Tuesday, February 13, 2007

another poem or two.

its too cold for me here.
too cold for the pieces of memories.
it is too cold for the thoughts
i have of you.
too cold for the dreams
i have at night.
when my feet are afraid of the floors
that bite at their toes,
i slink around a makeshift house
in socks....oh wretched things.
i sink deep into the shower,
and think of summer rains.
sand beneith my worn down feet,
and you dirty from head to toe
with mountian soil,
and road grit.

a new poem for faryn.

oh yes, another little bit of poetry....
i am pregnant.
nine weeks tomorrow...
i will have to write more about this when i have more energy, and i can keep my eyelids open for more than 30 seconds....off to lala land.zzzzz


Sara said...

Your words are so beautiful. More please.

MotherSkylark said...

Hey sweet baby-filled thang! I'm back in the UK and thus, back online. Miss Hope sent me your blog site and I'm gonna be checkin on you now.
I miss you and love you,

rebecca said...

so good to hear from you sweety pie! glad you made it back safely....hope to talk to you real soon.

nicholas said...

hey, cool. i hope you're well. you and yours. give my regards to the faire.