I'm Moving

Dear Friends,
My first book of poetry has been published, and I have a new blog on Wordpress.  You can find it at http://butterflyarose.com/.  I moved because I believe I can do a bit more there, combining my musings with news and notes about my book.  See you there,
Emily

A Sad Truth

I had an idea and

it actually stunk of

stale beer or 

cigarettes left

dangling from an

old ashtray.

That didn't prevent me from

sitting in the chair 

and taking a few breaths.

My hope for something 

sweeter is still there 

and I will be back someday

when one again I 

don't care.

Mother Knows

A door opens and in walks yesterday.
Tired, silent and droopy,
she carries the weight of
my worries and highly
improbable day dreams
not realized;
Did she not know how
easily I would pass through them?
I wave dismissively,
but Mother knows this is
just a feint to hide my
discontent and defend my
face saving wall built
to keep my sanity.

Cooking Up Tomorrow

Morning comes later,
and all of a sudden I
hold a dry leaf in quiet surprise.
Here is the time of harvesting
dreams written in couplets
strewn about like lost bits of paper
and not assembled with
much grace.
With luck I'll open the freezer door
in a month or two
and find a robust stew
or colorful sauce.
I amuse myself constructing
grand plans like gourmet recipes
that fall apart before
the heat hits the pan.