Showing posts with label flower poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flower poem. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

HOOT


In the middle of the night
he woke me up to tell me
that he was leaving.
and then he was gone.
and i remained motionless in bed for hours
contemplating my options
and not quiet ready
to face the brutal realities of life.

I was lost and desolate.
How could he do this to me?

Now that he was gone,
who would pay the bills?
who would cook the dinners?
who would fill the gas in my car?
who would deal with the plumber?
How would I survive?

I shed tears in my anguish.
My pain was unbearable.

In desperation, I called him.
Begging him to come back.
But he was brutally cold to me.
And said...
"It is a business trip.
I'll be back in a few days.
You'll be fine.
And take care of the birdie."

I was crushed.
and did not know what to do next.
So I took out my notebook
and my favorite pen
and I began
making party plans.


HOOT= Husband Out Of Town
SAP= Self-absorbed person

Monday, July 28, 2008

Spring







In autumn I gathered all my sorrows and burried them in my garden.

And when Spring cameto wed the earth, there grew in my garden beautiful flowers unlike all other flowers.

And my neighbors came to behold them and said to me, "When autumn comes again, at seeding time, will you not give us the seeds of these flowers that we may have in our own garden?"

Khalil Gibran