Far Off I see you in the end of my telescope you’re 46 your eyes are not as clear as they used to be when I turn the dial your face becomes softer the years back off and the spirit of you as a child before I knew you before life dirtied your surface are [...]
Posts Tagged ‘childhood’
Brown Sugar Alien
Posted in poetry, tagged aging, body image, childhood, coping, daily life, destiny, dreams, emotion, fear of the future, growing up, identity, life, Love, meaningful living, memory, missed opportunities, old age, philosophy, poetry, telescope, the future, the past, true love, writing on July 26, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Lost Leaves
Posted in poetry, tagged art, caregiving, childhood, children, compassion, comprehension, coping, daily life, disabilities, emotion, free verse, helping, helping professions, hospital, identity, life, life experience, nonverbal, poetry, understanding on July 9, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Honest Badge oh you fragile thing you beautiful eyes with words trapped inside when I move your hand in this brush were the colours right for the sea was this clay bowl the creation you wished it to be I will never know because I can not see your Mind Love, Muse
In a Boat
Posted in poetry, tagged career, career choice, career choices, childhood, coping, creativity, daily life, emotion, free verse, growing up, identity, kitchen sink, life, life experience, marbles, meaningful living, memory, missed opportunities, outdoors, philosophy, poetry, solitude, spiralbound notebooks, the future, work on July 2, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Everlasting Green something in me trembles as I stand over the precipice of the sink and look into the drain at pencils, marbles of this millenia, spirals of notebook bounds with nostalgia, bliss of young 18 year old confused me when I go to where the trees beckon and file this year I fear I [...]
One Bunny
Posted in poetry, tagged childhood, children, church, color, colour, creativity, dreams, easter, easter bunny, easter preparations, fake flowers, flowers, growing up, jesus, meaningful living, memory, plastic, plastic cups, poetry, spring, writing on April 4, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Chocolate Dixie they were decorating in the dark by the church an Easter surprise for children to come upon and be fooled into spring with eggs tucked near their wire stems yellow cups plates red and blue snipped and glued into a sturdy garden Bouquets of cheer beckoning us to come on in to say [...]
Warning Glory
Posted in poetry, tagged aging, childhood, childhood activities, childhood memories, coffee, coping, daily life, destiny, dreams, emotion, expectations, fear of the future, growing up, identity, life, life experience, meaningful living, memory, missed opportunities, mornings, philosophy, poetry, the future, the past on March 19, 2010 | 1 Comment »
Golden she didn’t know this when she got up twenty years ago and tied her shoes reached up to the sink got water in her eye and missed the brush from the coffee downstairs to eggs on her plate small people really don’t know what ever awaits. Love, Muse
Hard Blue
Posted in poetry, tagged being young, childhood, childhood activities, childhood memories, city, cold, friends, fun, gravity, ice, ice skates, ice skating, identity, life, life experience, meaningful living, memory, nature, neighborhood, nostalgia, outdoor activities, outdoors, poetry, skates, winter, youth on January 25, 2010 | 2 Comments »
Life In The Park wobble back into childhood with the ice first step on off and glide wear your feet in these leather gloves laces slide and you hold toes tight in till balance back becomes flight and semi-confidence try a turn maybe memory is not as strong as your centre of gravity Love, Muse
Black Liquor
Posted in Creative Writing, tagged body image, booze, childhood, cigarettes, decades, emotion, identity, life, life experience, loss of virginity, Love, missed opportunities, modern standards, monologues, Mothers, neighborhood, philosophy, plays, pop culture, relationships, sex, solitude, unrequited love on November 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Rosalie (Copyright Unlistedmuse, 2009) *blows smoke* Youth…what bullshit. It doesn’t matter what age you are now, really. Because you can always buy a younger face. They name the price, I can pay it. *sips from her wine* I was your age once. And I bet I did it better than you. These days it’s about [...]
To Life
Posted in poetry, tagged aging parents, brother, childhood, emotion, fathers, free verse, growing up, identity, life, life experience, Love, missed opportunities, Mothers, poetry, siblings, sister, the future on October 10, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Clairvoyant two plus the decade and you’ve got my eyes. across the table I am sharing blood with the same stranger who shared the womb almost all years apart maybe I broke the rules because I was the second one but now the same age in my mind dwelling tandem in the realm of The [...]
Unto Her
Posted in poetry, tagged childhood, emotion, free verse, identity, life, memory, Mothers, poetry, writing on July 25, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Grace Paley I read her words often, then I find that the corners of my eyes are stuck with sadness, too much emotion dislodged from the queued, perpetual backlog always waiting on the bridge between my ears and throat first line of that poem for her about her to her mother always turns the tap [...]
