Tuesday, March 27, 2007


I just wrote this two minutes ago, and haven't even reread it. It's like a fresh-baked bread from the oven, so warm, a pat of butter melts onto it. Taste it.

Let me know your thoughts--

Do you remember the first time
You held his hand?

Sweaty in your palm, you itched to wipe yours onto your jeans,
But knew it would seem awkward to do so.
Plus, then he might not take up your hand
again, twirl his fingers through yours.

Do you remember the first time you felt his skin touch yours?
Lightly, gently, embracing you, finding you?

Do you remember the first time you fought?
So fervently that you almost wished him dead?
That you wanted to push him away, scream and spit at him.
Tell him you hated him?

Do you remember how he had grabbed your wrists, while you still
Screamed your envious rant.
And he just looked into your eyes, holding your wrists tightly.
Waiting for the calm of you to be contained.

Then, when you silenced.
He moved his hands from your wrists,
And intertwined his fingers into yours,
And you leaned into him.
Breathed him.
Loved him.

And all was good again.


Anonymous said...

Beautiful and so true. I love it!

Kari Lee Townsend said...

Wow. I've always believed in you, but now I know why. You're amazing.

Don't know how you keep up with it all and blog this much too. I envy you. You're my idol. I started blogging because of you;)))

Beth said...

I like it - a lot.
Favourite line?
"Waiting for the calm of you to be contained."

KIM :-) said...

That was great! Loved it....might print it out and put it some where that I can see everyday! Awesome!

MaNiC MoMMy™ said...

Hey guys! Thanks! I was lying in bed (there it is again, the lying/laying thing I can never figure out), and I was trying to think of something to write about, and I remembered the first time a boy ever held my hand, rollerskating, and how sweaty my palm felt, then another time at an amusement park a different boy... I think I could really expand on this hand theme!

violetvirus said...

I love it!

Keep on writing MM...

kissmekate said...

Oh Manic I do remember.

I just wish it were still like that now.

Monnik said...

I love it, and who hasn't been exactly in the place you describe? Great sutff.

Jenster said...

That made me smile. :o)

Judy said...

Wonderful... great images.

Stephanie J. Blake said...

What's up Manic Mom?

Love the poem...You are truly talented.

Isn't it weird loving someone to the point of sobbing at their touch, doing that miracle of making kids with them, but turning around and HATING them with that same passion at times, so badly that we want to bash them over the head with a frying pan for just a second?

Hormones and PMS. A rotten, evil trick.

Anonymous said...

I've never had a boyfriend.

Never been in love.

But I still feel this poem.


MaNiC MoMMy™ said...

VV--thanks girlfriend.

Kate--I haven't signed onto your new blog yet, so I haven't been catching up, but I'm sorry. Sounds like things are still not as they were?

Monnik--thank you!

Jenster--smiling with you. You wrote something to me the other day that I LOLed at; can't remember off the top of my head though, what it had been in response to...

Judy--thanks for your comment, and for stopping by! I'll check you out!

Colorado--did you get my comment about Penguin? And about that frying pan... sometimes it needs to be pounded more than one second! LOL.

Anon Ania--your comment brought a "WOW" to my lips. I'm either guessing you just haven't found someone to love yet, or he hasn't found you. It'll happen!

THanks everyone for your nice thoughts and comments! They really do sustain me in bummin' times!

Jill said...

Wow! Yes... I remember all of those times and you brought them back so vividly. Thanks for stopping by my blog and for your comments. Glad you found me through Judy -- isn't she great!?

(And glad to see someone's got a higher bar tab than me :-)

Alicia said...

Yes, yes I remember all of that.
Thanks for bringing back some memories!

Holly Kennedy said...

Very nice.
You should consider submitting it somewhere. Seriously.

Barbie Jo Mahoney said...

That was so wonderful! Boy, it really takes you back in time, too.

You are sooo talented.


Stephanie J. Blake said...

Oh, the dangling participle of it all...I admit that I do want to bash him on the head longer than a second.


You sound down in the dumps...what's up MM???

Yeppers, I saw the post about Penguin.

Kristin Nelson on your radar???

Penguin is mostly a closed house.

TTQ said...

*applause* Bravo! - More! More! More!


Anonymous said...

Girl, I do NOT know how you haven't been published.
Publishers are certaing missing out on you.
A goldmine waiting to happen.
That's what you are.

**And hopefully you know me well enough, at this point, to know that I don't just pull stuff like that out of my ass. (aka: I mean it.)**

Frannie Farmer said...

you made me cry!

Jenster said...

You and I are very similar. I write poetry, too. Here's one of my better works, full of angst and emotion, written right before Thanksgiving and posted on my blog to add a little literary class:

My body's expanding, from my head to my feet.
My butt's getting wider with each M&M I eat.

When this bag is gone I shall buy me no more
and substitute carrots and celery galore.

Low-fat and non-fat and veggies I'll munch
Walking and swimming, the occasional crunch

Water before and then after I run
The pounds will just melt like butter in sun

But Thanksgiving is next week with trimmings so yum
And Christmas will follow with good eats for my tum

So maybe I'll wait until the first of next year,
Yeah! That's the ticket. Let's eat with good cheer!

MaNiC MoMMy™ said...

Jenster... I think we are cut from the same cloth.

KellyNello!!! So NICE to see you here! How are you?

Thanks everyone for the comments! I wrote another 'thing' last night, but I don't think I like it as much as this one. I'll have to go read it again.

Stephanie J. Blake said...

Jenster. You crack me up. Butt wider with each m&m. Don't forget furry teeth.

Dan said...

Wow! If this is freshly-baked bread, I just ate the whole loaf! And I didn't even need butter!

You are very talented!

Anonymous said...

You haven't blogged for a few days--I guess "Spring Break" is taking up all your time!!! Great MOMMY!!! 1-4-3

hotwire said...

we've probably all been there, so very moving!