Wednesday, October 3, 2012

GOTTA SAVE THE SPIDER!

(Special thanks to Salem!)
It happened one night as I was going to bed.  I had my pajamas on, I had brushed my teeth and washed my face, I had turned down the covers, when all of a sudden I saw him!

A SPIDER!

I jumped back in slight horror at the thought of a spider sharing my bed, but I quickly regained my composure and thought:

What should I do
What should I do
Should I smash it
Should I cook it
For a spider stew
Should I let the cat get it?
No! Here's what I should do!

Gotta save
Gotta save
Gotta save

GOTTA SAVE THE SPIDER!

He stared at me, and I stared at him and thought- aw, man- now I have to put my jeans back on and go outside and it's cold and all I really want to do is sleep!

But the poor spider
He has nowhere to go!
And if I let him sleep with me
He might bite my toe!
Then I'd be really mad
And my frustration would grow!
I know...

Gotta save
Gotta save
Gotta save

GOTTA SAVE THE SPIDER!

So I put on my jeans
And I put on my shirt
And I thought
Well, helping this little guy couldn't hurt
So I found a glass jar
And I put him inside
(He was really excited
To go for a ride!)
And I took him OUTSIDE!!!!

My good deed done, I put my pajamas back on.  I crawled into bed.  And I was just about to go to sleep
when I felt a tickle on my little toe!

What could that be?
What could that be?
Is it an ant or a cricket
Or a SPIDER, maybe?

It was
It was 
It was
IT WAS THE SPIDER!

And he said to me:

Thank you, thanks for all you've done!
You, ma'am, are the only one
Who's ever helped a bug like me!
So thanks again for your sympathy!
And now, because you are not mean,
I'm crowning you the SPIDER QUEEN!
And all the spiders near and far
Came to me, made me a star
And spread my name far and wide
As the girl who let the spider outside.

copyright 2012 micha ♥ goolsby

Monday, September 24, 2012

PERIWINKLE (the color)


Such a happy word
For such a melancholy color
It's a little bit grey
And a little bit blue
And  a little bit purple, too
Periwinkle is the color
Of abuse when it fades
The color of that bruise on my face
When the cops find me just a few weeks too late
Periwinkle is quiet
And sad
Knowing I'll never get away from him
Black
then Blue
Then Purple
Then... periwinkle for the grave

copyright 2012 micha ♥ goolsby

PERIWINKLE (the word)

Such a magical word
Periwinkle
Like fairies and dust
and sparkles
and things
that sing
not literally
things that breathe
did you know plants breathe
and periwinkle is a plant
a flower, to be exact
so periwinkle breathes

copyright 2012 micha ♥ goolsby

Sunday, September 23, 2012

HORSE'S MOUTH

Maybe this ability to write
Is a gift
Or rather, a horse
And maybe I should just trust
That even if it doesn't have 
perfect teeth
It'll probably still chew just fine.

copyright 2012 micha ♥ goolsby

THOUGHTS

Pounding
Tinkling
Tapping
Falling
In a 5/8 rhythm
But not quite so perfect

Freely
Confusedly
Rapidly
Dropping
In a 2+2+3
3+3+
2
+2+3
5/8
But not quite so perfect

copyright 2012 micha ♥ goolsby

BAD POETRY

Okay
so sometimes
i do
write
bad
poetry
lol
l
l
l
l
ooooooooo
l
l
l
l
l

copyright 2012 micha ♥ goolsby

POETRY

Pours out of me like water
from a cistern
from a river
from an ocean
from the sky

copyright 2012 micha ♥ goolsby