Ponder The Response

 

You no longer have rights to my storyline,

nor do you have a right to see who I am.

I put my turtle shell of protection over 

my entire little world and

everything underneath

is a world for you to question.

You best believe, though, I

got a whole realm of freaking beauty

for you to wonder about.

And wondering is all you'll ever have with me again.

~Tina Meeks

Spare Change?

 Pink hues graze the rim of the horizon
The storm has passed and remnants remain,
like the less tangible breaths pushing the bare branches

Nesting between are the homes of unnamed tweets
Though they're visible on the tree limbs 
and as they burst away to flee the scene,
six buses have huffed by since my awakening today

Needless to say, the routine never stops even if I were to

There is so much action and play happening live

while I am unpredictable and discreetly running away

from most moments in close quarters

I would love anyone's two cents on the matter

and if I had a nickel for every time I

contradict my internal discussion and dialogue...

Well, I wouldn't want to waste the time on someone else's dime.

~Tina Meeks

A Sleepless Night

Today I woke up at 1:40 a.m. and it felt like it was 7:00 a.m

And knowing my anxious ass and hyper-organization

and staying on schedule for my own inner demons

with a schedule that doesn't exist

outside of the confinements of my skull, 

I wished it was 5:30 a.m

The moment I saw a form of light,

I processed that as, " daytime"

and instantly became awake mentally,

Which propelled my body out of bed

and trailing behind or other bodily actions

like, "oh, I actually have to pee"

And it's quite warm right now, actually,

thanks to the polyester pajama bottoms

So, those had to come off.

~Tina Meeks 

January

 

This heart has dimmed

Even on a sunny winter day, it's still cold
I flicker at a glimpse, or so I'm told

Swiped away as a windshield wiper
to the collected water and debris

~Tina Meeks