Thursday, April 17, 2014

just for you

today
armed with a pair of headphones
i experienced old songs reborn

recalling near-forgotten words
was a spiritual experience

the rhythms of life
can you hear the familiar drum?
it is the pumping of a heart
with Love as the refrain

Angus & Julia Stone
Fruit Bats



Saturday, February 2, 2013

A New Heart

A year ago,
one heart pounded within this chest.
Soon after,
a second heart kept time with the first,
this lithesome frame stretching to contain it.

I thought you'd take it with you when you
rushed out of my body
with all the force of the tide,
roaring with life.

But I feel it pounding now,
more than ever,
filling and overfilling
this swollen heart
with that pain called
"Love".

I have your heart, and you have mine.

Insomnia

I wait here in darkness.
Waiting for that man with the bag,
the one called Sleep.
It is he who places the sand beneath your eyelids,
and whisks you off to dreamland.

The clock ticks gently above my head,
reminding me that morning will come
regardless of my intentions
and dearest wishes.

Monday, August 13, 2012

Love of Mine

We two live in this one body,
cramped as it is.

You wake me in the morning
with your first frenzied motions,
and thus begins the day,
this clumsy pas de deux.

Not long now before 
you grow too large for my
expanding body.


Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Let's get a silver bullet trailer...and have a baby boy!

Twisting and kicking,
I can feel you shaping me
to fit yourself. 

This quiet feeling
can only be called love
but is so much more.


Thursday, April 12, 2012

Time

Time is fickle,
and I've been looking into the past.
I know their future,
these poor souls from years ago,
because
this is their future,
and I know it's too late
for so many things,
so many lost lovers
and hopes,
and I'm sad because
I know:
--no chance now--
but then I turn my back
and look ever towards the next day.

My heart skips a beat...

We heard baby's heartbeat today! So fast---150 beats per minute. Right on target.

Baby and I are celebrating our good health (rather naughtily) with a bag of salt 'n vinegar potato chips...deliciousssss. These chips are noisily being eaten (also rather naughtily) in the library out of sight of the librarian.

It's also sunny and lovely outside, and the due date is closer than I thought. (October 8th!)

I'm glad today.

M is for Margaret, who was swept out to sea...