Friday, April 29, 2005

My Time



jo©




I
have to cry
at night
when
everyone else
is asleep

There
is no one
to hold me
then
to tell me
not to worry

I
cry
at night
so that
in the day
everything
will be
alright

Too Much To Ask

All
i
ever
wanted

was

to
marry
a
man

and

have
a
baby

and

share
a
life



jo©

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Body Memories




She came
Up for air
With the salt marsh
Of her lover's patch
Smeared
Across her face

The imprint
Of her lover's breast
Still
Filling
Her mouth

With everything
So sweetly
Fused
In her brain
She needn't have wondered
How to call
These
Memories up
At will

Instead

With her lover
Long gone

It was
Impossible
To keep
The
Impressions
Down