All posts filed under: poetry

Blue is the Apple of My Eye

Dear blue, cool to my eye,
painting the sky:
You make me want to fly
in a Boeing 747 across the big blue
ocean to Sverige with the yellow cross
piercing through flying, waving blue.

My first car was blue. At 16, I
prophesied I’d have a blue car,
and that it’d be, instead of a Plymouth Horizon,
the type that Dad had bought Liana and Justin,
a Dodge Omni.
(O, yes, I had to be different.)

I’m Going to Put in the Work

I am going to sore muscles, leg aches,worn down Brooks from pounding up and down my neighborhood streetson most days of the week in preparation for running a 5k in at least 30 minutes.It may or may not happen in February, during my school’s annualStampede in the Park that supports the cross country team.We’ll see. I’m going to put in the work. I’m going to my kitchen table, Dunkin’ Donuts,or my favorite seat on the firm couch, for Time To Writea letter to grandparents, a poem, a few paragraphs of my fairy tale, and spiritual encouragement, at least once a week for each of those.I’m going to growing my audience, because I just want to write, and for it to make a difference in someone’s life. I’m going to put in the work I’m going to consistent quiet mornings, and moments whenever I can,with black coffee nearby and Bible notebook in hand.I’m going to “Our Father in heaven… your kingdom come… give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our debts… and deliver …