we plug in
and as joy drains away
so does our hope
to do something for ourselves
and then the week ends
and it’s monday again
Love
aliens
I had a dream I visited aliens
they left their spaceship on the moon
yet in the time they left it
I stepped on it like a balloon
and it didn’t pop or float away
it shattered and made a mess
for the rest of the dream they chased me
trying to get me to confess
the space ship was red and white
like a plastic bobber on the lake
it hovered over my parents house
so close it made the windows shake
and each time they looked for me
I ran away to some place new
getting more and more exhausted
as my paranoia grew
I was so afraid and full of fear
but I never saw their faces
I just ran away from the truth I knew
that I was lacking in social graces
Once again, it’s not Monday. I didn’t want to be away for the next few days and not post anything. This one is actually written from a dream I had a month or so ago. I have strange dreams a lot and might consider writing more on them.
I hope everyone has a nice week and to those of us in the US – a very Happy Thanksgiving!! ❤️
~AJM
in darkness
For Halloween 🎃 ❤️
mom and dad
parents are still mommy and daddy
even at age thirty-six
this wrench in your gut tells you
don’t leave me
i need you
Case of the Mondays
time to sleep
it’s time i keep
close to myself
when the day is done
reality creeps in
and brings with it
hopelessness
It’s so difficult to be ON all of the time. I think it’s okay to make space for the crappy emotional health days. I certainly had my share of them last week. It’s important to come back, though, if you can… and know if you have more sad says than most, you’re not alone. ❤
–AJM
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Where Did the Summer Go
Where did the summer go
We’re heading back to school
I miss the warmth already
As the nights are getting cool
I want those long days in the sunshine
I want the afternoons at the beach
The warm nights that last forever
Lighting bugs flashing out of reach
I want iced tea in a frosted glass
BBQ chicken and mac and cheese
Fireworks so close you can touch them
I want a sunburn, even, please–
I want picnics with the family
I want to taste a summer rain
I want to hug the skies forever
I want to come back home again
Life happens. Did not get a chance to get this posted on Monday. I hope everyone has a great week!
AJM
End of Summer
at some point
you wonder
what happened to Summer
the greenery is draped
like a nap you’ve grown tired of
Sometimes I do read my poems out loud
I was in a friend’s wedding this weekend and wrote and performed this poem for her and her husband. It turned out silly and sweet and I’m so pleased that everyone liked it. I wish someone had recorded it.
For Kala and Kris:
Live like every day is your last
Remember to make each other laugh
and when times get rough
know that together you are enough
Your teamwork will see you through
Like if Kris suddenly comes down with man-flu
Or if he tells you about a work event the day before
Or you’re struggling to get Kala on time and out the door
Or you’re too hot and she’s too cold
Or someone’s left dishes in the sink and they’re growing mold
But all jokes aside, two is better than one
I hope your days are filled with fun
I hope you hold hands when you watch TV
Love fiercely and unconditionally
But I”ll wrap up, and say only this,
“We love you, congratulations to Kala and Kris”
❤ ❤ It was such a beautiful day!
Not Perfect
the greatest part about learning to love yourself
is loving yourself on the days
where you don’t look your best
you feel fat
you’ve gained weight
to look at your naked body in the mirror
to see the lumps
the discoloration
the stretch marks
to feel sexy because
perfect, never meant to be
an empty canvas
and although my curves are rounded
and my bumps have lumps
and my stomach doesn’t stick out quite right
I am everything I was meant to be
A. J. Morse 