Friday, July 24, 2015

Most excuses are flimsy at best. Mine as well.

Thank you for the update. I suppose 
it was needed: helping aging parents, 
recording music, traveling, teaching, romancing.
This is all so positive and delightful.  
I am a little dizzy taking it all in right now. 
I am not sure why.

I just moved houses. Again.  
It's a whirlwind in the Vegas summer.
 Maybe that is why I am dizzy.  
The home is in an older area 
a wood burning fireplace, huge pine trees 
that litter my pool by the minute.  
It is a process getting to know a house
we are having quite a fiery relationship so far.  
Our second night the pool pump was stuck by lightening. 

I might have blamed my girl if everything burned, 
it was her prompting and insistence that we move.  
She has two more years living with me 
I admit, I will give that girl anything she wants. 
She seeks a new set of faces to entertain her.  
And a female track coach...the previous ones  
rub me the wrong way. As most people do.

I completed legal work for Vanity Fair. 
Dan, that great guy Dan, gave him my number.  
 Wrongful deaths of Cirque performers. 
That is how the legal work goes right now:
sporadic and upon my choosing.  
Being queen of my army is the focus.  
But, I will take the job that came last night 
a hygienist at the dental office I go to
scammed out of her life savings 
by love on a dating website.  
Ah, love.

Love...then marriage. Congratulations dear. 
That is relevant news. If I make the invite list 
I will be sure to wear something other then black.  
 As marriage was made legal nationwide 
There was felt a tinge of sadness.  Simply because 
some dear friends will now 
experience the interesting conundrum 
that including the state in a love affair can cause.
 Yet, I am old-ishly jaded. Let's celebrate!

*and i wrote this because he used to comment how poetry was simply sentences broken up.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

babies, backyards and bottles

"Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe, a moment that will never be again. And what do we teach our children? We teach them that two and two make four, and that Paris is the capital of France. When will we also teach them what they are? We should say to each of them: Do you know what you are? You are a marvel. You are unique. In all the years that have passed, there has never been another child like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move. You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo, a Beethoven. You have the capacity for anything. Yes, you are a marvel." Pablo Casals