Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Haiku - Mangoes

First haiku attempt since a grade five assignment, where I wrote:

The hen lays her eggs
in a soft, delicate nest
and waits for her chicks

This is technically more of a haiku than the one below, since it is about nature. Oh well.

husband and daughter
slice mangoes in my kitchen
lovely to taste, see

Monday, January 23, 2012

To the shop clerk

seeing my arms overfilled
with baby and worry,
you mounted
your stallion
and
whisked me
off to a closed lane
that became open
at your word.
you bagged my
bananas and eggs
and
frozen pizzas,

and with the smallest
of gestures
made the greatest of
impressions.

Copyright, Catherine Young, 2012

Saturday, January 21, 2012

These words are strung together,
cascading vines
descending from great lumbering
masses of trees,
wandering and trailing away,
losing themselves in
the tepid night.
Excusing an insufficient bearing,
they writhe in a bed of decaying
foliage, and slink off
through the umbrage,
edging
through forested thoughts,
advancing upon
perdition.

Copyright, Catherine Young, 2012.






Winter in Whitby

Wooooooo! I am finding the time to write for once. I hope I keep this pace up. I'm really enjoying it. Look how many posts!

The frosted fencerows and walkways
gleamed under the new
blanket of snow; their former
melancholy and dreariness
ousted by unspoiled artistry.
Weighed down by
white powder, tree branches
bowed their heads
to the splendorous earth, and
the young boy who
careened resolutely down
the once untrodden path
(sled in tow)
didn't realize what magic he
had disrupted.

Copyright, Catherine Young, 2012

Friday, January 20, 2012

Emaciated

Dismantle your guilt.
Shed it, shred it,
do away with
every.
last.
drop.
And then,
when you cease to
breathe,
you'll have no
remorse
about squandered
days; no worries
over
a wasted
life.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

J.M.

Aren't true friends amazing? A (very) little writing for one of mine below. Cheers!

You warm me
up more
than the tea
you serve.

Copyright, Catherine Young, 2012.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Sad Song

you remind me of
a song that,
as a presumptuous teen,
I once belted out
of the window of my best
friend's car, defying
sound as we sped headlong
into the night.
then,
the song
made me feel
that I was everlasting;
that life would run its course
(and then some), as it was
surely intended,
and love would be something
that felt like the earth falling away
from beneath my feet.
now,
it just makes me
wistful,
and full of desperate remembrance.

Copyright, Catherine Young, 2012.

Friday, January 6, 2012

Lake Gus-ke-wau

I remember the silver
moon
that shone over us
one night,
late spring.
So well lit
was the silent forest
by its presence,
that we felt
brave enough
to disrobe, tossing
aside our
inhibitions and knickers
to wade through
the shallows of the lake,
dive into its
weedy underbelly,
laugh at our daring,
and resurface cleaner
than the days we
arrived on this
fair earth.

Copyright, Catherine Young, Jan. 6th, 2012.
to bed each night
with heart in hand,
tender lives
and grief un-manned.
tonight we sleep,
two souls together.
intertwined.
now. forever.

Copyright, Catherine Young, Jan. 3, 2012.

Pegboards

Do you remember how
these pegboards
used to be empty?
Neglected by time and
the past owners; empty skeletons
in our home.

I
think
they were waiting
for us,

for we have filled them
with hooks and hangers,
screw drivers and hammers,
paint brushes and canvases,
old licence plates, souvenirs,
and memories.

We have filled them -
ourselves -
with purpose.

And here, our purpose
will be become
more memories to
hang amongst
the others.

Copyright, Catherine Young, Jan. 3rd, 2012.

Question

How does my
husband's
button-down fit so
well, and meld
to my body
like
hair clings
to a balloon
after a burst of
furious rubbing,
when we are so
clearly
unmatched in
size?

Copyright, Catherine Young, Dec 28, 2011

Motherhood

This is about how
life goes from
being
less about me,
and more about
Zoodles lunches and
constantly smelling like
sour milk.

Copyright, Catherine Young. December 16th, 2011