Thursday, August 16, 2007

my window

there's a window in my room,
square and small,
sized just for one. it looks
out onto sloping grass,
growing long in the hazy
months of eternal summer.

it's a thinking window,
made for contemplation.
in a cozy curled up
position, i can see
further than the view allows

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

what's your blog rated?

Mingle2 - Houston Singles

so, okay. shouldn't poetry get a nice juicy "R" rating? but no. just a "G". so sad.

Sunday, August 5, 2007

easily broken

i am unfired clay, brittle
on the shelf, thin as a shaft
of hair. you do not see the fragility,
only the thick unyeilding wall
of silence i've carefully crafted. you
think i'm cold. look harder. it's fear.