Let Me Count The Ways June 11, 2010

How do I miss you, my love?

I could say that I miss you as the grass misses the dirt

Or as the flower misses the sun

But those seem so much like a sonnet

Or some other whimsy ideal.

Neither of which am I.

I, my dear, miss you

Like the force that pushes the wave to shore

I cannot swim away but I am drawn to you.

Even the lighthouse calls me home to you.

I am drawn to your beauty.

I see your strength in the mountains

And I feel the way you hold me in the valleys

Snuggled in the nook of your arm

As I roll over to kiss you.

I am locked in your embrace.

I am all yours and I do not waver

Even as I am trapped far away

As if on a distant island I thirst for your love

Dehydrated by the many miles between us.

I am steadfast in your affection.

If only I could make you feel

The ardency with which I miss you

You would never doubt my longing

You would never question my fervor.

I am enchanted by your every move.

(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010

Thank you to this wonderful woman at mairmusic who nominated me for the perfect poet award at Jingle’s rally!  I am so

appreciative and grateful for the positive attention and what a compliment this is!

Thank you once again!

One more step June 2, 2010

“How about that,”
she said staring at the wall
“One more step
(count them all)
in the wrong direction.”
And then she left
one hand on her hat.

He stood still
looking at the blank doorway
where she had stood,
(nothing he could say).
Just one more step
in the wrong direction
and a hole he couldn’t fill.

“So,” she thought
park bench hard beneath her,
“he won’t come looking
for me, that’s for sure.”
It’s just one more step
in the wrong direction
that she couldn’t have fought.

He grabbed his jacket
off the wall and walked outside
he held the coat above her
so that she could hide
from the rain pouring from the sky.
Then he sat and held her
and they rocked from side to side.

(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010

I’ve found June 1, 2010

The best way

to move on with your life

is to pick up the puzzle pieces

and try to place all the edges first.

From there you push together

each different colored middle

cardboard scrap until they

jumble in your arms.

Don’t be surprised if you

accidentally drop a piece

or two into someone else’s

puzzle, that just means

the new hole in your’s will

be filled by a fresh color when

they drop one of their’s.

(c) Lauren Otheim – 2010