Posted in poetry, tagged conclusions, coping, emotion, emotions, employment, endings, facing fears, fear, fear of the future, free verse, future, growing up, internship, internships, job, jobless, joining the work force, life, living, meaningful living, new beginnings, poetry, the future, transitions, unemployment, work, writing on August 20, 2010| 2 Comments »
Jurisdiction
I want to talk
about endings those
awkward things everyone
hopes will never
come. we like
to think that everything
we do everyone is
immortal that
there is no end to our
shopping list, our hours in
the night that
the week is infinite
so when
we come to the door
to the stop to
the close how
do we push into
the dark put
our foot out and
plunge into the messy
mists of “yet to come”?
I guess one thing
to remember is
when diving, don’t
breathe in, and if
needed,
plug your
nose.
Love, Muse
A.N.: My 10-12month internship comes to a close next week.- then I will search for a job until someone wants to employ me. Talk about giant cliffs to leap off of…..
Posted in poetry, tagged body image, coping, creativity, daily life, destiny, dreams, emotion, fear of the future, free verse, future, identity, life, life experience, meaningful living, memory, personality, philosophy, poetry, solitude, the future, work, writing on August 14, 2010| 1 Comment »
The Rules
I am so unsure
of everything I know
inside my skin
outside in the air I
have no clue
pictures look like
strangers
reflections like ghosts
that have haunted me since
childhood when,
at times, I stood in front
of the mirror, eyes unfocused
trying to picture who
I would resemble when
older
But now as I fix one
knot another unravels
at my spine and
threads tear away at the
base of my neck
I get one layer of
my person and
soul and forty more
come to light
fly away
and turn into pumpkins
at the morning sun.
Love,
Muse
Posted in poetry, tagged being in love, cities, city, cohabitation, coping, daily life, emotion, fear of the future, free verse, identity, life experience, living together, meaningful living, relationships, remodeling, the future on August 10, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Hearth
there’s a shift in
my clock internally
externally yours
now that isn’t an
analogy for a stroller
roller derby time
I just never
know where I
am in the year I
see it on piano
keys Tuesday is D
the days rolling
in a circle of 5ths
and you count the months
rent by rent and
I look at this chair
covered in shirts
and wonder where your
heart is if
this isn’t home.
Love, Muse
A.N.: Our apartment is pre-re carpeting from a water-damage disaster . It’s awful. And has made us both hate it. There’s dust and random little critters everywhere.
Posted in poetry, tagged coping, emotion, free verse, life, meaningful living, philosophy, poems, poetry, religion on August 1, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Not a Religion
there are many crosses in my life
in the street where you stop your car
up in the air, over the trees
in the bottom of my cup,
in the dregs
spoken from the book
or left on his lips
yours is the one you
left in the window
mine is the one ignored from birth
theirs are the one that came from a volcano
and hers is the one
she never really found and gave a way
to a stranger on a phone.
I drew it once and it looked like
a triangle.
It has been sung often and sounds like
a law.
With four hundred arms and blue tinged skin
balancing a lotus and a cup of coffee
We all find something to bear
Shaped like a question mark, a toad
or a stone.
The question is, do you hold it on your heart?
Or see it through wind?
Or do you write it down, burn it
and let it go
This is the question that I
do not know.
Love, Muse
A.N: I’m struggling a little here- I wanted to write tonight but it just wasn’t flowing. I don’t know how I feel about this one.
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 »
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 shown to
me all
sparkling clear
and too far
away.
Love, Muse
Posted in poetry, tagged being in love, birthday, birthdays, break ups, coping, daily life, fiction, free verse, identity, life, life experience, Love, meaningful living, memory, missed opportunities, non fiction, poetry, relationships, shirts, souls on July 16, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Imagine Them
you know that
shirt I gave you for
your birthday last
year when you
left, after your
smell had gone I
washed the windows
with the ripped bits
of festive love that
you left behind from
jcrew.
our relationship cleaned
better than
windex.
Love,
Muse
A.N.: to be honest, the idea for this poem was not mine- I was inspired by something I stumbled upon on the internet and realised that most of the poems I write are about things in my life, nonfiction. So I imagined two people and where their lives had taken them. I won’t tell you what I saw- make your own picture.
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
won’t be
able to ever
get
that back.
Love,
Muse
Posted in poetry, tagged bodies of water, calm, countryside, dreams, dusk, emotion, evening, free verse, identity, inner calm, inner peace, life, life experience, meaningful living, meditation, memory, mindfulness, nature, night, peace, peaceful, pebbles, poetry, pond, quiet, rocks, solitude, stars, still water, summer, sunset, water, wilderness, Wildlife, writing, zen on June 25, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Depart
just once, it
was clear
like a pond
plum coloured
the day set
and I looked
upon the rocks
and thought
easier to fish
when you
have the
correct net
for
catching
stars
Love,
Muse
Posted in poetry, tagged Adam, apple, being in love, biblical, creativity, eden, Eve, evil, free verse, garden of eden, god, good, identity, interpretations of biblical literature, knowledge, life experience, man, meaningful living, nature, poetry, relationships, snake, souls, the bible, the search for knowledge, tree of knowledge, woman on May 17, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Lament of The Only Woman
I shouldn’t have
eaten the apple
not really
that snake said
lovely
words of
velvet
made sense
at the time
and my naked
man
hopped my
logic train
and now we’re
out in
the desert.
And I’m
knocked up.
Balls.
Love,
Muse
A.N: This is a take on biblical stories. To the mother of the poet, my uterus is not full of babies. In case you were concerned.
From The Diary of An Unlisted Muse 