Monday, March 06, 2006

response

shade tree


Shade Tree

To lay beneath
Your strength rising up over me
For you to shield
My body broken

I seek not to uproot
Your way of life
To steal you from the path
Laid out before you were born
For on Daddy’s land
Will you remain
Wait for me

To return to your shadow
A dulcet daydream
Taste of your fruit
And delight in your shade once more

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

walk on the wild side

My Advanced Creative Writing prof has asked us to stroll outside of our own genres, and to try something new, which for me, means taking a stab at poetry. It's weird, and uncomfortable, but I have to give it a try. Here is a sample from this first batch of poetry. I would love some feedback (and don't worry-- they don't all rhyme!).


On the other side

On the other side
a lock between
I can breathe
remain unseen

Curses muffled
shrill and crude
threaten not
sweet solitude

Seashells and fishes
my own little beach
the faucet still
I cannot reach

Sometimes inside
the cabinets bare
curled in the corner
twirling hair

On the tile
will I lie
in the darkness
do not cry

Across my foot
a pillbug crawls
there are no windows
only walls

Hug the potty
blue fuzzy top
I lay my head
on knees I drop

I hear him outside
my hideout no more
dear lock, please hold tight
‘gainst thunder at the door