6.4.01

statue (a haiku)

a diligent man,
waiting so quietly for...
well, i don't know what

5.4.01

just a slip of the tongue--

a lapse in alertness, miss,
just a slip of the tongue--
a misbegotten kiss;
just a nymphet that stung.
after miles of mazes,

after miles of mazes,
and myriad phrases unuttered;
after acres of haze,
and hundreds of ways that i sputtered;
after gallons of gray,
i fin'ly found the words to say.
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too often i have problems finding something to talk about with someone that i would like to talk to more. this is the story of how, despite ample opportunity, i could manage to not talk to a particular person in one of my classes until 2/3 of the way through the semester. but i did, at least. maybe it gets easier from here on out. i sure as hell hope so.

mourning my misplaced creativity (i need introductory lines that don't sound cheesy. "nice weather, huh?" just doesn't seem to cut it),
J
the day that daddy drove away

silence underscored the theft,
for no more words were left to say
the day that daddy drove away;
darkness dug at those he disavowed,
but silver lined the clouds of gray
the day that daddy drove away;
finally our lives were right--
we waved good-bye to trite decay
the day that daddy drove away.
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there you have it, my best attempt at an everclear song. just kidding. really, don't be worried about me or anything. the whole poem just sprouted from the refrain, which randomly popped into my head (i liked the alliteration); it's not based on a true story or anything. it's just a sad and hopeful poem about the breaking apart of an imaginary family. don't read too much into it. :)

love and light courseloads,
J