Poem: Say Goodbye

Do what you need to do
Say what you need to say
The waiting is over
Say it today

Your smiling eyes can’t deceive
Everyone knows it’s time to leave
Your smiling eyes can’t lie
Your hello sounds like goodbye

You can forgive
And be forgiven
You can fade away
Or you can be livin’

Say what you need to say
I’m sorry, maybe
I love you, for sure

Say what you need to say
Say goodbye

About the poem:

The hardest and best things I’ve ever done began by ending something first. I’m a big fan of divorce, changing jobs, moving away from family …whatever it takes to bust out of something that isn’t working.

Poem: Did I Imagine it All?

The horizon
A jagged silhouette
Clouds sloshing across the sky
Pulled with a comb, dripping
BonfireStrawberry swatches
Oak leaves that melt
Into infinity
Color fades
Leaving only greys
And I wonder
Did I imagine it all?

Lying on my death bed
Will I wonder again
Did I imagine it all?

Poem: I am a Poet

When I teach poetry, I love to give this assignment. The title, “I am a Poet”. I’ve written several of these. Here’s one…

My galoshes are words
My rainhat a pause
My thoughts all a muddle
In a rippling puddle
Rhyming words splash
Thunder clouds clash
An umbrella frames it
A moment names it
A raindrop
A rainbow
I can’t bear it
I have to share it
Whatever I feel
Or learn
I know it
I can’t keep it quiet
I have to write it
Cuz I’m a poet

Poem: Oreo

Silly ragamuffin
Black and white hair
Flopping over your blue eyes
Your warm sweet stare
Light and bright

Greeting me at the door
Wagging your tail
Every time
Without fail

Where are you now, Oreo?
Where did you go
Are you scampering
Among the streams
I’ll play fetch with you
In my dreams

About the poem:
I’m a dog person. I love the unabashed expression of love. Our dog Oreo was a mix, a mutt, and the love of our lives. No matter that she headed to doggy heaven 40 years ago. She’s still in my heart. Love’s like that. Love goes on.

Poem: To change …the courage to end a relationship or make a change will set you free

To change
To rearrange
To embrace the strange
As your own mama

To say goodbye
To say farewell
And what the hell
Who needs the trauma

There will be tears
For all those years
But clink your beers
Move through the drama

Just walk on through
What’s true is true
You’ll find it’s you
You are your mama

About the poem:

So many times we know what we need to do, but we’re waiting. We’re hoping for someone to tell us that no one will be disappointed, that no one will be mad if we do it. Well, that aint gonna happen. Listen to your own inner guide. Do what you know you need to do and bless everyone else. Following your heart will open doors for yourself and those you must leave behind.

Poem: In Need

A friend
In need
Always in need
In greed
In need
Wanting more
And more
In greed
In need
The friend
The end

About the poem:

Set high standards for friends and you’ll have good friends, indeed! Love everyone but choose your friends wisely!

I’m lucky to have some awesome friends around the world!

Poem: You Weren’t That Kind of Mom

When I popped out of you
You were so busy already
Sharing photos of me
With your friends? No
You weren’t that kind of mom

When I feel down
And scraped my knee
I didn’t climb up on your lap
You didn’t kiss my boo boo
You weren’t that kind of mom
When I started school
You said ok, go ahead
You didn’t fret
And ask how did it go
You weren’t that kind of mom

When I said I need some space
When I asked you to let me go for awhile
You didn’t hug me and smile
You didn’t say, Take your time
You weren’t that kind of mom

But time passes
And life is strange
We all have the right
To change

When you kissed me yesterday
And glowed with pride
When you were so happy
To be by my side
I was surprised
Because for so long
You weren’t that kind of mom

About the poem:
This poem is a collage of ideas from several co-writers. I hope that we as daughters and sons, moms and dads exercise and allow others the right to change.

Poem: Rainwalker

Plans and concerns

Fill my head

But come to a screeching halt

When I stop at the light

Its been raining all day

And already half the night

A backpack on his back

An old jacket to keep him warm and dry

Bent over with age

He leans onto his walker

And makes his way

Across Colfax

He laughs with friends

Seems to float on

Black streets glistening

Peaceful pause


Poem: I Didn’t Call You

I didn’t call you today
But I think you heard me anyway
I didn’t see you
But I saw your knowing eyes
I didn’t write you
But I know your replies

Dark days
Might fool you, make you doubt
Might make you think
We’re falling out

Don’t worry
It’s not the end
I’m here and
I’ll never forget you
My friend

Poem: Riding the Waves

On top of the curving crest
Falling, crashing down
Another builds
Riding the waves

About the poem:

I’m not surprised now when in a single day I feel like I hear the best news ever and on the same day, the worst. Today, possibilities and serendipitous miracles alternated with a shooting in a friend’s neighborhood. To be neither greedy nor devastated, but yet compassionate and excited. That is riding the waves.

Day 21 NaPoWriMo

Tips for Writing a Book

  1. It’s not about you. Your purpose is to serve mankind in general, but you have an idea of a set of people you can help. Focus on them.
  2. Get support. Take a class. Start a writing group. This is a team effort.
  3. Immerse yourself in the presence and books of those who have done what you aim to do. Audio books reach especially deep. This step is often overlooked, but you wouldn’t aspire to be a baseball pro by hanging out with basketweavers.
  4. Share your writing, bit by bit. Post on a blog. Read what you’ve written to another writer. This helps overcome perfectionism, and thus writers block.
  5. Get it in your schedule. Make a goal of words or chapters per week. Use the strategies that help you exercise, eat better or save money. Make a chart. Put appointments in your calendar.
  6. Learn what works for you. Make a writing grotto. That is, figure out if you write best in a coffee shop or at the kitchen table. Try the library or a late or early writing appointment. Keep trying variations until you are making consistent progress.
  7. Dont give up. Keep writing.

Poem: Superhero or Powermonger …a poem about Climate Action

In every epic supertale
In every episode
There’s that part
Where the very world itself
Is in danger

A poison
An explosion
A giant mirror
It’s always something

And who’s behind it?
The evil powermonger
The greedy one
Uses all the might
And trickery
Makes a plan
To profit from
The loss

Luckily, though,
The superheros come through
In the end
And save
The planet

This time
Every time
The superhero or the powermonger
Is us

Poem: What Excites Me

I tried to ignore
What excites me
I worked diligently
With men and computers
And spreadsheetsAnd reports
Being good at it
Is not the same

But when I start talking
About kids and art
And food and music
My voice changes
And positivity
And I can’t deny
What excites me

Universe, hook me up
Find me a space
Show me the place
Where it’s my work
That excites me