Quiver

Hushedly your waves curl to meet my shore.
I unfurl.
Never has the earth shuddered like this.

for fall 2010

So sure you were my twin soul
The tide to meet my coast
A calm in my bones I'd never known could be real.
We dreamt up a future on sugar-spun puff clouds
to ease our thorny pasts.
Somehow we soured, it was to sweet to keep in the sun we'd made our home.

These days I still think we could have been cut from the same slab of stone,
Set apart to learn and toughen our hearts, let the wind carve out our skin.
We see the same places upon closing our eyes; unfit for the times we're in.

city in the northeast

Cold nights most the year in a den so snug
made it easy, too easy to sleep away the day.
Outside; a rhythm so fast;
syncopation- too much for my poor heart to beat.

Stone. Brick. Double Paned windows
would never break like me.
 
I ached to grow strong like the oaks that lined the street
oh city living, you made a wretch of me.

in progress

Familiar road
these nights- full of promises to myself
things I swore I'd never say again
think again
hope again
be again.
Wedged a country between me and old ghosts
who haunt, still want.
They won't believe it's dead.

What the hell did I know about hangovers when I was 18?

(22 Jul 2006)

In this world of work, love and hangovers
Where will your golden hand lay its touch
In this world of work love and hangovers
I will never understand even one day at a time
One day at a time
You should know I still love you

logophilia

It came early this year
Urgency ordinarily ordered away
Insistent, irrepressible, irreducible, indisputable
Heavy as stone

(Rain, rain, wash everything clean
Help to wipe out these places we've been
Slick, wet, and shiny- each surface pristine
Clear away the aftermath, absolve us these sins)

We sang out for lapis lazuli skies
Childishly chirrupy, sprightly and spirited
Unexpecting, unsuspecting, turned dejected left bereft
"Sun", lied the forecast

(Rain, rain, wash everything clean
We don't want to remember these places we've been
Whisk away the dirt that's marred us obscene
Birth a new day to help thicken our skin)

Still

Back East the leaves turn and fall
I am still alone
Two years left behind a good man and my home
I am still alone
Pages get torn up and smells washed away
I am still alone
Optimism breeds contempt because
I am still alone
Playing the role women are meant for
but I am still alone
Changing and pushing and trying myself
I am still alone
Sleepwalking with a dream man surreal
and now I'm left alone
Begging time for its slow sweet heal
every time I feel alone
The leaves turned this way round this time last year
I'd just been left alone
I learned to forget, I slept and I met
and then found myself alone
I miss the men I've hugged and I've loved
all those plans which came to no fruition
I ache for the one man I still haven't met
I'm tired of being alone