Monthly Archives: July 2011

Cataclysmic Waves fluid, magnetic pull, forcing my folds right into you. Swiftly forming, endless seas, not letting go of any part of me. Rapping, twisting, glowing about, my endless endeavor, you pour me out. Mesmerizing, brilliant light, polarizing all my … Continue reading →

Dancing Swirls I squiggle and jiggle and prance about, frolicking happily in and out. Up and down, twirl and curl, Living my gaiety for the world. Flustering, jitterting, flipping sway, You can’t stop my whoops today! I am silly, willy … Continue reading →

Color My Mood Some days I’m yellow, some days I’m red, some days I feel the color lead. Some days I’m fluid color green, other days I’m blueish or purple, somewhere in between. At times I am magenta, or a … Continue reading →

Escaping Into Infinity Today I dreamt I was an 8, that got all mixed about. I floated along, in a dizzy swoo, when infinity spit me out. Above in haste, silly escape, I was drowned in the moon. Flipping and … Continue reading →

As I read this The Value of Science, it’s from one of Richard Feynman’s public lectures, there were many great nuggets of thought that popped out to me but there was one section that I felt read as a poem. … Continue reading →

Soften Me Twinkling delight, you captivate me. ~ My hardness seems to melt from your sparkly sight. ~ My face a smile with the shine and glow. ~ Stuck in a wonder, don’t let me go. ~ Wrap your spins … Continue reading →

Silly Girl She is off on her fantasies again, dreaming her dreams thinking them reality. Off she goes into her world, no one else knows. She tried to share and let them in, rejected every time. No one wanted to … Continue reading →

Free Form Speak me a riddle, play me a song, sing me a lyric, write me a limerick. I heard your ballad, I read your prose, I lived your myth, embraced your rhyme. Living out our alliteration, bursting out with … Continue reading →

Words They frolic around, leap about, cavort from mouths that spew them out. They divulge and lie, they murmur and moan, sometimes they won’t leave us alone. They bring forth life, they spit out death, they are our confessions, we … Continue reading →