Category Archives: Bedrooms



Bedtime used to mean one thing––
all the pleasures sleep can bring;
but now life’s not so cut and dry,
and yes, I’m going to tell you why.

A smart TV up on the wall
turns bed into a shopping mall,
a cinema or library,
transmitter of pornography,

a research center or gaming table.
Anything that you are able
to conceive of, and then more
now waits behind your bedroom door.


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My Room

Papers on the desktop, laptops on the bed,
sticky notes for everything I can’t store in my head:
birthdays of my family, phone numbers of friends–
all the things I need to buy, the listing never ends.
Shoes up on my night table because my new dog chews
everything that he can reach; but, especially, shoes!
Two alarm clocks, one for me for when I must get up,
the other for the medicine I must give the pup.
Stacks of books and manuscripts finished and unfinished,
and an empty Kleenex box I know should be replenished.
Flashlights, lanterns, batteries–for when the power goes out.
In the rainy season, it will happen—have no doubt.
Closets crammed from wall-to-wall with sizes twelve to grander,
I’d probably have a lot to wear if I could get a gander
at what’s inside but I’m afraid it won’t be happening soon;
for thoughts of organizing it make me want to swoon!
Many pictures on the wall and bookshelves full of books,
sculptures on the mantel, in crannies and in nooks.
There will be a new addition in about a minute,
for my room is not completed until I am in it!



In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: Clean Slate. Explore the room you’re in as if you’re seeing it for the first time. Pretend you know nothing. What do you see? Who is the person who lives there?