Here are two poems I'm working on. One is a re-write.
To the Author
I shouldn't think this way--
But, the sun always rises
And forces my body to embrace the ground with my shadow,
I always fall asleep during movies,
And what goes up must come down.
So, I do.
I like books. I like to read.
I especially like the books you write
When we're alone and no one is imposing their visual spectrum
On the light beaming from our solitude.
Your words, my eyes, and my sponge-studded mind.
I like the way your ideas swim into my ears like tadpoles.
I like laughing when they rub my brain and make it feel wanted.
I like your information. I want more.
I like to open and close books and make them fly like the seagulls
We watched together at Plum Island.
I like to ask a question then hear your reassuring answer
Emerge from the page like lava
Leaping
Through the top
Of a volcano.
-Miranda Freeman
Barnes and Noble
Green-sweatered,
Salt-haired,
Right-handed,
Pencil-holding,
Creepy old man
With John Lennon glasses
Shooting glanses in my direction--
Are you writing about me?
I am writing about you.
-Miranda Freeman
