Haikus

Five minutes ago:

A big, creepy bug
Just flew into my t-shirt
And down my sports bra

(Perv.)

Adventure at a former job:

I should know your name
Cleverly ask the spelling
S-M-I-T-H

(Oh.)

Today's happiness:

The hospital said
"Grant, you get to go home now"
HALLELUJAH has--

(Too many syllables.)

Vegetable Poetry

I put two carrots on the counter
And watched them roll around
They seemed to find each other
Then dive right for the ground.
Surprised I was to find them there,
I nearly laughed aloud,
For my two carrots were getting hitched,
And broccoli stood there proud.
What makes my vegetables act this way
I’m sure I’ll never know,
But if they’ve felt alone some days,
They had to duck and roll.

Middle age is far away, but closer than I’d like.
I want someone to call my own,
To drive a two-seat bike.
And we could walk out on a beach,
Or jog upon the sand.
We could hike or pick a peach,
While strolling hand in hand.
I don’t mind and I don’t care
How you dress or comb your hair,
For all I want is someone there
To laugh along the way.

The End.

Extremities

Satisfy me not with the lesser of You
Find me no solace in shadows of the True
No ordinary measure of extraordinary means
The depths, the length, the breadth of You
And nothing in between.
Etch the words upon my heart, knowing all the while
No ordinary roadblocks plague extraordinary miles
Your power as my portion, Your glory as my fare
Take me to extremities
But meet me fully there.

-Beth Moore

Everywhere else.

Everywhere else
Anywhere else
I look
And I look
Everywhere else

Words on my arm
And lines on a page
Hoping for wisdom
To come without age
Wishing that this was easier
Hoping my heart was stronger
Doubting my future is filled
At all
With things that I dream that I wish for.

And so I look
Everywhere else
Anywhere else
But to you.

I hope to be brave
I try to be free
Sadly ending
Back at the start of me.

"O Lord, be gracious to us; we long for you. Be our strength every morning." Isaiah 33:2

Commas and Apostrophes

It’s National Punctuation Day, everybody! This post is therefore dedicated to all things dotted, quoted, and slashed!

If you enjoy punctuation humor (and I do believe it has its own genre!), you'll want to check out these blogs:

The “Blog” of “Unnecessary” Quotation Marks

Apostrophe Abuse

Here are Five Lessons in Punctuation. No really, it's interesting! You can finally be sure of where to stick those darn quotation marks....

I recently listened to the radio series “Cutting a Dash” that inspired the book “Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation.” It was completely fascinating, not to mention hilarious! And host Lynne Truss is British, making everything that more delightful to listen to. Instead of a plain old “sem-ee coal-uhn,” we are treated to the pronunciation “sem-eye coal-awn.” I was also delighted to hear the opinions of several young British schoolchildren, especially as they tried to describe punctuation such as commas (which they likened to a tiny boomerang).

“Cutting a Dash” is also where I first heard of the poem “Apostrophe” by Roger McGough. I find it absolutely charming, and hope to memorize it soon so I can spout it off during a lull of conversation and impress everyone around me with my ability to recall enchanting little poems off the top of my head, and also with my appreciation for things like funny poems, and also apostrophes. Without further ado, I give you “Apostrophe.”

twould be nice to be

an apostrophe

floating above an s

hovering like a paper kite

in between the its

eavesdropping, tiptoeing

high above the thats

an inky comet

spiralling

the highest tossed of hats