Gina likes guns and gardens

Gina likes guns and gardens

�'ִנָ�"  Garden
Gamely Gina likes guns and gardens...
Ingrid needs a friend...
Natty Gan rode the train....
Asking Ingrid why she didn't make a mistake

�'ַן
Gina continues to plant.  She is Greek
And beautiful.  (Today is new music Tuesday.)
No one uses guns anymore, we use plowshares.

Game

מִשְׂ�-ָק

Mike’s game is a run of deer in the forest
Ingrid studied engineering, but she’s a mother now,
Too bad she still has to be out of the house like me;
Sally wrote a poem about salt I remember. What
Happened today?  I thought I could progress, that
Ascertained problem of housekeeping, too much dust
Circulation of mail, not enough time for game nights.

Talk  �"י�'ר
Do you know how to thread the frames together?
I said a bear talks, he says a bear talks to, and don’t
Beat the bear up, but pour the water while you talk.
Until the hour is up, I worry while I’m doing it
Rachel does it better or I won’t finish my own race.

Gadgets  מכשירים
Mirabelle this is not a pomegranate.  I need kindness.
Arielle this is not a typeface, this is a heart to heart
Confession and expression of what needs to be done.
Sarah I thought I was Hannah, Hannah prayed for
Help, she wanted to have a child and asked the priest.
Ingrid told the story to us in her way too, but we had
Reasons for telling the story our way; some like it hot
Ingrid could be cold and likes it that way, I try to be
More frigid, less repetitive then more compassionate.

Bully  �'ריון

Bully gangster phase, my messy scribble of notes,
It’s not neat.  I have problems not to hurt you or
Risk infidelity.  That a person would leave, why?
You can be my misty mountain person of place,
Orion will lead me through fields of wheat, barley,
Not too much rye, but still I like it, (pumpernickel?)

Garbage פְּסוֹלֶת אַשׁפָּ�"

Piranhas in Jaws, the movie, the rave hit.   
Suspense of the hour, the impossible lost feeling,
Our tensions making meaning and sound disjointed.
Loving fragments, lost letters, there is no reason to
Escape, just reach out to lessons, different words.
Touch cyberspace until you can’t take it anymore.

Ashton is not a spy, but an old friend of my mother’s
Son’s father.  They go out to eat at Pines of Rome.
How I fear not liking the people around me, not
Proudly finding out enough about them?  Interview.
A set of interviews would be a way to find them fun.

Gabble פטפוט
Please leave me alone.  How do we have time for friends
If we are trying to accomplish a great work; we must work
Together.  We must give gifts we do not have to give money.
Put down these words to memorize each word.  I didn’t
Understand where I was going.  It wasn’t to see anything.
To get good at memorizing, at learning another language.

To gabble לפטפט

Loosening the rules to raw data yet snippets of
Expression, strange patterns of constructed patched meaning.
Fathers care for and protect the young with the mothers.
Andrew could probably draw too.  I thought I could, but
Tamra, I will not worry about how excellent others are at
Progress or anything.  I will just begin to live again, not
Earmarks of  what legislators are calling forth, a
Type of enchantment.  I don’t have time for revolutions.

Gaiety שמ�-�"
Susan was a pretty mother.  Meg said we could shack up.
Ingrid is from another place and time.  Ink is fine, good.
Megan did yoga and had a handsome beau but there was
Carol and her Christmas party, with her boyfriend too
Haranguing me about sex education and how we needed
A permanent job after all this was over.  I learnt a lesson.

Gaily
Breakfast consisted of apple slices, raisin bread, and carrots.
Earlier than usual we rose, Niccolo finding me upstairs  
Says “It’s time to wake up, Mom.” I am not tired worry about
Internal affairs such as who will buy the new carpets. Larger
Mistakes such as how poor a job one is doing at work, my
Consideration of what we will study.  Well there’s a book.
How will I find out if it is worth the amount of time I put
Asking for no favors, just plugging along in a crazy direction.

Gift שי
Shayla is a name I have heard of.  My terrible acquaintance
Has possibly spoken ill of me, or I have of her, either way it’s
A waste of our precious resources, such worlds we have at our
Youthful fingertips.  We continue to need less dance codes.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the poem. The steady flow of description and people make me want to read more. I like the detailed description of people and their ways. The poem took me in and held my attention. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[ZackOfBridge]

In a way, this was the strangest poem I've ever read. The language works for it enough to keep me interested though I don't know truly what is going on. Kinda reads like a mystery. This is the first I've read of your stuff so maybe I'm just a novice to Laura Lynn. Anyway, it's cool, I like it.

[Laura Lynn]

Thanks, ZackOfBridge, I'll try to read something new you've written