supernova

the other night, rkd and i went out to look for a supernova. we were supposed to be able to see it with just our regular binoculars, but we couldn't see much due to light pollution, LA haze, whatever. anyhow, it was still fun.

standing on rooftops,
shivering in the dark night,
magic stars appear.

bear

rkd had appendicitis. i had told janet i was at the hospital and couldn't leave him over the weekend. she said something along the lines of "aww... poor curly haired bear." i loved that line. and after surgery, i was so nervous about hugging him because i was afraid i would hurt him. he's ok now.

my curly haired bear-
i love to squeeze you, hold you,
never let you go!

bright eyes

this may sound a little cheesey/chester-y, but i can gaze into rkd's eyes for-ev-er. sometimes, i'll glance at him, catch his gaze, and i'll have this overwhelming feeling of love, passion, and just happiness. it's the summer of love, i guess!

bright, clear blue ocean
inviting me in closer.
vanished in a blink!

personal theater

i got this idea in the middle of the night. i must have had trouble sleeping. i got up to type this out on my phone, saving bits and pieces of this idea as a draft, then cuddled up next to my honey and fell fast asleep.

behind closed eyelids
the memories flicker by-- 
my own theater.

sleeping shiner

shiner dog likes to sleep on the floor, at the head of the bed, right by the window. she sometimes sleeps on the bottom of the curtain panel and while she's moving around to get comfortable, the curtains open a little letting the outside light fall on my face when i'm trying to sleep. we're getting her a doggie bed soon.

early morning sun shines
through the crack between fabrics.
i am still dreaming.

down

kind of in a not so good place right now. i'm sure thing will get back to normal soon enough, but until then, i'm feeling really down.

i kiss you goodbye,
my tear-stained cheeks, salty lips,
longing for much more.

in the cold, cold night

happy new year. it's cold in la. colder than i remember it ever being, but i always say that -- i have a very selective, somewhat short term memory so i'm not completely sure what it was like last winter. anyhow, i feel like i haven't been very good at haikus lately, so here's one written a few months back.

lying in the dark,
your hot breath on my cold skin
warms me to the core.