I sent my poem, “one woman zoo” to a friend. 

She replied, “Love ur poem..i had not read it. Made me smile.”

I answered with:

Glad the poem made you smile.

That was the point of sending it.

You’re a pretty lady.

Smile more.

It’ll disarm your husband.

In a good way.

In a mysterious, “Wonder what she’s up to?” way.

Grin like the Mona Lisa with your lips curved and your mouth closed and a sparkle in your eyes.

She’s been making people wonder what she’s thinkin’ for over 500 years.

He’s only known you for twenty, but I bet you can still captivate and mesmerize him if you try.

You’ve got the power.

Use it.

I dare you.

*because I haven’t been to a sleep over with a good game of Truth or Dare in way too long*

© 2011 Turquoise Tangles

one woman zoo

http://my.opera.com/jbaird/blog/2011/11/03/one-woman-zoo

I can
snap like a snappin’ turtle
growl like a grizzly bear
prickle like a porcupine
squeeze like a boa
snort like a pig
bark like a dog
cluck like a hen
crow like a rooster
slither like a snake
hoot like an owl
chatter like a monkey
hop like a frog
wiggle like a worm
watch like a hawk
flutter like a butterfly
purr like a cat
nap like a lion
be quiet as a mouse
I am 
a one woman zoo
though I can’t 
run like a cheetah
Can you?

Written because it suited my mood, a snappin’ one. Some days are like that. *sigh* 

© 2011 Janean Baird, Turquoise Tangles

http://my.opera.com/jbaird/blog/2011/11/03/one-woman-zoo 

 

It’s wanting to be swept off our feet with ooey gooey love stuff. 

Just every now and then. 

Buy me flowers. 

*because you know they make me smile* 

Ask me to go on a date, just us. 

*and don’t watch TV at the restaurant when we get there* 

Hold my hand in public. 

*like you used to* 

Kanoodle with me on the couch, even if the children are still awake. 

*it’s OK for them to see their parents kissing, even if they say, “Ewwww” and leave the room*

Love me. 

*even when I’m growling like a grizzly bear*

*because that’s when I need your lovin’ the most*

I won’t bite. 

*unless you want me to*

An excerpt of an e-mail I sent to a girlfriend today.
© 2011 Turquoise Tangles

novicepen:

      Do not expect

 an old tree

       to bear fruit

the day after

     it injured its

r
 o
  o
   t
    s.

shermeanuhh:

when the novelty of youth wears off
when the life span of forever relationships end
and I’m holding hands with the woman I’ve become
I’d rather find the balance in her presence
than the shame in her existence
I don’t want to feel lonely in a room full
of my bad decisions
I want to find solitude in the company
of the chances I took when I had the chance
Aside from this small suggestion of direction
I have no idea what I am doing

Yes. That is it exactly! Except in my case I am a 39 11/12 year old first draft and I still have no idea what I am doing. ~ Janean