Constantly Risking Absurdity
Aug 18
What a great title this is!!! What a definition of our lives. I say this because my week is absurd right now. It started last week when Jason came cruising into the apartment in the middle of the day. I was sure that either someone had died or he had been laid off. It’s been 5 years since he has darkened our door home sick from work. He doesn’t get sick. I get sick. I...
Song by Allen Ginsberg
May 27
This made me smile today. For whatever reason, it just really summed up a lot of things for me. It’s been a tough couple of weeks. Work has been crazy, my friends are feeling pressure, I had food poisoning and I really feel just out of sync for some reason. It’s just those times that poetry does me the most good. It sweeps in and and lets me know that I’m not the only...
The Best Friend a Girl Ever Had
Dec 21
It was the summer of 1997 when he came into my life, the best friend a girl ever had. There were other little golden retriever bundles of joy at the breeder but the second he tumbled in my direction, tripping over his over-sized feet and rolled over on his back, I was captured. The breeder warned me that he had a bent tail from falling out of the birth canal and as a result he was the runt of...
Daddy’s Girl
Dec 20
Over the Thanksgiving holiday I went “home”. I put this in quotations, since like many of you out there, my parents are divorced and this sense of “home” has never been exactly the same. You see, I grew up in Florida and my family lives in Kentucky, which for those of you who haven’t been there is effectively another planet. It’s beautiful but definitely...
Don’t Judge Me
Dec 11
Poetry is cathartic. As such, much of the poetry I’ve written over the years relates to specific times and incidents that either made me happy, hurt my feelings, or generally sparked my interest in some way. I wrote the following poem back in the ’90’s when a friend of mine had hurt me terribly by judging a personal family issue I was having without knowing all of the facts....
