Saturday, September 22, 2007


even when one works
in a room full of people
and 10 hours of relative silence
the silence of being perfectly alone
is something that can be missed.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Car Motor

The motor runs
Voices outside
A man, a child
The Clarks.
My neighbor is named Mark Clark.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

My dog

While the hubby and child sleep
I came out to type.
that sounded like my dog lucky.
He lives outside but seemed to be calling from within.
then again,
and finally,
Lucky, you see, is not a barker.
"Lucky, why are you calling me?"
slowly, somewhat sheepishly he comes into view.

it is midnight, and my dog has illegally entered my home
Change is good now and then.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

small lives

i happen to think the small life is not a bad thing.
it's not a bad thing to be one in a crowd
someone no one would notice.
the one who listens
more than the one who speaks
sometimes the best comfort you can give
is in not saying anything at all.