Sunday, September 30, 2007

Awakening...

jeannie, tell me
what you're thinking
as you lay there
without blinking...

sometimes, I don't
remember
why I should keep
on breathing...

silly woman,
how can you ask that?
your breathing
keeps me living...

that explains why
I'm so tired,
you're depleting
all that's in me...

jeannie, surely
you don't mean that?
you're so perfect
for this 'rrangement...

as a fool, I
was, but no more.
I am seeing
who I should be...

what you should be
is what I want,
if I'm happy so
shall you be...

dear man, you
have it backwards,
I need to please
myself first...

woman, where then
do I fit in?
I'm not liking
this new view of...

maybe you don't
fit in at all.
I'll call you,
if that changes...

Saturday, September 29, 2007

A good day in Georgia...

Kudzu wrote a poem that makes me feel alive
and wanting to go running through the woods!

Click here and enjoy the day with him.

Friday, September 28, 2007

3 a.m. ...

Sleep is the stranger
whose absence taunts me.
Teasing, hesitates,
refusing to linger.
Like love.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Sparky...


This is the puppy.
He looks bigger in real life (well, duh).
Weighs over 25 pounds and stands about eighteen inches
at the shoulder. This is the best I could do considering he
won't stop moving for more than half a second once per hour.
A real berzerk-o, lemme tell ya!
Only six months old and people are telling me he probably
won't slow down for another two years... or more. Damn.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Monday, September 24, 2007

Wow... just wow

Do you know how cool it is to make a friend through
our blogworld? Not only admiring the work they
do on their blog and leaving meaningful praise and snide
private jokes in each other's comment box, but gazillions
of emails exchanged for months on end?
Getting to know pretty much their entire life story...
and, they yours? Yeah, like that.
You mention many times that you hope someday to meet
in person, but reality tells you the chance is probably slim.
But...
sometimes you do get the chance to meet and that blog friend is
really the same (even better) in person as you have been
imagining all those months, well... wow... just wow.

Sunday was a wonderful day. I got to meet Aspergantus and
Mrs. Aspergantus in person.
We met for lunch at a great little restaurant on the beach...
Snack Jack's. Great food, great service, great view.

But, it was the company that made the day. Wonderful people.
Fun, funny, uber-smart, talented and simply all other kinds of good.
Sweet.
This needs to be repeated, many times, on a regular basis. Please.

Mick and Pat, thank you so much!


Photos are still in the disposable camera.
I'll try to post them tomorrow night.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Go ahead and say it...

I've been a dud for almost a week.

I hope to at least have a happy blurb for you tonight.
I get to meet another blogger in person around the
noon-ish hour!
Aspergantus and his wife are meeting me for lunch
and perhaps a brew or two.

Someone remind me to take a camera...

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Haiku yourself...

Submit your haiku
at Sparrow's All Atwitter.
The subject is 'spam'.





The deadline is midnight tonight (Wednesday).
...and, she gives a prize to the winner!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Enough already!...

Last night was a GREAT night.
Today was a good day.
Tomorrow is Wednesday (oooh, hump day...heh).

I'm better.

'Thank you' to all my beautiful friends.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

the ledge

narrow. jagged edge crumbling.
long, dark, heavy curtain walls.
surrounding.
bottomless nothing.
black ceiling crowding.
dead sound. echoless.
leaden air.
blind to light.
balance wavering.
no grasp. no grip.
tottering.
waiting. numb.
deaf.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Lucid moments...

where are you?
stop wandering and
spinning my brain.
this place, this place
is not my own.
where do you go
when you don't want
to go home?

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Sparrow's Haiku Wednesdays...

(yes, I know it's Thursday. I'm not known for
punctuality, unless it involves sex.)

Sparrow is starting a new... how shall we say... activity
on her blog. Haiku Wednesdays.
She picks a topic for the week and asks readers to
contribute an original, three-line poem.
Go to the link above and read the specifics, then add
your poem in her comments.
This week her topic is Autumn.

my contribution...

Autumn

Green leaves turning flame.
Ice cream days now cider nights.
Summer slips to Fall.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Titillate...

a stream of
perspiration,
glinting in the sun,
slid down between
her breasts
and tickled her nipples
erect.

Sunday, September 02, 2007

Oil and water...

can we be
ourselves together,
overlap
without eclipse.
compliment
but not erase,
allow some
pieces fit.
breathing room
yet boundaries.
I am like you,
but not you.