Sleep forever

I had a dream.

That you were making me breakfast.

It tasted as good as seeing you felt.

This is the sad truth though…

When dreaming is the only time I can see your face…

Id rather just stay asleep.


Strange Alcohol

“Blood is thicker than water”.

I’ve always heard that saying my entire life.

But what about blood that has always been poisoned.

I’d much rather have water over that shit.

And what about cool-aid?

No wait.

You’re more like…..


But a sweet one.

You try to be all rough and thorny with that alcoholic burn.

Teasing me and refusing my huggish affections…threatening me with frozen turkey.

But I taste those underlying notes of sweetness.

The way we have “Theology with Cara”

And talk of Pokemon.

I know you care for me.

At least more than a bucket of mud.

And that’s surely enough for me.

Big Brother.

This poem is about my best friends husband. Through hanging out constantly with her, dinners and overnights, weekends, shopping, double dating…well through a lot of things, I got to befriend her husband. Who has become, in so many ways, a Brother to me. We have a strange relationship at times. But I love him like a little sister loves her protective older brother. He’ll probably comment ew or something like that when he reads this (I said “strange relationship” for a reason haha) But I hope it makes him smile at least a little, because I meant every word.

Also, he too has a blog! He’s an amazing writer! Click the link to be whisked away to a place of poetry, short stories, fantasy and awesomeness.  go now in wispsofsmoke.



I feel refreshed by your juices.

Sweet and tangy.

Running down my chin.

mmmmm this is just what I needed.

I eagerly bite you.

Savoring every second.

I don’t want it to end.

I finish and consequently you’re gone as well.




Every Inch

The motion of our ocean

Is killing me with waves of desire.

Slowly you lure me into your arms.

So gently.

So patient.

You don’t have to be so soft.

Sometimes I like it hard.

Don’t you dare hold back on my behalf.

Right there.

Don’t stop.

I want it all.

Give me every inch…

My breathing quickens.

Muscles tighten.

I am overwhelmed with ecstasy.

I open my eyes…

take a deep breath.

You’re the sweetest daydream I’ve ever had.

A poem of sorts

,So. I decided a while ago to start picking a random word from the dictionary every day to learn, to broaden my vocabulary. A friend of mine, J, suggested making a Facebook post using my new word each day and My boyfriend Andrew  (though you may know him from my tags as James) really loves the idea but took it a step farther, suggesting I write something more creative, in this instance a poem, using the new word each day. So….here goes nothing. This one has more than one new word because I’m starting now. By the by they both also have wonderfully poetic blogs you should definitely look into hehe. Okay…here we go.


I met you in the fall.

When leaves were changing.

I didn’t realize it at the time, but so was I.

It started out slowly.

A glance here, a giggle there.

Movie night.

Collywobbles when you found my secret poem.

Hand holding during The Breakfast Club.

Longing so badly for that first perfect kiss.

The “almost” moments that were anything but Sporadic.

My heart knew before I did that

“in all the ways that matter, I am completely and totally,  yours”.

Such an Urbane, compassionate man.

I realized Post Haste that I had to make you mine.

To all the women who didn’t “get” you before, I say…

Thank You.



Struck down by a cold.

My throat is an angry bitch.

That awkward moment,

When the only time it doesn’t hurt…

Is when something is inside it.

So come on over baby.

I need some soothing.