Wednesday, April 10, 2013

a poem.

I used to write poems all the time in high school and still some in college. I haven't written anything in a long, long time (I think because I am generally happier now, ha!), but for some reason I scribbled something down today. It started with a tweet and really just my being so tired of being cold. Now I want to see if I still have my old poetry books -- although I don't think I would share any of that on here!

I did learn a little bit about poetry in a creative writing class I took in college but all of that is long gone, I'm afraid. No iambic pantameter here.

can someone please just wake me when it's summer?
i'll be waiting, underneath the covers.
asleep, or at least pretending to be.
if i close my eyes long enough,
maybe it will come,
maybe you will come,
back to me.

enveloped in darkness, 
an unholy reunion.
but it's just a dream, thoughts to pass the time.
(am i certain?)

i missed you today.
the sky is painted grey. it ate up the stars,
and so the sun went away.
i'd trade our false memories for just one ray of warmth upon my cheek.
your hand in mine no longer,
but sunshine makes me stronger.
i can sit up.
get out of bed.
get dressed.

of course, this is all hypothetical.
things i know i can should do,
not just today but every day.

but it's raining, 
and i'm tired.

i'll be waiting.

Ah. I feel like we know each other much better now. Can I make a confession? Or more just like share an embarrassing story. It's funny that I am so afraid of public speaking now, because when I was in 4th grade, I rapped in front of my elementary school during my campaign for student council secretary (wearing an orange turtleneck, nonetheless). I even remember a lot of the speech ....

My name is Kristin! (terrible beatboxing)
And I'm here to say (boom-boom-ch)
To vote for me (boom-boom-ch)
For sec-re-tar-ay! (boom-boom-ch)

I'll go to all the meetings (boom-boom-ch)
I'll take a lot of notes (boom-boom-ch)
But I just hope to have (boom-boom-ch)
All of your votes! (boom-boom-ch)

Oh dear. I wish I still had that level of confidence today! I think video exists, but that will never see the light of day (Mom).

Last night, Mat & I went on a little mini date. We got ice cream at Sonic and then saw G.I. Joe. I didn't even think those new molten cakes looked that good, but boy was I wrong. 

I had the turtle one, and it was the right choice. I meant to take my own picture, but in true Kristin fashion, I ate it immediately. 

That's all I've got for today.I hope that wasn't too painful ;)

Thanks for reading!


  1. This is by far my favorite post of yours ever! Please please share the video!

    1. Thank you! I appreciate that, because after I posted it, I was having some self-doubt, ha. I am hoping my parents lost that video!

  2. Hi Kristin! This was a blast from the past because I remember that song you did in 4th grade when you mentioned it haha! You always were very creative :-) It worked too, right? I think I remember you being the secretary.

    I like your other poem too- very appropriate for the weather right now!

    1. Haha! That is too funny that you remember it. I think I might have actually lost that year, although I don't know how with those great lyrics, ha! How are you? Hope all is well!

    2. I'm doing well! I live with my boyfriend in Farmington Hills and work for a marketing research agency in Southfield so I can't complain. I've been reading your blog since you posted it on Facebook- I really like it! :-)

  3. Ohh my gosh I totally remember that!! It is now my mission to find the video of it next time I am home. Ahh the things we have the courage to do when we are young. Your other poem is beautiful, I love it! Share some more :)

  4. I too will try and find the video. And to top it off, I wrote that little song for you. I was such a good campaign manager. Still cannot believe you didn't win!
    Plus I love your poem too!! Going to look for video right now.

    1. haha did you really? i didn't remember that, but now that you mention it, it sounds like something you would write.