This is a Haiku
about how much I like blackout poetry
I like it a lot

On Depression (9-24-13)

it's like you're locked in a glass box
in the middle of the desert
and it is always night
except when it's not

and it doesn't get cold
and it doesn't get hot

it just is
and you just are

and you just sit behind your glass walls
hoping someone calls your name
offers something
to break the chains
shatter the thin, hard surface
separating you
from them

a rock even
would do

but no one ever does
that's how it seems at least

they're living too much life to notice

did I mention that to them
it's not a desert
but a beach

your box
it never faces toward the sea

9-24-12

I'm reading a book that says
"God is change"

And that book is not the Bible.

I sure as hell hope that God is not change.
Because everything else is change,
and I was really banking on
Him being solid. 

A Poem and another Poem

Song for Baby-O, Unborn

By Diane DiPrima

Sweetheart

when you break thru

you’ll find

a poet here

not quite what one would choose.

I won’t promise

you’ll never go hungry

or that you won’t be sad

on this gutted

breaking

globe

but I can show you

baby

enough to love

to break your heart

forever

Teacher

By me

I can't promise my babies much either

After all

I'm going to be a teacher

Or maybe just a mother

and a wife

and a gardener

and a runner

and a cook

and a maid

and a secretary

and  writer

and a counselor

and a nurse

and a chauffeur 

and a friend

and a giver

and an artist

and a lover

Maybe that's all I'll ever be

for my babies

That College Kid

I think I'm becoming that college kid.
The kind that is in love with her major
and only always studies
and writes papers
and talks passionately about the things she's learning in class.

The kind that is actually in it for the degree
and the career
and the opportunities.

The kind that spends more time with books than other people
and whose most important reason for being at college
is college.

I never thought I would get to this point.

It seems so...
not
me.

But God has been changing me.

Has he ever.

“Just because I liked something at one point in time doesn’t mean I’ll always like it, or that I have to go on liking it at all points in time as an unthinking act of loyalty to who I am as a person, based solely on who I was as a person. To be loyal to myself is to allow myself to grow and change, and challenge who I am and what I think. The only thing I am for sure is unsure, and this means I’m growing, and not stagnant or shrinking.” - Jarod Kintz