catching up
but not forcing any sort of
due date
upon myself
is both freeing
and terrifying
[and ever so slightly boring-ing]
new house
October 6, 2021
house tasks
making me
[currently]
a house spouse
[and surprisingly tired]
October 5, 2021
spooky music
soothes my soul
[it really does,
though i may have poem’ed about this before]
and what began
as a
‘too tired’
‘still a little stressed’
‘ugh we have to deal with all these boxes now’
kind of day
has turned into a
‘skeletons are already up’
‘it’s spooky season!’
*bopping head along with music*
*sipping [[seasonal]] iced coffee*
‘look at all these books i get to organize now!’
kind of morning
October 4, 2021
we did it
(and only a few tears)
we did it
(and there’s really not that much left
to do
in the old place)
we did it
all our stuff is now in the house!
(how have we done this
four or five times already
and still stayed together?)
(i suppose that’s why people
look up to our love???)
October 3, 2021
so much
moving/packing/driving/stress
too tired to write
a real poem
so instead
i’ll convey to you
the most beautiful thing i heard today
directly after pulling in to our new home’s driveway
the final trip of the day
from across the street
at a new neighbor’s 6th birthday party:
child (somewhere between 8 and 10)
singing (while sprinting down a long driveway):
I BELIEVE I CAN FLY!!! I BE-
(the sound “oof” is heard)
(pause)
child (yelling reassuringly): I’M FINE!
(pause)
(pause)
(pause)
child (running back up the driveway toward the party)
(not quite as loud or exuberant as previously):
I believe I can fly!
October 1, 2021
it’s October
the weather’s getting colder
it’s October
we have a yard now
it’s October
everything will be dead soon
it’s October
we will get to see the colors change
it’s October
time to think of the stressors of the past
it’s October
time to think of the coziness of the future
it’s October
no more thinking
just doing
living
and breathing in
this October
as it is.
September 30, 2021
back and forth
And
up and down
And
in and out
And
exhaustion abounds
but today
just forth
just up
just in
(except for some really excellent bagels)
and it’s *starting* to feel like
Home
September 29, 2021
“this house must have ghosts”
or maybe it’s just the cat
yawling at a new situation
“this house must have ghosts”
or maybe it’s just the lack of sleep
over subsequent months
of stressing over
attempted break-ins,
the dog’s health,
the prospect of buying a house,
the discomfort of not our own mattress…
“this house must have ghosts”
or maybe…maybe i just really, really want to have ghosts…
so
are they nice ghosts???
kipventures 