poetry on the page

tumbling through obscurity
i'm reaching for a wall
but with no safety in the black
nothing breaks my fall

it's a song with more to come...but jazzy jazz, write me. i miss you.

to a jazz of its own rhythm

a test.
one of many.
a driving compulsion to make you happy
i'm a people pleaser...and can't help it.
but i want you happy
and can't tell you what
your trust means to me
to my soul
to my sensibilities.
thank you. thank you.

hi josh sorry you've no idea of my loyalty
and jas, love, i know you took the heat for tonight
but i'll take the heat for tomorrow
'cause you're a friend
tried and true
put me to the test
please...again...
i want to rise to the challenge
i am a people pleaser
and more than anything
want to please you
please you
is it messed up?
am I?
wanting to sear the words
the lyrics
then remember you love the smooth voice
of monsieur tupac
chocolate fondue voice
a love.
scandalous, maybe?

renewed love of writing.

sitting here while you're there
call me white girl -- dare you.
fun times too many
but won't trade them for anything.
monday lunch...don't forget.
we're thinking of you --
promise to think of us.
with love.