The last time I got my tires changed, I think the garage broke one of my tire sensors. It worked before. Not after. Now when your tire is flat, that little light goes insane. Right? None stop flashing? No worries. The last little bit I’ve noticed when I put my foot on the break, myContinue reading “Broken Little Light”
Author Archives: Chico’s Mom
Me to a t
Tingling nerves Sane desire Cloudy life Floating will Awake hot fire Me to a t. April 25, 2000 Taken from ‘The Reconstruction of Me’. A collection of poems I started in the early 2,000’s. Not a published book.
The Covid Lollipop
What say you covid lollipop? Am I sick or am I not? With baited breath I wait. You will seal my fate. I’ve been careful. I wear my mask faithful. Did a germ seep in? Did the virus finally win? What say you covid lollipop? With my family will I be able to shop? HaveContinue reading “The Covid Lollipop”
Chico in Acrylic
This year makes 7 years since I got Chico. Wow!
Plans
Hey! Mr. Boss Man, be gentle with my plan. It has done nothing wrong. All it wishes to do is sing it’s song. However, because it has to visit a lot of folks. Take this red ink pen and poke – make all the changes that need to be make. And I will make theContinue reading “Plans”
Fire on the moon
Like fire on the moon, I am consumed by desire. Denied love, my heart shrinks. Lying! Pinned by dreams. March 12, 2000 Taken from ‘The Reconstruction of Me’. A collection of poems I started in the early 2,000’s. Not a published book.
The Legend of Dan Gut
The Legend of Dan Gut My dad and I went to the family cemetery one Saturday afternoon to look around and just remember. Dad was always talking about the good ole days. About the way things used to be. He told me stories about walking from Elkcorn to Hyden and back. Hoeing in the gardenContinue reading “The Legend of Dan Gut”
Honor thy parents
Being a Christian isn’t easy. Trying to find that right balance of honoring God with your life but at the same time not pushing others away from being curious about God or Christianity is delicate. I have no desire to tell you your life is a mess when mine is a different mess. I wouldContinue reading “Honor thy parents”
Eyes are the windows
The eyes are the windows to the soul. Their secrets to life, will unfold. Loose yourself in a gaze. And clear a blinding haze. Matthew 6:22 English Standard Verson 22 “The eye is the lamp of the body. So, if your eye is healthy, your whole body will be full of light,” Taken from ‘TheContinue reading “Eyes are the windows”
Getting to know
Dating is difficult at any age. It is especially difficult for me because I’m an introvert. The older we get, we know a potential partner comes with baggage: children, debt, ex’s, for starters. We hold our breath with anxious dread waiting for the crazy to drop. I let someone get in my head and convinceContinue reading “Getting to know”
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