Words from Inside My Head

thoughts coming from inside my head

relationships

  • Cartoon Connection

    I’d rather show you my cartoons than read my outloud poetry in the same room. If we could read our poetry to each other over the phone maybe my uncertainty wouldn’t  show. (you might suspect it in the waning of my voice, but I could always say it’s because we have a bad connection. Read more

  • I wish I loved you

    There once was a man who said  I’d chased him away, with words  of affection spoken in too harsh a tone. This may have been true, or  he may have missed something in the translation. I wish I’d loved him so much I’d have missed him when he was gone, or lost or dead and Read more

  • Knitting While Driving in the Car

    I was feeling disconnected from this womanin the knitting group I had joined,she was telling us how often she had “knitted for hours in the car as she was driving”, most recently on a trip she’d made to Ann Arbor.  Now, knitting while you are driving was not something I was familiar with; I felt lost in my mind Read more

  • Protected: When I’m Gone, My Family Tree Will Go With Me,

    There is no excerpt because this is a protected post. Read more

  • Cat Lady Tanka

    My high school teachersaid don’t be so boy crazy.I preyed, to capture somedaythe perfect mate, but I failed.Crazy cat lady, today. Tanka Read more

  • That First Morning

    That first morning I awokeafter that first night I’d left and sleptaloneI thought your body was stillbesideme, I’d slept so deeply myright armwas dead weight that had takenyour place.Not quite fifty years later, it’s still here, a morecompatible other,resting by my side. Read more

  • For Whom the Ambulance Rolls

    If we’re competent and able to live on our own, we shouldn’t worry if we’re still significant but many of us do, especially upon hearing the sound of an ambulance as it approaches; our reactions are no longerto hustle and take a sneak peek from behind closed curtains to see which of the neighbors is Read more

  • Just A Poem About My Mother’s Advice To Me On Marriage

    There’s poetry inside your head if only you could write it downbefore it disappears And here I am, doing that, thoughI know that when I’m dead and gonesomeone will throw it all away, like uncle did, with grandma’s diaries because he hadn’tliked what he had read, thoughts she’d had but hadn’t kept inside her head, things he Read more

  • Who I Ought to Be

     I seek the advice of men,  looking for myself  in one of them, reflections of who I ought to be  what would be approved, I ask?  The public men, if they listen, ask the same.  The private men say “stay with me,  I’ll explain” I stand naked in front of the mirror  and notice it Read more

  • Tomb of the Abandoned woman

    This is my park. I have been here many times, sitting by the side of the road waiting patiently for Abandonment. You will be riding him following a route I’ve mapped out. I drop to the ground, listening for the sound of that faithful beast as he rumbles toward me carrying you strapped upon his Read more