The List, ObligatoryA Poem by D. Gabrielle JensenRisking sentimentality, I sit down to write A quarter, or more, of my life Has passed by With little left behind in its wake. So I gather a list Of things to do With the next three quarters. And cross “Book” off of the top of the list, Written specifically to cross off. Crossing something off Implies accomplishment. My list looks little like that Of girls at my age In my situation. “Apartment” to replace “picket fences,” “Ireland” in lieu of “children.” Love is on the list, A husband, perhaps, But life has made me cynical And I’d rather have the Emerald Isle Than walking down the aisle. At least That is my position today. Tomorrow My whole list could change. Austin and magazine, I write next. Followed by bookstore, Coffee, Stage, Pretentious poets reading pretentious poetry And people flocking to hear it Because they think it makes them More cultured than their friends Who stayed home with poopy diapers Colic and strained carrots. Things to do Before… Before I die? How dismal. Before I am fifty. That should be enough time.
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Added on June 11, 2011 Last Updated on June 11, 2011 AuthorD. Gabrielle JensenCOAbout"In times of crisis, when I felt unloved and alone, when others would turn to prayer, I’d put my headphones on." ~Mat Devine Reading: The First Lord's Fury: Book 6 of the Codex Alera by Jim B.. more..Writing
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