Do you have a “side hustle”? I’m painting a 60’ X 12’ deck. My surroundings are tranquil. Once this scene was interrupted when a mixed herd ran down the hill toward a pond. I’m on a ladder; paint brush and can in either hand. Imagine my horror as thoughts of these critters racing through myContinue reading “Flying Objects 100 words”
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Holy Walls
Must we meet each Sunday? In front of others , we should pray. The man to my left, from our lambs voice is deaf. The woman to my right, has lost her holy sight. They summon him on the Sabbath; but curse him when they bathe in lives sins. Where they never win. I haveContinue reading “Holy Walls”
Cry
I want to cry. I don’t know why. Shall this bleeding- heart ever die? True blood my heart, does not bleed. But something I can’t explain, does flow from within. this breast of mine. I can’t place it. Or put a name to it. However, it is there. But I can’t explain. April 4, 1994Continue reading “Cry”
Stone So Cold
Blood of ice. Heart of stone. No tool sharp enough, to crack the rough, jagged wall around your soul. No smile can penetrate your fire. There is no emotion from your face. The gentle flutter of a silk blouse. The flow of soft wavy hair. Does the chase even spark an interest? No! For youContinue reading “Stone So Cold”
Thankful Thursday
The Bible study group I belong to does a series called Thankful Thursday. This is my take on one story. You may totally disagree and that okay. My thankfulness today is the ability to learn. The Bible is the word of God. Sin and human nature tends to bend us in ways the word ofContinue reading “Thankful Thursday”
Chico and his Bestie
What I Want ‘But’
I want to write. But there is nothing to say. I want to speak. But there are no words. I want to dance. But there is no music. I want to drive. But there is no where to go. I want to sing. But there is no song. I want to cry. But there areContinue reading “What I Want ‘But’”
Broken Little Light
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”
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”
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