Life with friends

If you find me frozen
fixed and staring

not sure about
the clothes i'm wearing

unsure of the way
my brain is faring

roll me over and
slap me awake

not too hard
cause I could break

and all your strength
is what I'll take

 i'll give it back
with what we make

A friendship
worth your soul

a conversation
over soup

about love and cookies
and the day
you unbroke me
The day I awoke

Today

when i last saw
yesterday's version
of myself -
checking myself out in
a faded mirror

i like today's archetype better

each day
learning,
blooming and becoming

more becoming

brighter

smarter

I hope

The way we met

it started in April
with two thumbs
lightly touching
warring for a win

two thumbs
became hands held

became husband and wife
mother and father

What you should know

“What you should know” by Laurie Molloy

I want to tell you things

you wouldn’t know

even if I told you

things that surpass

my imagination’s end

i want to say

everything

but often there’s nothing

left

except me

a person

winding down

deep into the couch

with the TV drowning 

out my brain

in the background

I hope no one minds part 2

For this poem I took a bunch of facebook status updates and created a found poem

i guess we’ll see 

what happens

fresh figs

the king

they would tell us 

about it on tv

cute picture

couldn’t imagine a day

without her

Life in Person by Laurie Molloy

"Life in Person" 

Everybody
is a phone camera photographer
sending pictures into space
all day and night

everybody sees
more and more
into each other's lives
every day

without talking
touching
smelling
listening in person

I can write
and you may read
but you won't know
my voice or intonation
the way my breath makes the page waver
how my eyes wander
and I talk really fast
while I read this

Summer's End

a whispering summer morning

greets me with a hazy eye

slowly rolling over

into a lazy day

at the lake

wind and water

washing and spraying

our bodies

as we forget the days

will soon be shorter

and the nights long

we forget

we forget

we remember

we forgot

so we go back to

the beach

back to the barbecue

and hold on 

to our friends

to our memories

to our warm beer

to the stories

we tell about last summer

or back in the day