Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Morning Haiku

Peace, in the bed where
I lay quietly
The sun shines in the morning.

....eg

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

in bed

We live in bed, We love in bed
We sleep in bed, sometimes we toss and turn.

We cry in bed, and share a secret
We relax in bed, and catch up on the day's news.

We sleep alone, or with a partner,
We giggle with girlfriends, Cuddle with children,
Or just enjoy the space to ourselves...

In bed.
.......elizabeth gravenor

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Wednesday, April 1, 2009

toys in the bed

stripes and flowers

cat stretched out

green sheet

narrow bed

two cats

white dog

light through the window

stripes and cat

nap on the river

bed at a b and b

sofa with dog

poem #1

sleepless
still warm
tossed and turned out
for another day
i couldn't resist
this request
for a still warm unmade
self

story #1

I don't have a camera!

But I do have a story. In university, I had long hair, a sloppy big brown coat, and I used to wear these loose untucked prison workshirts (part of my punk aesthetic). I would also sometimes take naps in the hallways between classes. I earned myself the nickname, "the Unmade Bed."

red sheets