November 15, 2011

tired

looking out at The City tonight

through a great big plate glass window

no dividers to break up the magnificence

of twinkling lights

from cars, streetlights, buildings and signs

sounds of the el drift upward

to the ninth floor where I’ll be sleeping

what a view

wish I weren’t so tired

so I could drink it in

and daydream

about The City

at night

a view downtown Chicago

from the hospital

bedtime here

goodnight

zzzzzzzz

© 2011 Turquoise Tangles

November 14, 2011 Link

Taking Stock…The Things That Matter Most: if i don’t like where i am today i can pick up the pen and write my…

takingstockofwhatmattersmost:

if i don’t like where i am today
i can pick up the pen and write my worries away
if i feel like i’m losing my sanity
there’s always an outlet in my poetry

i just put the pen to paper and create
worlds where things are better and there is no hate
places filled with love and rainbows too
…

I’m OK with where I am today, but I may daydream, for just a bit. Thank you for The Permission To Do So, in the wonderful words of this poem. ~ Janean

Taking Stock…The Things That Matter Most: if i don’t like where i am today i can pick up the pen and write my…

November 13, 2011

fragile

I am a bit of a wreck this morning.

I need a sign that reads,

“Fragile. Handle with care.”

My head is full of To Do lists.

Leavin’ town this afternoon. 

Surgery scheduled for tomorrow. 

Not mine. 

His. 

Doesn’t make the anxiety any less. 

Or the worry. 

And the fears.

I don’t want to do this.

Anymore. 

Can’t we go back to the way it was?

Oblivious to the cancer?

I know the answer. 

Part way there.

Mid way through treatment. 

Six months down. 

Six months to go. 

And then a little more. 

Emotions swirl. 

Feelings whirl. 

Just beneath the surface. 

Singing hymns at church 

will be a balm

and help the tears

leak out. 

I am a bit of a wreck this morning.

I need a sign that reads,

“Fragile. Handle with care.”

© 2011 Turquoise Tangles

November 12, 2011

damn dishes

takingstockofwhatmattersmost:

I have come to realize – through modern deduction, keen observation and a severe lack of enthusiasm…that dishes WILL NOT clean themselves!?!

damn dishes

mine are n-e-a-r-l-y done

until my family decides

they are hungry

and the sink fills up

once more

I am thankful for the food we eat

off of those damn dishes

just tired of the rinse

and repeat

sparkled by many mumbling grumbling moments while washing said dishes and this keen observation by takingstockofwhatmattersmost

© 2011 Turquoise Tangles