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Broken
A dirt swatch To sit and watch An inner thrill An outward chill ~ Day after day Sit, watch, feel, pray Rare days you fly New sensations ply ~ Sleep came to my spot This little map dot Dreams of a time When automation is divine ~ No one else involved Problem solved We canContinue reading “Broken”
Winter Season
You were that girl? Chet was having a really hard time with the whole she was the girl that summer story. Was she really? He finally asked, “Esther, tell us something about you.” “There really isn’t much to tell. I have shared a little with Oscar. You all call her Widow Morrison but she wasContinue reading “Winter Season”
Waste not. Want not: pans
I think I mentioned in an earlier stanza that the company I work for buys us birthday lunch. Sometimes lunch is brunch. I have been given permission to bring the leftover grease pans home to my dog. I get the benefit of eating the content before. Chico after. Then sharing on my blog. Some ofContinue reading “Waste not. Want not: pans”
“Comparing yourself to others is the biggest killer of happiness.” Alux.com
Who is a popular author? That makes money at this? Stephen King comes to mind. “When he first graduated from college, he tried to find a position as a teacher but had no luck at first. King took a job in a laundry and continued to write stories in his spare time until late 1971,Continue reading ““Comparing yourself to others is the biggest killer of happiness.” Alux.com”
Friends
I was talking to someone the other day about this poem and I couldn’t remember all of it. Here is the whole piece. https://sarazarrella.com/2010/12/reason-season-and-a-lifetime-poem/
You don’t need that!
You don’t need that. It wouldn’t do you any good. ~ You don’t need that. Stop dwelling on it. ~ You don’t need that. You know that’s right. ~ You don’t need that. It would make no difference in your life. ~ You don’t need that. Someone else needs it more than you. ~ YouContinue reading “You don’t need that!”
Happy Thanksgiving
Written at the first of the Covid pandemic. 🦃 The turkeys are thawed in the fridge with care, in the hopes that salmonella will not come visit this year. ~ We have visions of pies, cakes and cookies dancing in our heads. It may only be Thursday but we will be Sunday fed. ~ SoonContinue reading “Happy Thanksgiving”
Christmas Tree
I know it’s early. Some people will fuss. Ask me if I give a ———?
Goofin’ off at work
Hey, diddle, diddle, The plates in the middle , The cup jumped over the moon; The little fork laughed To see the dish washer, And the dish ran away with the spoon. 🤣 I think it would be exciting to rewrite a song with Weird Al. I try to make putting dishes in the dishwasherContinue reading “Goofin’ off at work”
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