W. B. Yeats

Welcome, friends, fiends, and followers.
My name is Katie Orlando and I have come to play show and tell.

First, I have brought a quote to share with everyone.

- Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry- W.B. Yeats

And now that I have shared someone's something I will share a little something of my own.


Tell Me

Tell me I'm not alone
I'm more than ordinary
I'm sleeping with the phone
Waiting to hear from clarity

The dimples in my cheeks
The crinkle in your nose
We laugh for days and weeks
As our love does grow

I go to water it sometimes
Not too much, for it might drown
Not too little, for it might die
And we dance upon the ground

Tell me I'm not alone
I'm more than what I feel
I'm silent on the phone
Waiting to see if this is real

by Katie Orlando 2009