Poem, snippets and essays of my life

Tag: poetry

  • Swimming in my underwear

    Swimming in my underwear

    Last night I swam in my underwear.   Probably many people have done this in their lifetime, but I have not done this before. I wanted to swim, it was a beautiful night, and my bathing suit was upstairs and I was downstairs, so I convinced myself that my camisole looked like a bathing suit.…

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  • Spine Mine

    Spine Mine

    Spinal Surgery     Eight weeks ago I had spine surgery and it took 7 hours to make me less fragile but I am still fragile. I told the anesthesiologist I was anxious and he wrote I had a “psychiatric disorder” in my chart. He had black, thick hair and sat back in his seat…

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  • Brain Chemistry

    Brain Chemistry

    I have a problem with abandonment. There’s no reason to ask myself why. It’s perfectly clear to me. I’ve had it all my life. I remember when my mother was dropping me off at nursery school when I was four and I told her I didn’t want to get out of the car. She said…

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  • Save or Toss

    Save or Toss

    Lucinda Watson We save what we can now because there’s so little space left. It seems like there used to be so much space in the past. Now I can hardly breathe. Yesterday I noticed San Francisco had slipped partially into the bay. I was out for a walk, and I looked over the cliff…

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  • I Can See the Ending

    I Can See the Ending

    I keep trying to put my finger down on the earth and stop it from spinning. Stop it from going forward. I do this all the time even when nothing particularly wonderful is happening. I do it because I can see the ending and I know that sometimes I read the ending of a book…

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  • Despair

    Despair

    The most accurate word to describe the times we are living in is despair. There are those people who can continue without noticing the darkness inside of them. Even they are stumbling. The children are feeling despair. Very little for them to do about it. Days come and go. Rain falls. I notice the children’s…

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  • Wishes

    Wishes

    I wish I could write: “Last night I dreamed of Manderley”, but last night I dreamt of my father. It was the strangest dream I’ve ever had. I was on vacation with some friends, and I had promised my father to go on vacation with him. We were settling into our rooms when suddenly I…

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  • The Shrink

    I keep playing tricks on my psychiatrist. I know this is insane but isn’t that why I’m seeing him? Sometimes I bring out large animal masks and when the Zoom starts present myself as a tiger or a lion. He can’t seem to stop laughing. I love this so much that I keep doing it.…

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  • Save or Toss

    We save what we can now because there’s so little space left. Yesterday I noticed San Francisco had slipped partially into the bay. As I was packing up yet another box I noticed I was no longer attached to a baby photo of myself, holding a doll that look like it had been drowned. I…

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  • Dead or Alive

    Dead or Alive

    Every time I get sick, I think I’m going to die. A simple cold becomes the beginnings of sinus problems, which turn into a brain tumor and before I know it, I’m making the decision between cremation and burial all by myself. Then, miraculously, the cold leaves, and I forget that I actually thought I…

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