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Carrots and Ferrets

~ Emma ~ 1 Comment

I don’t peel my carrots
because I like to feel like a horse
munching away, teeth opposite from parrots
Huge honkers, made for grazing of course

And graze I sure do
it makes the day flow a little smoother
Sometimes I eat standing up, do you?
I’m alone usually, and definitely a mover

When you reach that point
of being obsessed with being alone
loving your dances in the kitchen
Oops this one isn’t rhyming, oh well

There’s only like five people reading this
which makes no difference to me
The beautiful way the words never miss
Leaving my heart and my lips, each time always feels like a kiss

This poem started out about carrots
then horses, then solitude, what’s next?
Clouds, weather, cats, furniture, ferrets?
What do you eat that’s your favourite treat?

Intentional choices to bring home the best
feelings inside our soul, it’s different for you
than it is for me, but in common we are blessed
by the moments we share, the kindness we do

Sitting or standing, laughing or crying
Eating or drinking, listening or telling
Moments and stories, hope and love
Horses, parrots, ferrets, carrots, or cake

The pathless woods is never pathless
if you’re in it, the path follows you
even if you’re running naked, full of madness
The trees unmarked, that’s the juice!

I like where this poem is going now
let’s talk more about nakedness and trees
Isn’t it nice, sitting nude outside feeling the breeze?
Except when someone interrupts, geez Louise

I’m tired and just spent twenty minutes chopping carrots
it’s great though, because tomorrow
I can chomp those suckers back, and feed the ferrets
I kind of wish I had a ferret friend, I’d call him Zorro

We’d sit on my couch and snuggle
he wouldn’t say a word, just wiggle
Do ferrets eat carrots? Zorro would
I think I’m going crazy, is this even understood?

Doesn’t matter, it’s fun and maybe I made you laugh.
If not, that’s ok too
I’m hungry again, damn what should I do?
Stand up, dance, put the carrots on the stove and make some soup!

Ignite

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Rely on this, put on that hat
It will make you taller, look at that
Face the moon on certain nights
The clearing is coming with great might

It’s time to be alone but with trunks
Holding up the branches, clearing funks
Time to dance beside the sea
Let the messages come and find me

Dropping away from familiar
Taking another step, not so similar
The boat rocks but there’s a railing
You feel it inside, so keep sailing

The nights feel long and lacking
Longing for substance with less cracking
The days change shape often
Bringing less odours smelling of rotten

I hate to say you may be right
That staying here will be a bit tight
To loosen and expand is honest
Extracting what you can, keeping a promise

The quiet fog sits and speaks
A murky voice with hidden squeaks
The mist exists to cover the shine
Which finds me, always just fine

How to teach me how to know
Keep coming and making a show
There’s too much now of both sides
To see so clearly what now resides

Inside my heart and my mind
A match and a log ready to bind
Ignite the fire that’s ready to burn
When the time is right, we’ll have our turn

When You Came That Day

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When you came that day
I could not find a way to say
How your presence allowed me
To find a bit more glee

Lying there as the breeze came in
Your eyes and your heart brought me a grin
Within my soul, I felt it with all my might
So I decided, right then and there, to keep up the fight

The music you brought was familiar
As you strummed your guitar, I did remember
The days when we were young
When we had a little bit of fun

That time you tore off down the street
After the ball I threw at your feet
You raced like lightning
Watching you fly, was such a sighting

The thunder comes in waves
I miss you and regret my many ways
I wish I could tell you why
But it would make you cry

You showed up that day
So there isn’t any kind of way
I could bring sorrow
To your hopeful morrow

The past doesn’t matter
I left because I was full of chatter
Of the wrong kind
I was so blind

But I can see clearly now
And you showed me how
The way that you are
Completely raised the bar

Our story might be
One of tragedy
But like all losses
It doesn’t have to be

As my eyes closed and I listened
The stars I did see, they glistened
Your position and offer
Helped me not to suffer

For just a few moments
It was so very important
Your sound filled my heart
I dreamed of a fresh start

I can never explain my love
What lives inside you is something of a dove
For what you did for me
Has given an unlikely ability

To know your heart
And to see your start
On a journey
That I was never a part

You chose to show me
How kindness can be
After all these years
You took away my fears

This has given me power
To hang on and live for the flower
That I see blooming
Inside your garden, it is wonderfully soothing

You are not like the rest
The courage living in your chest
Amazes and delights
It fires up all the lights

It sure has given me strength
Your music, I wish it had no length
I could listen forever
Because it changes the weather

Outside and inside
The storm turned into pride
When you came that day
And decided to play

Decided to stay