autumn comes

summer days are done
(there were not enough of them)
this feels like autumn


Clean Slate

surveying my clean slate
the blank page
beckons me
to fill it
with words

and then

i find i have none left

Wide Awake

asleep and dreaming
in a bubble with you
we let reality slip away

awake now and seeing
it wasn’t really real
just the sweetest dream

but the dreaming changed me
as I awoke, rediscovered parts
woke with me

the future blinds me
with its possibilities
eyes wide open

Sexy Curves

I feel
every swing of my hips
every bounce in my breasts
every muscle working
as I walk in the sun
with a smile
on my face
I am aware
so aware
of my curves
and it feels good
and I know
I am

Is this all there is?

melting my brain
with random TV crap
is this all there is now?
endless days of
working, kids’ stuff,
cooking, cleaning
washing, mowing
worrying, fretting
staring mindlessly
at mindless drivel
sitting alone
what is
the point
of it all

Cheesy Rhyming Positivity

I’m actually quite
when I stop being

If I can stop my mind
I will find myself

Not letting the bastards
get me down
Moving forward
without a frown

Yay me!

My Mind

my mind
  is a

full of
      against eachother

bumping around
  like bumper cars
    moving in
unexpected              directions

first I think of you
  then I think of him
    then I think of things
      like cups of tea and
        perhaps I should
          empty the bin