4.08.2010

this is just to say


if my life were a book,
it would be a book of poems,
with the occasional broadway musical
and harmonics in high places.

a short, yet complex piece
wherein i am the heroine
despite my lack of courage.

and in this book
there are episodes of calm,
and longer stretches of tired.
but always, there is love.

this book ends happily,
(because the author is
the one who chooses
those things).

and the author is me.
and the book is my life.

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9 comments:

Julie said...

i have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox :)

Heather said...

Beautiful Mands!!! I love it!

Brittany said...

forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

i love that poem.
but i really love yours.

it is wonderful that we write our own lives, isn't it? we can choose the words, and the pauses, and the tone. i think you're such a neat lady.

Chioma said...

I would definitely read your life poems!

Have you seen this: http://www.marriedtothesea.com/061809/dear-william.gif ? Very funny reference to that poem.

Michelle said...

gahhh you write so beautifully! And paint such wonderous pictures! I'm so glad to know you!

Lizzy said...

I'd read it too :)

Alycia (Crowley Party) said...

I always wish I could write poems. well good ones that is.

ashley lauren said...

I've missed your blog. And your poetry. And you, in general.

(I feel like I am already gone, too.)

One day, in a near future week, let's plan a lunch. Because I have, oh, so much to tell you.

Cat said...

this is just to say, i love that poem. we just did takes on it in my english class. it's actually really hard! props to you for keeping it real, yours is quite beautiful :)