Happy Tuesday!
If you read my last post and were concerned, fear not. My crisis has subdued.
After a 3 day weekend of working and being stuck in my room due to an ice storm, we are back to classes. I had sincerely hoped they would cancel classes today, but good old UNI hasn't had a snow day in 1.7 million years.
Note: I have lost count of the times I have almost fallen on my face after slipping on the icy sidewalk.
As my motivation to do anything is dwindling in the single digits, I haven't written any new poems lately. I hope you all enjoy this poem I wrote back in December.
in the winter. 12/8/16
when the wind takes a breath
and the soft laughter
of the cold air
falls in shining pieces,
i should take your hand
though we both shiver.
i should hold you
to keep you warm
when the wind once again runs
and our faces grow red
with stinging chill
and laughter.
i should.
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Back to the Grind
Happy Tuesday!
It's been alternating rain and snow all day here in Cedar Falls, making for a miserable, slushy, windy walk to classes. As I walked down the gross, grey sidewalk, I kept trying to remind myself that everything is easier when the weather is nice. Everything is easier when you get into the swing of things. It's day two of classes and I'm already quite overwhelmed, but I know I'll get into a groove.
I'm sitting in the library drinking a cup of coffee. You know what that means. Poem time. The first piece today isn't really a poem, but rather a short list of statements. I don't really do New Year's resolutions, so these are my equivalent - intentions for self- and life-improvement.
2017
wake up and start the day
do it for yourself and want it
get serious, but keep your life
encourage others - it will encourage you
earn your keep, earn your seat
commit, but only to what you can handle
stay humble, but have confidence
try everything
ask questions
effort is good. force is not.
savor every moment
give your full attention
don't compare yourself to anyone except yourself
be available and remember yourself
This next poem is untitled. In fact, I don't even remember writing it.
1/1/17
her fingers were crooked
they were bent into the
same shape as her heart.
not ugly, just different.
her face, too, was askew
in a vague sort of way.
she had so much inside
that it all gathered up in
the corners to whisper
the day's gossip.
her angled teeth fell into a row,
but sometimes she forgot.
It's been alternating rain and snow all day here in Cedar Falls, making for a miserable, slushy, windy walk to classes. As I walked down the gross, grey sidewalk, I kept trying to remind myself that everything is easier when the weather is nice. Everything is easier when you get into the swing of things. It's day two of classes and I'm already quite overwhelmed, but I know I'll get into a groove.
I'm sitting in the library drinking a cup of coffee. You know what that means. Poem time. The first piece today isn't really a poem, but rather a short list of statements. I don't really do New Year's resolutions, so these are my equivalent - intentions for self- and life-improvement.
2017
wake up and start the day
do it for yourself and want it
get serious, but keep your life
encourage others - it will encourage you
earn your keep, earn your seat
commit, but only to what you can handle
stay humble, but have confidence
try everything
ask questions
effort is good. force is not.
savor every moment
give your full attention
don't compare yourself to anyone except yourself
be available and remember yourself
This next poem is untitled. In fact, I don't even remember writing it.
1/1/17
her fingers were crooked
they were bent into the
same shape as her heart.
not ugly, just different.
her face, too, was askew
in a vague sort of way.
she had so much inside
that it all gathered up in
the corners to whisper
the day's gossip.
her angled teeth fell into a row,
but sometimes she forgot.
Thursday, January 5, 2017
First Comes Love, Then Comes Marriage
Happy Thursday!
I am currently sitting in the backseat of my dad's pickup, hurtling down I-80. It's wedding time. My brother, Garrett, is getting married in just a couple of days and I'm doing my best to fulfill my self-assigned role of "Person Who Avoids Creating Even More Stress" in the next 72 hours. All the wedding preparations aside, I'm very excited to see family and friends at this weekend's festivities.
After all the fancy schmancy events surrounding marriage and such, I'll be returning to UNI! Classes begin on Monday and I have never been more excited to go back to school. I miss my pals.
Wiiiiiiithout further ado, here are a couple short poems.
I am currently sitting in the backseat of my dad's pickup, hurtling down I-80. It's wedding time. My brother, Garrett, is getting married in just a couple of days and I'm doing my best to fulfill my self-assigned role of "Person Who Avoids Creating Even More Stress" in the next 72 hours. All the wedding preparations aside, I'm very excited to see family and friends at this weekend's festivities.
After all the fancy schmancy events surrounding marriage and such, I'll be returning to UNI! Classes begin on Monday and I have never been more excited to go back to school. I miss my pals.
Wiiiiiiithout further ado, here are a couple short poems.
twenty too many. 1/5/17
i think
i’ll regret
living in a time
that didn’t
hold on
to anything.
the only thing
this time
will be remember for
is being
too many things.
too many things.
thrift store souvenirs. 1/5/17
i wear sweaters
that make me look
like i’ve lived.
they make me look
like i’ve been.
they make me seem
like i’ve seen.
maybe if i wear
a sweater
that’s travelled,
i’ll feel like
i’ve travelled
too.
Tuesday, January 3, 2017
Happy New Year!
Happy Tuesday!
I didn't post on Thursday because I was visiting some friends in northern Iowa, but fear not. I have returned.
This week is going to be one huge crazy whirlwind. My brother is getting married on Saturday, and everyone is in psycho wedding mode... Not naming any names... The next several days will be full of preparations and family and so many other things I probably don't even know about yet. What a thrill. To top it all off, classes start at UNI on the following Monday. That being said, I really am excited for this wedding. I'm so happy for Garrett and Marissa. They're adorable.
Since I didn't post on Thursday, I think I'll post two short poems here today. You good with that? Cool.
blank. 1/1/17
thank god you don't mind
silence
cause i have the hardest time
forming thoughts
when you're around.
poems are raised on child support. 1/2/17
all the most
beautiful things
are products of
tragedy
synthetic heartbreak
isn't hard to spot
i should know
i've played victim
so put an ad
in the paper
WE BUY TRAUMA
and invest in
some nightmares
I didn't post on Thursday because I was visiting some friends in northern Iowa, but fear not. I have returned.
This week is going to be one huge crazy whirlwind. My brother is getting married on Saturday, and everyone is in psycho wedding mode... Not naming any names... The next several days will be full of preparations and family and so many other things I probably don't even know about yet. What a thrill. To top it all off, classes start at UNI on the following Monday. That being said, I really am excited for this wedding. I'm so happy for Garrett and Marissa. They're adorable.
Since I didn't post on Thursday, I think I'll post two short poems here today. You good with that? Cool.
blank. 1/1/17
thank god you don't mind
silence
cause i have the hardest time
forming thoughts
when you're around.
poems are raised on child support. 1/2/17
all the most
beautiful things
are products of
tragedy
synthetic heartbreak
isn't hard to spot
i should know
i've played victim
so put an ad
in the paper
WE BUY TRAUMA
and invest in
some nightmares
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