The Pond [Audio Poem]

A hesitant kiss on the cheek, close to her mouth,

He doesn’t know what to do, can’t stop the train.

Soon she’ll be gone.

The frogs in the pond, he yelled, they are begging you to stay… it’s not just me!

These trees! They cried all night while you laid between the sheets.

And you know the cricket, that one that you asked me to take outside, he sung by our window all day long…it’s not just me dear, it’s not just me!

She couldn’t look him in the eye. One way ticket is all she can afford. Is all she wanted– secretly.

The vibrations of the ground told him that the train is near.

There’s nothing he can do

He looked at her, with a sad smile: “look at me darling!”

“You know, the mountains won’t meet the flat ground you’re going to…the smell of hot concrete will make you miss the pond’s stench. The stars! They won’t be visible dear! Won’t you miss the stars?”

Her cold hands that he held on to were so warm once.

She wasn’t in love anymore. The pond was a thing of the past…she’s ready for the next train.

She didn’t even pack her clothes

A hand bag is all she took, filled with papers and colored pens… and a dried old flower that he couldn’t remember giving to her.

She hasn’t stopped loving him; she just needed a new muse.

Her fuel was inspiration and the pond has run out.

Experience at a clinic event for the homeless

They rush through the gates

Shelter, food, and safety away from all the hate

I stand with a white coat

Needle in hand

I am frozen by the words being said

She hasn’t had a bed for many years

And I’m supposed to ask if she has insurance.

Fly- silly poem

She wanted to fly

But the atmospheric pressure was too high

She wrapped herself in helium balloons

But the gas escaped them too soon

She wanted to fly

But her dreams were crushed by some physics guy

And her biology failed her every time she tried

She decided to transform

A bird in the sky, free to roam

So the next time you see a bird fly

It might just be her mocking that physics guy