Thursday, July 4, 2013

Ode to Giant Goldfish

Oh giant goldfish, eating on top of my mantle,
I'm afraid that your size
Is all
I can
handle.


Somebody close gave you to me, you see?
But there's just one problem
You're too
big for
me.

I came out my bedroom
one night in a storm.
And then
right there,
I knew
I was
torn.

There's no place to put you
No place
that you
fit.

So I ask all of you here
can you please
take my
fish?

(And my cat, also, he needs a good home too...)

Sunday, April 21, 2013

The comforter



I’m grabbing a pillow tonight.
I’m going to hold it,
squeeze it, 
feel it.
I want to know that this pillow is there.

I’m grabbing a pillow.
I want to talk to it,
Whisper to it,
Tell sweet things to it.
I want to tell the pillow: I love you.

I’m grabbing a pillow.
I want to play with it,
Caress it,
Make it feel comfy.
I want to cozy up with the pillow,
watch the light from the stars,
and the moon gleam off the corner of it,
and shine like a beacon.

I’m grabbing a pillow.
I wish the pillow could grab me back,
wrap itself around me,
I want to feel it’s warmth on a cold night,
or when I’m sad,
and need a pillow to cuddle up to.

I’m grabbing a pillow.
But, wait?
Something's wrong!
I can’t find it!
I’m frantic,
running around the house,
searching!
Where’s my pillow?
I need the pillow!
What happened to my pillow?

I’m grabbing a pillow.
I found it.
But wait?
Oh, no!
The pillow, it’s ripped!
What happened?
The pillow is opened,
it’s feathers are spilling everywhere!
Quick! Fix my pillow!

I’m grabbing for my pillow,
and I’m screaming,
and crying,
and panicking!
Help, Help!
Someone, please!
Fix my pillow!

I’m grabbing my pillow,
and hurriedly, I grab some thread.
But I can’t sow!
I’m desperate to fix the pillow!
Oh, no! What do I do?
Stay with me pillow!
Don’t leave me pillow!
I need you.

I’m grabbing for my pillow,
but I can’t fix it.
It’s spilling all over.
Now, I have feathers all over,
and an empty pillow case.
I scream. 
I cry.
The pillow!
 No pillow.
What do I do?
Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!
Oh no.

I grabbed for my pillow,
but there was no pillow to grab.
And then, I woke up.
Crying,
Tears all over.
There I was, wet,
awake.
And below me,
my pillow.
It was all a dream.
I thought I’d lost you.
I need you,
I can’t live without you.
I love you.

Fast Food



That’s the best burger
I’ve ever done had!
All of the others
were horribly bad!

The cola they served me though,
wasn’t so good.
It had all the flavor
of bad rotted wood.

The chips were like leather
I must have you know.
If you asked: Would I eat there again?
Maybe no.

But here is the reason
I’d go there to eat
They make the food fast,
and I’m kind of cheap…

Shipwrecked



It’s just like you came
from out of the sky,
with the grace of a dove
so sweet when you fly.

I was lost out to sea,
on a ship with no wind.
I was sailing adrift,
when the tide washed me in.

That’s when you found me
alone on the beach,
without any water,
and no food to eat.

You saved me,
 and pulled me
from out of the rain.
You dried me,
and cured me
from all of my pain.

And now, I feel peace
and away from all harm.
So happy to be
all alone
in your arms.

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Door Number Two.

Roses are red,
violets are blue.
But that's not how
I think of you.

You're more like
a shade of gray,
in a dingy, scummy, rancid, way.

I thought of all the things I do,
to try and make you
love me too.

But now I see,
it could not be.
I realize that it was not me.

You had a chance,
one that you squandered.
You wasted all my time,
and pondered.

The clock has struck,
the plane is leaving,
if you're not on it,
that's your doing.

If with me, you wish to go,
It's now your fault
My answer's "no."

I offered you my milk and honey,
Instead?
You chose a chocolate bunny!

You turned down my coins of labor,
So now?
They're with a better neighbor.

You should have come at business hours.
The store is closed.
Those aren't your flowers!