<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3306726415831547072</id><updated>2011-12-06T12:39:13.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday Poems</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weekdaypoems.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3306726415831547072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weekdaypoems.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17570224524894652407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6xOLA3HjnYw/SEdYFAtVhnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/3Y0McCqAGSk/S220/B%26W.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3306726415831547072.post-4387538880953316782</id><published>2011-12-06T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:39:13.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a better routine so that I post more often.</title><content type='html'>If it were real&lt;br /&gt;it would be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our&amp;nbsp;window is glazed with ice&lt;br /&gt;a delicate layer of frost like a dusting of the world's greenest cake on the lawn&lt;br /&gt;and we are inside and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a moment frozen in time in my memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain slithers down the side of the cork tree&lt;br /&gt;and you pull back my hood&lt;br /&gt;to look in my eyes in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the everyday moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the couch &lt;br /&gt;with my legs draped on your lap, feet dangle&amp;nbsp;carelessly&lt;br /&gt;watching silly movies, it wasn't important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are so many facets&lt;br /&gt;that make this whole crystal clear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3306726415831547072-4387538880953316782?l=weekdaypoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weekdaypoems.blogspot.com/feeds/4387538880953316782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://weekdaypoems.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-need-better-routine-so-that-i-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3306726415831547072/posts/default/4387538880953316782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3306726415831547072/posts/default/4387538880953316782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weekdaypoems.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-need-better-routine-so-that-i-post.html' title='I need a better routine so that I post more often.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17570224524894652407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6xOLA3HjnYw/SEdYFAtVhnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/3Y0McCqAGSk/S220/B%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3306726415831547072.post-358840391839599013</id><published>2011-11-21T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:33:40.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoops, forgot to post a couple times last week.</title><content type='html'>That and I was uninspired. I'm going to have to look in my old poetry workbooks for some more inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time moves on—&lt;br /&gt;gears churn, slowly turn&lt;br /&gt;and the clock ticks&lt;br /&gt;another minute of my life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the geese move on—&lt;br /&gt;the sharp nibbles of cold are enough—&lt;br /&gt;they huddle in grassy conferences&lt;br /&gt;for migration in lonely vees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the sun moves, on through the hemisphere;&lt;br /&gt;Orion strides across the sky, but &lt;br /&gt;he won't watch us ever again&lt;br /&gt;as we take long walks under the stars to talk about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time has finally come&lt;br /&gt;though I refused to believe the platitudes of friends.&lt;br /&gt;I had not noticed that the ache is gone, leaving only wistfulness—&lt;br /&gt;my heart moves on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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week.'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17570224524894652407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_6xOLA3HjnYw/SEdYFAtVhnI/AAAAAAAAAAg/3Y0McCqAGSk/S220/B%26W.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3306726415831547072.post-8579392415463660376</id><published>2011-11-16T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T08:39:10.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two—Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 4pt 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The uncertain world around me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;stares blankly &lt;br /&gt;without understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 4pt 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It repeats the same words back to me &lt;br /&gt;it plays the same games &lt;br /&gt;unsmiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 4pt 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;How many times &lt;br /&gt;do I have to go through this &lt;br /&gt;before it’s happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 4pt 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I can sit in a cubicle &lt;br /&gt;and I can work hard &lt;br /&gt;or pretend to work—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 4pt 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;it doesn’t make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3306726415831547072-8579392415463660376?l=weekdaypoems.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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