Saturday, August 30, 2008

the dusty orange morning came,
yawning and stretching and just not
ready for the day.

out my window, i saw her creep in -
she gently shook my face,
but i was already awake.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

things happen.
(they just do)
We get through them -
or we don't.
and if we don't,
it's over,
in one way or another.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

august 13th

tonight, my hand
was out the window
and each raindrop
touched me
genuinely and sincerely

each had a job (and
each was serious
about this job)

they all had names.

i just didn't
get a moment
to catch them

Saturday, August 9, 2008


help me remember
to love each day -
to scoop it up like a
baby bird -
and nuzzle it and hold it close
while i say everything i like about birds.
right out loud.