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Poetry Month Day 21: On Opportunity

They say, sometimes,that when God closes a doorHe opens a window (and yes I know gender is a construct) but what I really want to say is that sometimeswhen God closes a doorwhat’s really meant is for you to stay at home,look around this place and sayheyI kind of like this placemaybe I’ll spruce itContinue reading “Poetry Month Day 21: On Opportunity”

Poetry Month Day 20: On Storage

This poem is also an entry for the Slice of Life weekly writing challenge. Go give them a visit! What do you do with all of your ideas,they wonderedthat you gather during the day? She thought a moment,pursed her lipslooked real hard to her left(as if something were there)then she shrugged her shoulders and said,Continue reading “Poetry Month Day 20: On Storage”

Poetry Month Day 19: Litter-ati

Her head is litteredwith poetic debris – random shrapnel of thoughtsthe daily barrage of metaphorthat obscures her vision: the cairn of rocks from her nature walkhow trees grow through fences (and how they’re like some teachers)the many places where she stores her ideashow grief attracts more attention than joythe waiting-for of lilacsthe student who opensContinue reading “Poetry Month Day 19: Litter-ati”

Poetry Month Day 18: Poem

Today is a Sunday. Which is traditionally my Sunday Sit-Down day. But it is also April 18. So today, Sunday Sit-down will have to take a proverbial back seat. Six years ago today, I was with my husband, enjoying a beautiful spring day while working the hostas in the garden. I received a phone callContinue reading “Poetry Month Day 18: Poem”

Poetry Month Day 16: Seasons

Found this poem, incomplete, in my notes. I had started with the seasons and their respective nouns, and I had toyed with the haiku structure but never quite reached satisfaction on the stanzas. Still can’t say that I have, but I’m ready to let this one make its way into the world. Summer: looseningA relaxingContinue reading “Poetry Month Day 16: Seasons”

Poetry Month Day 15: Investment

When I was ten,my grandma-from-Californiapaid for me to have piano lessonsand whenever she came in town she’d sit me down at the piano bench and say “Well, let’s hear my investment,”and I’d playAnd most often she would nod and smileas I playedbecause I sure did practicebecause she needed to get her money’s worth And thenContinue reading “Poetry Month Day 15: Investment”

Poetry Month Day 12: Why There’s No Poem Today

I was way too tired at the end of the dayfrom running around as the human pawnin a Nintendo game,and I AIN’T FEELIN’ IT. I ran out of good words to stringtogether by ten a.m. andran on fumes ever since then,so I AIN’T FEELIN’ IT. I know that writing is the best wayto express allContinue reading “Poetry Month Day 12: Why There’s No Poem Today”

Sunday Sit-Down #13: All The World

Each Sunday, I’m working my way through my experiences with race. I’ll share stories and memories from throughout my life. I know I’ll encounter moments of growth that I wish I could relive. I’ll also have to think back on choices that I wish I could remake. Come join me each week. All the worldContinue reading “Sunday Sit-Down #13: All The World”

Poetry Month Day 9: Humor, Badly Timed

Humor.It’s all timing and audience. The feeling of having a jokethat is absolutelyhystericalbut having to one to tell it towell that’s rough. I mean, I knowwhat I’m saying is WILDLY inappropriate.Maybe even dark.It’s alsoreally freakin’ FUNNY. And I can’t even laugh as loud as I would if I heard that joke myself because who laughsContinue reading “Poetry Month Day 9: Humor, Badly Timed”