My spare bedroom holds
many possibilities
under all that junk.
Clean sweep
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My spare bedroom holds
many possibilities
under all that junk.
Monthly Archives: December 2007
Alone time
I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.
Knitting project
Fat balls of yarn crowd
my home like clawless kittens,
needling me to start.
Because they can
No greater self-love
than a dog licking itself
with satisfaction.
Substitution
Sometimes, the hunger
that compels you to eat a
cookie is sadness.
Protection
Soldiers wear helmets.
Women wear makeup, styled hair.
Our mode of defense.
Fifth sense
Could I love you if
we did not touch, if I did
not mark you as mine?
Unbroken
The house of my heart
is white, clean, pure. No windows,
doors. No visitors.
Anticipation
Making travel plans,
like getting dressed for a date,
is a leap of faith.
Oh Christmas tree
We bring it home, put
it on life support so we
can hang ornaments.
a haiku a day 