Listen to me exercise my voice. As I rise above the chorus. ~ Higher and higher I rise. Seeking a greater prize. ~ A bird song I can display. You cannot catch me for your cage. Higher and higher I rise. Ready to turn the page. ~ http://livingpoetry.net/2024/01/29/january-musical-prompt/
Author Archives: Chico’s Mom
Winter Season
Locked up Esther was comin’ over to help Oscar clean in the basement. He had bought a box of masks so the dust wouldn’t kill her. The plan was to bring stuff out of the basement into the garage, sort it into trash verses stuff they might could sell. His aunt and uncle had beenContinue reading “Winter Season”
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“You are not the voice in your head.” Alux.com
Monday School
10 Things Christians Should Resolve Not to Do: Not Expect Other Christians to Live by Your Convictions Have you ever heard a deacon cuss? Have you been beside a preacher in traffic, windows down, stereo blasting, shouting at the top of their lungs ALL the lyrics to a Marilyn Manson song? Have you seen yourContinue reading “Monday School”
Winter Season
Poem Oscar had left for work. Esther yawned and stretched herself to the bathroom. She noticed a notebook on the back of the commode. Oscar was leaving little things at her house. This notebook for example. Was this the proper way of easing into having someone live with you? A little at a time? OrContinue reading “Winter Season”
Waste not. Want not: I notta.
Write about your approach to budgeting. This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. ~ I notta. I think it was 2019 or 20’ when I joined Ibotta. I don’t buy a lot of name brand products. The cost difference isn’t (typically) worth the bucks. $20 inContinue reading “Waste not. Want not: I notta.”
Back at it
But I’m not him… ?!
I am who I am. There’s nothing wrong with me. Take me as I am. Or don’t take me at all. I’d rather be alone in my castle, than to share a hovel with you. I am perfect. I am. I….. You come to my way of thinking. Screw meeting in the middle. Compromise isContinue reading “But I’m not him… ?!”
Thankful Thursday: 2-15-24
I always have so many things to be grateful for. Don’t always express them publicly like I should. The glory always belongs to God. Today, I’m shouting and dancing (only in my head). Monday, (against my will) was kicked out of the exclusive NOVID Club. Covid kicked down my door. Broke down my defenses andContinue reading “Thankful Thursday: 2-15-24”
Waste not. Want not: gloves
This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living.