EMS 19th and 20th

ems 19

Happy, happy Easter Eve!
Oh, Crap! And some marshmallows
Happy fun with good fellows
(My family’s who I mean)

Happy, Joyous Saturday!
Fun with Grandma, fun with Rae!

ems 20


Happy Easter! Let’s have fun
And celebrate God’s only Son.

Risen from the grave today,
Candy we eat, games we play.

Happy, Joyful, He who died,
He who once was crucified.

Risen for to save our souls,
Here to love and make us whole.

Happy Easter, celebrate
God, whose love for us is great.

EMS Day 18

Ah, a guest appearance of my own work here. (I wrote a few of these lines)

ems 18

Clarinet’s warmed up, reeds are good,
I’ve done my long tones like I should.
Who knew that I would feel so well prepared?
For years I’ve practiced in fishbowls
To reach my clarineting goals.
But I don’t know what to do with my hair!

I won’t get to play Copland,
Which isn’t what I’d planned,
I’ll just have them put Stravinsky on my stand!

‘Cause for the first time in forever,
I can finally relax.
For the first time in forever,
With my sister, melt some wax.

Don’t know if I’m indifferent or tired
But I’m not nervous at all!
‘Cause for the first time in forever
I won’t live in music hall.

I can’t wait to play for everyone! [gasp]
What if my brothers actually come?

Tonight, imagine me, gown and all,
Playing in the recital hall,
The music of sophisticated grace!

I suddenly see him sitting there,
Unmanly blonde, my brother’s hair!
Did he bring chestnuts or a chocolate cake?

But then we’ll play a game this evening,
Seven Wonders or Catan.
I could build science, but the wars rage on!

‘Cause for the first time in forever
I can put off practicing!
For the first time in forever,
I can dance and sleep and sing!

And I know it is totally crazy
To think my work is done,
But for the first time in forever
I can just have fun.

Don’t let them in, don’t let them hear.
How can you recite, but have no fear?
Conceal, don’t feel, put on a show
Play one wrong note and everyone will know.

But today I’m standing tall (Today I’m standing tall)
No agony at all (No agony at all)
Stagehands, please just open up the hall! (The hall)

For the first time in forever, (Don’t let them in, don’t let them hear)
I’m getting what I’m dreaming of, (How can you recite, but have no fear?)
A chance to pass my undergrad, (Conceal)
To continue what I love (Conceal, don’t feel, don’t miss a note)

No one will be here tomorrow,
So it has to be today!
‘Cause for the first time in forever,
For the first time in forever,
It’s recital day!

EMS – Catching Up 16 17

ems 16


Rehearsing the Copland,
It soon was discovered
The piece was just too much
For my accompanist to learn
In time.
As such,
The work’s been taken
Off the program
Replaced by Stravinsky.
And though I’ve worked so hard,
The concerto
Was not
To be.

ems 17


Working for tomorrow,
All my practicing’s prepared me.

I’ve won a competition
My term paper, Nitsinixki.

After homework, I will sleep
Then wake, my time well spent.

Perform my concert, travel home
With family, content.

EMS – Catching Up 14 15

ems 14

let’s build a fort-een!
Disney channel shows are For teens!




EMS 15


Tuesday’s the day for a poem of sorts—
The sort you might write with a band of cohorts,
But, lo! Careful, now! Or you’ll end up with warts
From the gloobly, bloobly, Jinka-mo-quartz!

The monster I’ve mentioned lives deep in the ground,
Gobbling up youngsters wherever they’re found,
Digesting souls and cavorting about
To the rhythm of drums of the musical trout.

Its fishy friends chant ancient hymn-songs of old,
Of monsters of silver, of monsters of gold,
Of monsters of pyrite, but not one could hold
A candle to our beast, so great to behold.

At noon it emerges, well-rested and fed
On children who from careless parents were led
To the brute’s flow’ry meadow, where soon they’d be dead
For no single one of them ever has fled.

NaPoWriMo day 20

I miss you.
not in a way I have felt missing before
not that dull throb in my mind
but an imminent pounding

I miss you.
I know it must be silly
because I’ve gone so long before
not being close enough to talk or touch

I miss you.
When I look into my bedroom
you’re still not lying there, and
I’ve looked three times before

And it’s nothing like before
this pain will go away
and so soon, soon is tomorrow
but still, I miss you.

NaPoWriMo 18-19

I’ve been away from the computer pretty much all the time the last few days, but here are (short and hastily written) poems!


Left until forgotten
is when I secure crimes
what you don’t even know you had
was yours, but now is mine.
Is it really thievery?
If you didn’t see it there
for many weeks or many months
I think my claimant status fair.

Easter Eve

Home for the Holidays in a different sort of way
all for a bunny-saturated spring fertility day
A day to hear what strangers of the world think that you do wrong
and why all bad should be ignored, and the nice parts praised in song


EMS 11-13

riot police

Will you dance?
Or sit and eat
Amongst the plants?

Will you play?
The night away?

Lost its purity
But I love all
This security.


I thought that I would welcome sunshine,
Thought the warmth would feel so nice,
Thought I’d smile to see the springtime,
But I’m not.
It’s too hot.

Thought not having snow to wade through
Would be some kind of relief,
Thought our warm days had been too few,
They were not.
It’s SO HOT!



Geist Geist

I was warm, but now I’m cold.
It is Geist Geist, I’ve been told,
For when Geist Geist wants to cuddle,
He brings with him a great bubble


Geist Geist has just bit my sister.
Sometimes polter-bites cause blisters.
If she can’t survive the night,
I’ll tell others of her plight.


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