Miracle Baby Princess Fiona

Miracle Baby Princess Fiona
Miracle Baby Princess Fiona

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Here

Here I am in silence
Here I am undisturbed
for a moment
its quiet
I am still
I close my eyes and direct them towards heaven
From here
I reach out for your hand
From here it is icy
Bitter cold and dark
From here I lay my intentions of
the means to make it there
But here now
in the stillness
All I do is stare.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Hope

Is a thought
an action
faith
and a reaction
a baby
a love story
and a happy landing.
"I expect the worst, but hope for the best" (John Mellencamp)

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Ode to the Music of 1992 (for Manna Banana)

Can I have some remedy?
Tell me
Do you think it'd be alright?
We can make time stop for the two of us.
Walking on down the road.....
But I guess you've had you're fill and if
I can't change your mind then no one will.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

ASIAN Limerick

There once was a child from China
Who came to America to work in a diner
Great tips she did make
Her happiness she did fake
Thus traveled home on an ocean liner.

Sunday

Lovely lady
can do without
she can wait
she can ponder
because its just fate

uncomfortable
nervous
tired
confused

escape to the air
feel the wind on your face
get to your place
today.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

The Early Bird




Every saturday the early bird rises.

1, thirty four pound extention of my heart creeps softly

pulls him self up with all his might, wraps his skinny arms around me,

hugs me and whispers, "I love you, Mommy." We stay like that for awhile.


The early birds rise by themselves as to not wake anyone else up yet.

I make my coffee quietly, let out my Lab, and then feed him as quickly as I can.

And then I hang out with my thirty four pound extension of my heart.

Sweet and silly

A smile to melt my heart each time he flashes it at me and looks at me with adoring eyes......

Before he becomes a cranky and difficult little person,

We have time together.

I notice a solo cardinal outside the kitchen window. Bright, red and magnificent against the gray sky and lush greens surrounding our backyard. Then, he disappears.

The early birds rises.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Gravity

Its inevitable.

I'm gravitating this way.

I moving toward you without thinking.

Catching me in your spider web just like you did before.

Letting me go again