moving
in my decades years here
i’ve never heard crickets
the sweetest chirps
have become front row tickets
a symphony of summer
coming to an end
things are in motion
i almost can’t comprehend
sunshine looked warmly at me
said ”you deserve to live someplace nice”
and it touched my bruised heart
for her loving advice
our times are changing
with even more uncertainty
i hope we keep hearing life’s crickets
in earnest harmony.
chirp.
they drone
i groan
my patience
forms to stone.
minutiae, offkey, verbosity
the lifeforce drains right
out of me
a captive ear
headlights, deer
social niceties
dictate faux pleasantries
i only have so much
to give
and i’d rather not be your
therapist
and i don’t mean it should be
toxic positivity
just reciprocal mindfulness
when i become your ear diary.
i think next time
i’ll have my phone,
exclaim "ohigottatakethismessage!”
and go free alone
🥸
protect your heart
whatever you need to do
devolved in a playground of narcs
you’re compliant to soothe
expectations are still hard to dismiss
when all you’ve learned
is “earn worth” through submiss.
and so your insides would burn,
and a calcified anger
with outsized yearn
looking for light and warmth to free
the heart of her little inside me.
it’s okay it’s okay
you’re healing your worth
something some souls
may never find on this earth
a warmth, resilience and love
shine through
finding kindred spirits with
those vulnerable fluffy boos.
one day if someone has their luck
sweeping my heart with laughs and pluck
it would be lovely to burst even more light through
and give so much love, i have, to you
💗
you’re a funny enigma
i so appreciate
with quirks that humanize
and helps me relate
i’m peckish for you
when i see you stride by
unsure of the unspoken
whenever we say hi
i like you a lot
from our cute interactions
your lilt and hum
each tone a yum distraction
i think we’d have fun
at the very least
a fierce fearsome duo
a silly sexy beast
a lit simple space
red cushioned metal chairs
a lazy susan table
savory scents in airs
food was childhood happiness
a feeling that became rare
juicy wonton dumplings
in rich broth, simple and bare
the bite of egg noodles
a crisp firm wheat chew
slicked with sesame oil
blissful taste, i knew
a dish to nourish
and comfort my young heart
down to the last spoonfuls
never wanting to part
seven treasures was for celebration
and comforts and soothes
i’m grateful to this place
for the cherished memories i choose.
🍜
crush catastrophe!
over a lil snackie!
!!
my heart and mind
thwacks a bellyflop
and 500mph winds
smacks my face non-stop
there’s piranhas in the water
laughing at spilt blood
for being tiny vulnerable
lifting my face from mud
defcon 2000
alarms blast in my mind
sirens wailing
logic goes blind
face frozen in cringe mode
my teeth submissive
a spinning beachball
was it an accidental dismissive?
i’ll just presume the worst!
because that’s how my brain works
it’s time to leave the country
and be a hermit in caicos and turks.
.
👋🏼🫠 kthxbai
fluffernutters
you’re my muse
every pic that comes up
i’m happily amused.
blissful ball in your jaw,
chomping away
releasing the world’s ills
with a rubber sundae.
your sweet little snout
round and plump
when you’re in mid-thought
or ready to jump.
i wish i could give you kisses
all the time, every day
like during the pandemic
sanity – that’s you – my loving bae.
i hope we meet in your dreams
laughing and scratching bellies
pb treats, my favored routine.
xoxo linky.
🐶
i really love sleep
but it doesn’t love me
waking me up
at a quarter past 3
trying to figure out
what’s up with me
”is it covid or aging?”
as i ask chatGPT.
melatonin gives me nightmares,
wild and disturbing
magnesium i’m not sure yet,
felt ill, maybe concerning.
i think i need a mini-break –
quite actually,
sit with coastal redwoods
and the ocean breeze.
think about life
and love and dogs
cleansing the busy mind
from life’s heavy fog.
zzzz
i love my gals
from sun to ariana
from our start at g+
now celebrating with italiana
our little sun,
the bride-to-be,
with ari and i still quippy
being saucy and free.
making sun blush – she laughs joyfully
about “spicy” things
that are really just PG.
time warped in a flash
from our early days,
now post covid and babies
i’m so glad we still play.
xoxo
🍝🥂
link, i stinkin’ love you every every day.
adorning my heart, with unspoken words you say.
your eyes are dark, deep and expressive.
and i’m so happy to look back in reflective possessive
your palm tree of a tail in feather metronome pace
fanning our walks in a melodic grace
the innocence of you, my dear sweet pup
in this ambivalent world, overflows my heart cup.
i miss this one friend,
i made from the change/start.
a platonic love that grew,
over walktalks when lovers depart
it’s only been a few weeks of stillness,
but we were paired every day.
argue laughing spying,
navigating work/life fray.
i’ve learned to cherish those,
where connection is rarely awk
— but passionate and lively,
in all the ways we talk.
comfort safety and thrills,
a scarce safe sweet space.
i hope we’ll spark again soon,
and be back in that syncopated place.
link i love you so much
you don’t even know!
how just a quick glimpse of you
transforms me to a warm glow
perfection designed by eros
and ancient sparkling stars
ocean breath and plush waves
divine creation from afar
imbued into a loving creature
who prefers soft pillows and toys
smiles brightly at the ones who love him
especially me to this cherished boy.
🐶
BLAHHH i can’t sleep –
i had espresso at three.
my body is tired
but my mind is all “WHEEE!”
so here i am in limbo,
with the hum of the AC.
a weirdo that’s buzzed —
channeling it into creativity.
i wish i had a felt tent,
like the one i hid in germany.
with max as my jetlagged neighbor,
as we talked of life frivolities.
or when i was in tokyo,
with my ipad and the city scene.
quietly drawing the twinkle views,
in stillness and serene.
in paris nibbling at midnight cheese,
falling asleep in morn.
waking up afternoon refreshed,
to catch a sunset born.
fuzzy states of consciousness,
between cogent and daydreams.
thrumming a surreal rhythm,
a path upon sleep/wake seams.
.
1:09am
he tried to playfully mock us
with our bunny plush boba teas
and instead got a clap back
about his recent Phish spree
”ooh burn from the Phish guy”
said the pedigreed PhD
and continued his sound thesis on
the absurdity of Phish wookies
🐰🧋🔥
dear benny you send me
to all calming places
your warm weight on me
– instant homeostasis
your darling gentle face,
a lineage of great flufferdoodles
a floppy flop gait
like fresh al dente noodles…
a drop onto me,
back haunches awide
laughing i soothe,
amused and oblige
falling asleep
with your disney eyelashes
quietly i melt,
filling heart caches
darling muppet benny,
you sweet loving gal
your pure love i esteem
soft tactile morale
hi little heart sparks
i remember you back then
heady and tipsy
returning once again
but i curse you jerk mind
laughing at my emotional tide
of the flirtflitflightflow
a sin wave of a ride
slaying with smirks
and witty remarks
melting me to puddles
is it just me that feels hearts?
whatever it is
i fly out of my mind
for dizzy fun moments
i hope is felt in kind.
🎢
i want to absorb
the smiles and laughs,
the warmth of souls,
in the places i pass
the little joys
of swirling winds,
on a california day,
sunshine on skin
an evening ease of camaraderie
two gals and tales most bawdily,
laughlaugh -snort- laughing so much,
cotton candy gossip on bands we crushed
a poignant day to contemplate life’s existing
sudden vulnerabilities to stories plot twisting
looking in the eyestorm of a balanced life
intertwined with life’s pain, its presence, rife
everything is impermanent
a truth and sting in my heart
pleaseletmebreathe-it-all-in
to convey a loving existence – of light and art
☀️
**(and dogs)
tired day
weight of fray
self-compassion
with gentle ration
gut check thoughts
to alleviate fraughts
a stroll and laughs
with silly gaffes
steadied my psyche
an evening high key
a lil goofy black pug
ran to me, big hug
it licks and it kisses
and… (sigh)
what a life this is.
🖤
thanks princey pug!
heavyweight of a head fog
heartache like a felled log
took a beat to listen
and not ignore what’s missing
my peace and time too precious
exposed to chosen depthless
of invalidating emotions,
experiences and notions
don’t kowtow to the recent past
the tired facade will never last
i choose that it’s the time of me
my heart, love, and light, set free.
♥️ 🐶
regal lady beagle,
mocha is thy name.
an honor it is
to serve you queen,
and pat
this royal dame.
your helicopter tail
a spirit prevails
wondrously at your age.
a dozenth years of
love and cheers
so pleased to love you
sage.