Posts for June 29, 2021 (page 2)

A bird
made her nest 
in the nooks and crannies 
of the canopy over
my covered parking space. 

I hear them in there, 
crying for their supper. 
But she has flown away
maybe to find more food, 
maybe because I was standing
too close. 

A cicada
lost its way
and ventured too far west. 
It’s in the tree
on the way to my mailbox. 

It’s amazing that 
two tiny gossamer wings 
rubbing together
make such a loud noise.

We stuff our lives with noise–
the television, the radio, the internet, 
the soundtracks that our brains provide–
But even if the noise we make goes silent, 
Nature’s loud. 

my heart still skips a beat 
even after all these years
every now and then
the broken rhythm of our love song

white hair now
shimmering like the lace wedding dress
you don’t remember me wearing
but I’ll do the reminiscing
for the both of us

these chairs
a familiar faded tan
safe space
you used to be my
safe space
but these cushions are softer
than your arms
and they never turn me away
or forget my name

football
Bangles play today
your eyes will light up
with the T.V.
like they haven’t done for me

but love
eternal
always
forever
even as you forget
the moments we had together
I will hold us together
through T.V. dinners and hours of silence
wiped chins and endless football matches
I will love you even when
you can no longer say the words
I’ll put my ivory lace
to your face
and kiss us beautiful
and safe again

goodbye green door
goodbye five step porch stairs
id never felt balance on before 
goodbye neighbor’s trash cans 
stinking in the middle of june
goodbye grand old opera played
against the moon. goodbye ground
floor tenants passing whiskey after
four. goodbye bistro set and the three
times I sat with you before.

goodbye pandemic garden, no tomatoes
this year coming back to win. goodbye cheap
rent, goodbye all the good spots my plants
sprouted in. goodbye white brick, thick,
worn in walls. goodbye silver slick mailbox,
the sound the keys makes to reach the junk. goodbye
house, goodbye home, I’m leaving you
with someone else’s luck! 

you are too much
on my mind
in my dreams
in my arms

Lately, I haven’t felt like myself

Sometimes I’m too tired

Or overwhelmed

To do the things I enjoy

Simple things:

Car rides on back roads

Sorting music into oddly specific playlists

Getting iced coffee at 9pm

Watching trains go by.

Although they seem simple

Or weird,

I just feel like I haven’t had time

I’m not sure why though

But these things make me, me

And not doing them

Has me lost

So here’s your daily reminder

To do the things you love

The things you enjoy,

Even if it’s by yourself.

Sometimes it’s the simple things

That keep us going

^{The sun has pounded the earth today.}  

^{Older trees claim the deepest water today.}

^{I read “I, Too” by Langston Hughes today.} 

^{It’s a good day to listen today.}

^{Equality for all today.}

^{May we all come in ranked-first today.}

^{I learned that postcards are textile text today.}

^{How to make perfect corners when sewing, I learned that today.}

^{We all deserve quality air, clean water, and housing today.}

^{Let us all love song birds, at 5am, today.}

^{Perhaps you’ve wondered about song birds all day today.} 

^{I’ve chair-ed way too much today.}

^{Now I’m off to weed beneath a pine tree today.}

I can feel my bones
want to unwind and stretch out
for that distant Pacific shore
with my beater of a truck
white with pale green stripe
worn out surfboard in back
the cold ocean roaring
under gray skies 
where I will spend
the remainder
of my days
on the shore
or in the damp woods
drinking something warm
in my home while I watch
her move from room to room
like I watch her move now

I’m in no hurry
I’ve weathered
what should have killed me
or made me hard and unloving
but I’ll remain after
whatever dark thing
comes for me next
because sometimes
the fight
is just as good

Chase Lake–
pines edge the shore.
Tea-colored water laps
cold against the dock. Fish nibble
my toes. 

Morning
dawns cool, sunrise
lights treetops first, mirrors
them on water. Fish jumps, creates
ripples.

Rain falls,
pits lake surface.
Swimmers retreat inside.
Loon lands in our cove, tucks head, naps
afloat.