eventually

the hardest thing
about growing up
or growing old
is the relationships you grow out of

love may be infinite
but time doesn’t mean
you’ll be in the same place
or the same time
always

eventually
you have to admit
that how you once meant to somebody
is now different

she’s not a baby anymore
she’s on her own path now
you blinked
and missed the old one

but
how you wish
like you could grasp it in your hand
a wish like squiggly worms
you wish
you could zip along, too


Once again (sigh), it’s not Monday. I’ve been toying with the idea of switching to Tuesday and Wednesday posts.

Wrote this one last night. It’s difficult for me to watch my nieces and nephews get older. For some reason, it’s like I always thought they’d be little. Maybe in my eyes they still are. Even though they’re not. 😭

AJM

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

A Woman President

To the Opposition:

A woman should be president
Do we have enough accessories?
Should we pin up your politics?
Should we clean up the mess we see?

Should we tie up a policy
in a neat little bow?
There’s no reason for drama
please, enough with the show

We’re not your courtesans
Or eye candy on stage
We’re not here to flaunt your ribbons
While you trap us in a cage

We won’t type your memos
while you admire our bra size
We’ll file your harassment along with
all your stupid small-pinched-lies

And while you slander us
We’re tying our kids shoes
We’re fighting in combat zones,
making headlines in the news

We’re scientists and astronauts
We’re surgeons and vets
We have our own voices and money
But there’s been no presidency yet

And while we gather our courage,
you tell us that we’re weak
Please shut your damn mouth
and let the women speak

We’ll tell you

A woman should be president
It’s not about IF we can
It’s because men are afraid
because we’re smarter than them


Hah…I love this one. And not just because it’s about women’s rights and all that good stuff. It’s because this poem is sure to piss some people off…and I’m here for it. Boy, am I here for it.

I dread the results of this election. The next few days are going to be so stressful. Here’s hoping! <3🤞🗳️

~AJM

the subway

rocketing through darkness
through holes underneath the earth
like a fast-moving worm or a snake
all kinds of humans jostle from side to side

a loud screech, and i’m to mind the gap for the 60th time and outside
the smell of piss and dirt and exhaust
someone yells manhgoes!
because I want to eat fresh fruit
in darkness and dust

an old woman sits on a bench
her feet are black with dirt
bruises and sores on her legs
her arms are crossed
her eyes, too
everything she owns, is in a few plastic bags within reach

we scurry past
just another unpleasantness
a forgotten thing
in the darkness beneath the earth


This one was inspired by a recent trip to NYC last weekend… which is why I missed posting last Monday, actually. Saw a Yankee game, among other things! Maybe I’ll do a blog post about it later this week if I have time. Happy Monday!

-AJM

Monday-est of Mondays

late for work today

twisted my ankle walking

miserable rain


Forgot to get a post ready last night, sick with bronchitis and a sinus infection, it’s rainy and dark, and turned my ankle walking into work. 😭😭  I’d like a redo for today, thank you!

AJM

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

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