A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 78

Day 78: “Oh, Theater!”


The theater is a place

Where you can be someone else for a time

A moment


You can watch something serious

Or sad

Or funny


And be immersed in it


Real life? What’s that

The only real life is Mary Todd Lincoln’s obsession with cabaret and Abe Lincoln’s obsession with men and John Wilkes Booth’s obsession with Abe Lincoln


The theater is a magical place

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 75

Day 75: “Bad News”


I got some bad news

I was living in delusional bliss

Believing my cat would live forever

Never leave me


But that is not the case


I’m not stupid

I know she won’t live forever

But I can’t accept

That she’ll leave me


I’m not ready


Fingers crossed today’s bloodwork tells a different story

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 70

Day 70: “I’ll Be There For You”


When I turn on my tv

queue up “Friends”

and lay down on the couch,

it reminds me of a simpler time


coming home from school

watching the show with my mom


not understanding any of the innuendos

instead learning new words like

abysmal

except I thought it was a bysmal

like one bysmal


falling in love with the fashion


reluctantly agreeing that I’m a Monica

even though I always wanted to be a Rachel


now I’m proud to be a Monica


that’s growth

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 69

Day 69: “The Little Girl Who Couldn’t”


One thing about me

is I like to be unfair to myself


Well I don’t like to

But you’d think I do by how often I do it


Past me’s

are held to impossible standards


“You’re stupid,

Bad,

Terrible,

Because you didn’t know”


But what recently I learned, realized

is I couldn’t know


How would I know

if no one taught me

helped me

told me


So what was once tangible

Something I was on the cusp of

Should have

Done


Was now something impossible

Intangible

Far

Something I couldn’t have done


Which opens up the door for me

To forgive

Myself