pregnant yearning

the autumn chill
swells my anticipation
as i listen to the surprise
sharings of
expectant excitement

i hear
the pride
of a father-to-be

i see
the gentleness
of a mother-to-be

i am
happily heartful
for them

and i am wrought with
the anxiety
of a 35-year-old woman
who wants so much
to experience
the advent
of an unborn child


futon love

you saw me through my twenties
my casual sexual encounters
sometimes pining away for loves that would only reject me

you were with me
on those self-love date nights
i came home
cooked a guormet dinner
for myself
and thoroughly enjoyed my womanhood
by myself

i'm married now
and my husband
has thoughtfully decided
to disassemble your strong limbs
which so carried me through my twenties
and dump you on bulk garbage day

i will dearly miss
our intimate moments
but will always have the warm memories of your
futon love!