Like a Whisper

Like a whisper
riding waves
out in the deep ocean;
So is my heart
smooth and calm
yet dangerously deep.

Like a roar
riding waves
crashing against cliffs;
So is my heart
harsh and furious
yet frustrated at its limits.

Like a song
riding waves
gliding alongside ships;
So is my heart
soft and rushing
yet sometimes overpowering.

Like a bird
riding waves
rolling towards the shore;
So is my heart
beautiful and wondrous
yet above it all.

Happy Birthday

Another one has passed.
Another year.
Another birthday.

I wish they wouldn't call it so.
Birth day.
Am I supposed to give birth on this day?
Am I supposed to be happy?
Feel free?

My birthday is a reminder of things I long to forget.
Of endless hours
that become days
that become weeks
that become months.

And all of a sudden, I am reminded.
Reminded of birth.
And renewal.
Reminded of my aging body
that cries for the painful throes
of its birthday.

What It Feels Like

Is this what it feels like?

Coming home to a clean house.
No scribbles.
No messes.
No soggy Cheerios mashed into the carpet.

Is this what it feels like?

Saying Shema to myself.
No kisses.
No stories.
No tucking the bedcovers tight.

Is this what it feels like?

Waking up in the morning rested.
No crying.
No feeding.
No rushed goodbyes or mismatched socks.

Yeah, I have it good.
All this free time
To myself.

And you ask yourself
Is this what it feels like?

Scratch & Sniff

Cough.
COUGH.
ouch.
Sniff.

Colds are just not fun.
Especially when they're combined with a really sore throat.

Cough, cough.

I think I'll go to bed now.

Bye!

Corners

Squirreled away
behind dust
and boxes
and all things unnecessary

Packed away
in cases
within cases
that will take time to uncover

Wrapped within
Sheafs of old newsprint
and used dryer sheets
(and all things useless)

My smile lies within
the corners of
my mind.