
Poem #423
dark black spider
lived under the bathmat
his whole life
no one bugged him
until one day
brunette with spray bottle
swiped away his home
he barely got away
Poem #422
paint under my fingernails
tired behind my eyes
brain outside my head
Poem #421
bad day
sleep more
Free Poems #3 – Finding Peace of Mind
I had another request for a #freepoem on Twitter! This time the person kind of gave me a larger realm to work with: life struggles and finding peace of mind. I’ll admit having such a broad topic made this one a little harder, so I searched my personal experience to come up with my version of peace of mind.
Calming down after a long and busy day is a Herculean task, especially for me. I was doing NaNoWriMo this month, but I had to stop because I was getting snappy with the people I love — mind you, I finally found a method that works for me… voice-to-text, and I was certain I’d be able to finish this month. As a result, I’ve been trying to appreciate the small calm moments that happen all the time, and that’s what this poem is about:
momentary pause
you find it everywhere
among hassle and chaosit is the green light
on the busy commute home
a breath let out as you
take your foot off the brakeyou find it everywhere
among toil and discordit is the slide of the deadbolt
in your front door
quiet at last as you
shut out the world for the nightyou find it everywhere
among strife and troubleit is the heavy unconscious
on the 300 count sheets
sleep slips in as you
drift peacefully away from the struggle
Thank you for reading! Feel free to request a #freepoem from me on Twitter or on my contact page!
Poem #420
cat burrows deep
into a cave
of human possessions
doesn’t come out
until humans leave
Poem #419
disappointing pasta
unusual pizza
skittish kitty
Poem #418
clockmaker dismantles me
firm hand on the back of my body
off comes my cover
deft fingers fiddle with my gears
clockmaker reassembles me
shines me up
places me in her breast pocket
I am warm and safe
Poem #417
touch me
encase me
put strong hands on my arms
squeeze me tightly
wrap me up
I’m foggy gas
without a container
escaping into the universe
dissipating
disappearing
I’m a fishbowl
full of water
in a car on rough terrain
sloshing around
water everywhere
keep me contained
keep me whole
it’s nagging discomfort
I’m close to tears
but I’ll be fine