Saturday, June 13, 2015

Waiting for it

standing up
to write a poem
at 2 in the
waiting for it to
knock me off my feet
back into bed

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Being Open to Being Filled

I have started to practice enough listening
to sense when the words are about to appear
it's become another sense
a natural knowing
like when you need to use the bathroom
or get sick
but nicer and different
more hopeful
anticipating a filling of space
a gush of words
birthing a poem out of the ether

june 11/15


all the people
in one bed
the cats
in a basket

trying to make an
empty house