29 November 2010
LET IT SNOW!!!
Let the white settle from stormy winter skies. Let the wind blow flakes of snow that treat the tired eye. Let the blizzard linger as we from the window gaze at the wonder and the whiteness of a truly winter day.
16 October 2010
indian summer
I still have parts of summer, like the sun in afternoon. My barefoot feet still find green grass, my eyes find skies of blue. I still have parts of summer, like the campfire's gloaming glow. Like s'mores and people gathering before the winter snow. I still have parts of summer, I still have parts of spring. And life is still a bit of all the past remembering. But I now see parts of winter, like branches without leaves. As the world revolves to winter, and we've gathered all our sheaves, the world is getting colder. As the evening hours draw nigh, somehow there is sadness as the summer bids good-bye.
06 October 2010
marriage 101
so it turns out that the best predictor of a long-lasting happy marriage is how good of friends the bride and groom are. somehow that seems so simple it doesn't need said. but I did.
29 September 2010
american daydream
School lunch.
Brown face, brown face, brown face,
white.
Brown face, white face, black face.
All smiling.
In English.
All eating hot dogs and chocolate milk.
Having recess.
Brown hand, white hand.
Little color blind friends
Holding hands.
On the playground.
All laughing.
In English.
When they go home,
Who hugs them?
And does it matter
What color of hands
Tuck them at night?
All sleeping.
In English.
Brown face, brown face, brown face,
white.
Brown face, white face, black face.
All smiling.
In English.
All eating hot dogs and chocolate milk.
Having recess.
Brown hand, white hand.
Little color blind friends
Holding hands.
On the playground.
All laughing.
In English.
When they go home,
Who hugs them?
And does it matter
What color of hands
Tuck them at night?
All sleeping.
In English.
27 September 2010
Once
Once I was on time and the world forgot that we were meeting someplace, at this time. Once I finished first and no one followed. Once I cleaned the kitchen spotless and my friend said, "It doesn't stay clean, you just have to keep doing it over." Once I had a great idea, but I didn't write it down and I lost it. That's okay, it probably would have been a note like the one Mary Ellen Edmunds wrote to herself in the middle of the night because she had a fantastic thought and didn't want to forget it. In the morning she read the note, and it said, "How can you tell when a person is lying? ... Part of his soul leaks out his ears." Once she used the note for a visual aid at Women's Conference and I laughed. I'd like to be like her. Once.
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