Monthly Archives: May 2009


Aah…..the return to the office after a glorious 3-day weekend.  Damn.  The weather was perfect, and in Oregon, that is a rarity!  75-80 degrees the entire three days!  Absolutely awesome.  To top it all of, my boyfriend, Michael, finally got off his rear and did the backyard!  Well, most of it anyway.  What remains is mostly my work, decorative and such.  I’m thinking of transplanting my rosemary from my kitchen window to a planter on the back porch this evening.  Rosemary normally does better outside, and said planter would look fabulous next to the backdoor.   Now, I just need little plants to go in the side holes (?)…not sure what you call those planters that look like ancient water jugs, but have the capacity to hold multiple plants.  Anyway, that’s what it is.  Pray my cat doesn’t decide to urinate on it.  😛

I have a tendency to kill green things.  Years ago, I wasn’t like this.  I had various plants all over the house.  Of course, I also lived in a condo with an entire wall of windows with direct sunlight.  Now, I live in a house surrounded by other houses, with minimal sunlight.  I will have to be savvy about this new gardening thing I’m trying.  Just seems like a good project for me right now.  Playing in the dirt in fun, as long as there’s no bugs.  I hate spiders.

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working haiku

Sleeping peacefully

Not aware that I am here

Dreaming while awake

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the real me

Desperate confusion seeps in

to the place where I hide

behind this facade

hoping and waiting

in doorways, cigarette billowing,

whirling away my memory in whiskey.

Look and see…..truly see

who I cannot be.

My lying smile and knowing eyes

betray the real me.

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hips swingin’

singin’ about

life and loss

and love and

beltin’ it out

like Janis

or Jimi

or Plant

beggin’ for


under urban

night lights

pines on

the skyline

the world streams

past waiting

for no one

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i ain’t no vegetarian


smell of burnt


fat & flesh


drooling, craving, dripping


slam me a slab


of bloody Betsy


on my plate she pools


knife & fork tools


slap down the napkin


& devour

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a mystery

without a key

to unlock your inside

door to your mind

the wheels of time

keep turning

and I keep churning

out the same nonscensical bullshit

dripping from my tongue, my heart, my pen

lie awake for awhile &

remember me

Published Forever Nocture E-zine Vol. 2, Oct. ’08

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Swirling, spinning thoughts collide

Coincide with my everyday

As I scream and dream

Of a tomorrow where

Lies and envy can’t control me

Deceive me and kick me

When I’m down and out,

Lost in the shuffle of life

Passing me by while

I’m stuck on this merry-go-round.

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