'The Shapes Dead Worms Make' by Stephen Clarke

For a while now I've noticed
The shapes dead worms make
On my garden path.
I believe they are letters of the alphabet
Random & a little abstract, I grant you,
But letters nonetheless.

I checked with the kids first,
Even though I know they have little facility
For such subtle mischief.
All they told me was that they'd done worms
In biology & as far as they knew
Even live ones can't spell.

I am writing this down because this morning
I found a definite dead worm letter 'S'
By the porch step. Not too unusual in itself,
I know, but half way down the path I found a letter 'O'
By the front gate there was another letter 'S'
Just outside my front gate a dead worm question mark.

My mind has cogitated all day
About the possible significance of this phenomenon.
Does Nature/Mother Earth have a consciouness?
Could it be, & I hesitate to commit this thought
To paper, that I am in receipt of a message
From God?

I am perplexed. I understand the need
For a code (God would not want to waste more worms
Than necessary). But what does it mean?
Why choose me? As an adviser to the secretary
For the minister of the environment
I have precious little power.

The Uncertainty of the Poet by Wendy Cope

I am a poet.
I am very fond of bananas.

I am bananas.
I am very fond of a poet.

I am a poet of bananas.
I am very fond.

A fond poet of 'Iam. I am' -
Very bananas.

Fond of 'Am I bananas?
Am I?' - A very poet.

Bananas of a poet!
Am I fond? Am I very?

Poet bananas? I am.
I am fond of a 'very'.

I am of very fond bananas.
Am I a poet?

FINALLY!

dreams

I remember why I needed a new journal now. I needed one to write donw wierd dreams that I have, coz I seem to be getting alot of dejavu moments lately.

last night I had 2 dreams. Can't remember the 1st now :(

but the 2nd one had somethng to do with Y.

All i can remember now is that I wanted to bring 2 bottles of water through a door but Y showed me that he already had one in his pocket for us. so i've chucked the bottles out.

Kinda wierd coz in my dream I knew that we weren't together anymore but he seemed physically close. hmmm...

And we walked through the door toghether and I woke up.

Answer my riddle.

What sinks below
and resurfaces
and will copiously continue to do so?

baby. BABY!

and so, my sister in-law has showed signs if labour.

I'm anxious, I'm exicted, I'm worried.

Waiting around piss me off!

Everyone should get pregnant!
I want a kid!

I'm so happy!

AAAAAAAAAAAAARRGGGGH!!!!!!

Keeping it real.

what does that mean?

so, my relationship with Mr. F has moved a tad bit further than I expected.
bf? I guess so. serious bf? I don't know. we'll just do stuff and see how it goes. How about that?

so...he's my bf(?). what now?