Poems

After a recent extended break (and breakup) from online dating, I got to thinking about my extensive dating history. Dates have always been a sort of mini sociological experiment for me. Sure, love is also a pursuit, but she is tough to find and it is so much more fun to observe the ways in which people pursue connection. People watching is great, but the best experiments introduce some variability. As the dependent variable on my dates, the independent variables have been….enlightening. I don't have a slideshow with my Dating Wrapped, but I DID write a poem. Some might say...

Once upon a time, a young lady sat in her Honors Geometry class blasting Ke$ha on her iPod and imagined a world in which two congruent right-triangles started dating. Naturally, all things must come to an end. It was presumably this thought that led me to write a break-up poem/letter from one triangle to another at 8AM in class. Now this poem sees the light of the internet, complete with comics I completed this month. Dearest Right Triangle We are a match made in textbooksCongruent in every wayBut that doesn’t change the factI have something to say The way I feel...

Journaling this summer brought me to write two poems, two months apart. I suppose I’ve been feeling my judgement is cloudy, because they have the same stormy imagery. I wasn’t sure which should go first, but I think that they can be read in either order. . Storm Far from home and the safety we’ve known In a vast landscape with a different life It’s good to get out of your comfort zone No matter the path, problems will be rife Many patterns exist but are new to us Clouds can just be a wonder to behold Rather than signal...