No Need To Feel So Heavy, Bird.

Happily, loosely and daintily you go, Unsure but always so certain of yourself. Whimsy never minded you much – Away you’d skip, lightly and aglow. This grey sky never weighed you down. You’d always turn to me and say No need to feel so heavy, bird. No need to wear such a frown. Advertisements

The Secret (A Working Title)

Have you ever imagined your perfect job? Envisioned your calling, had your destiny revealed, discovered your purpose in life? If so, you’ll understand me when I say that this moment of absolute certainty is one like no other. That it causes the hairs on the back of your neck to stand and it brings to … Continue reading

Toilet Paper Vs. Shoe

Some days you’re the toilet paper and others you’re the shoe. Both have merit, of course, but neither is always particularly desirable nor kind, wouldn’t you say? Lately around here the two seem to be most at odds. The toilet paper trails behind but won’t let go. It’s irritating and homely and causes others to … Continue reading

Hey Mr. Valentine, I’ve Got a Secret For You

Hey there, Mr. Valentine. I’ve got a secret for you. This year you just might get lucky. I know I’ve held out before but lately you’ve been looking mighty fine to me. It’s not set in stone and it won’t last forever, but right now I’m craving whatever it is that you’ve been cooking. I … Continue reading

Baby, Don’t Be Blue. Be Bloom.

 So you’re feeling blue, you say. Not the kind that science proves, but just a little worse for wear? Don’t you worry, we’ve all been low before. Another once said to me Hey girl, don’t be blue. Instead be bloom. Life’s stronger than it seems, you know. So you’re feeling low, you say. Take a … Continue reading

I Will Stare At You.

I will stare at you. Yes. I will. It’s a problem that I have. I stare. But it’s not that I’m judging you. It’s more that I want to throw you down and have my way with you. (Don’t worry. I very likely won’t, unless you have expressly given me your permission to do so.) … Continue reading

I Loved You Like a Hurricane. You Loved Me Like The Paperboy

I loved you like a hurricane. It faded into spring. You loved me like the paper boy. You’d come every morning, rain or shine, then away from my doorstep you’d ride. Most often you would leave behind only bad news bears and tales of destruction, and the skimpy help-wanted ads. But I could never get … Continue reading

You never forget your first time…

Some are frightened and awkward – disgusted, even  – and thankful when it’s over.  Some of us find our rhythm right away and wish it could last forever. We savor every sound, every scene. We replay our first time in our minds over and over and can’t wait to do it again. And the very lucky … Continue reading