The Story of my Blog Title

Quilt of Dragonflies- My blog is named that for a reason.I am lucky enough to own a genuine Quilt of Dragonflies, which I am sure brings me good dreams when I sleep beneath it. It was given to me by a friend of my mother's, who handmade the entire thing. Color meets pattern in this fantastic piece of artwork which sits on my bed. Brilliant shades of purple, blue, and green intersperse with tie dye dragonflies. I will not hesitate to call it my inspiration.

Thursday, May 31, 2012

Finally Finished

What a year! but now
The thoughts are coming choppy
I will find them soon

Tuesday, May 29, 2012


The sun rises and sets
Several times I feel
Alone in a vast space
My dreams are barren and
Crying out for someone to find me
In waking hours
I study and
Feel like the Sandman
Has visited me once too often
Sprinkling grit into my eyes
Making my shoulders droop
When they should not
I wish it were over
Wish I could sit down and write
Letting the loneliness go along
With the steady stream of papers and
How ready I am for
A summer of no regrets
To sing and dance on the cool grasses
And gaze up at the sky

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Summer at Last

Finally it feels
As though the sun has kissed the
Tiny blades of grass

Friday, May 25, 2012

The Weekend Before

The calm before the
Storm. I feel serene, nothing
Can worry me now

Thursday, May 24, 2012

What of the Umbrella?

How does the umbrella feel?
With the cold raining spattering across
It's colorful chords?
Is the umbrella angry
That is being so taken advantage of?

Tuesday, May 22, 2012


Self esteem dips and
Rises. Heating up like tea
Then cooling quickly

Monday, May 21, 2012


Someone else's words
Physical discomfort
No good
Stress, stress, stress
Very bad
Everything going wrong
It truly is
Terrible horrible no good very bad day

Friday, May 18, 2012

You Say Goodbye, I Say Hello

I hate partings
I really do
Where your eyes mist over and you smile
Like there is nothing the matter in the world
Everybody is smiling
Smiling as tears run down their faces
You laugh with the rest
But inside you are breaking
Just a little bit
So are they
So is everyone

The room is laughing
at a joke someone made
Putting a hasty patch on the farewell
Just one more line
One more night

The future is bright
For everyone
But standing in the middle of the road
You want to look back desperately
Instead of forwards
Safe in the life you have
You laugh
We laugh

I hate partings
Hate the tearful hugs and
Sentimental speeches
One less second until you are gone
But what are you supposed to do?
When one fabric is torn apart
Leaving you to slap on
Quick stitches in
its place.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Water Project

the fleeting drips of water
cascade down
camera clicks
liquid rushes
then, all of a sudden
tray soggy
lens covered in droplets
has the shot come out?
to the computer to upload
but only after this has been repeated
many many times
lucky to get one right

Tuesday, May 15, 2012


big test tomorrow
hours spent studying can
never prepare me

Monday, May 14, 2012

False Hope

We had so much hope
That day of tank tops and sun
Now it is cloudy

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Busy Bees

the bees buzz loudly as
                       a noisy fan in the dead of night in
        a room of the sleeping. humid and dense
they roam from flower to flower
frantic, a quick  burst of energy 
taken by surprise
spiraling figure eights
then back again, another flower, 
humming along the ground
circling in the sky
never really slowing down
legs collecting pollen
in puffs of yellow
                    never a dull moment
surrounded by friends
       singing to themselves
a drone of work done and work
                not yet accomplished 

Friday, May 11, 2012

The Dandelions

The dandelions float around
In the summer breeze
Their tentacles of white tremble
They dance here with ease

On every morning in the dew
The dandelion sees
The sun come up from over hill
And over giant trees

Then opens wide its yellow fronds
To attract friendly bees
And sit in sun and warmth today
Oh, what lives are these!

Thursday, May 10, 2012


What I wouldn't give
For just a peek of sunshine
Rain. More rain. More rain.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

It takes rock bottom

It takes rock bottom
To see the sky
Only when you have truly reached
The depths can you look upward
And only upward
Towards the clouds and the deep azure
It takes crying and screaming
Tearing your hair out
Or silently hating yourself
It takes weakness
True weakness
To find strength
It takes a week of rain
To see sunshine
Seven days of being inside
Listless and upset
Countless puddles and cars
That splash you as you come outside
Rain doesn't last forever
The clouds will move past
And you will find the sun
It takes rock bottom
To see the sky

Tuesday, May 8, 2012


Rainy day tempers
Run high as the charcoal clouds
Drifting 'cross the sky

Monday, May 7, 2012

Ball Game

Take me out
To the ball game
Crowds of people
Buying food
Franks and fries
Shadows and sunlight
I snap pictures
Players run onto the field
Boring, boring, boring
Seriously, it's a pastime
Not a sport
The man next to me
Takes up one seat
And a half
The air is crisp
Downright cold in the shade
Jumping up and
Doing the wave

Good pictures
If nothing else
Constant drone of noise
French fries
Not a day
But I would love
To have been watching

Saturday, May 5, 2012


Seeing friends again
Watching, laughing
Catching up
Speaking as if
No time has gone by
Long absences seem short
When we are together

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Julius Caesar

Blood falls to the ground
Quietly, no man hears
The sounds of knives
No honorable man lives
Without remorse
No man sees treachery as good
Or evil
Simply the ways of Rome
To bathe hands in bloody fountains
Impassion masses
Against one they loved
With open arms
To come from war
A hero
And to be slain
Or simply human nature
To rise against the powerful
Inspire the weak
Plot in nights
Of thunder and minds
Not quite decided
No man believes
The soothsayer
The one who was right
In the end
The bloody spiral continues
Even when the last man runs
Into his sword
There is another to take his place
In the eyes and hearts of Rome
And so it was with Caesar.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Rainy Today

Freezing droplets
Scattered on the roof
Even rain boots don't cheer me up