Introduction As it has been, I have seen many things being a doctor. My profession has taken me on an eventful journey. A journey that I would not trade for all the jewels in the crown. I have learned much of life, of death. Though powerless to save my own; for I am dying. Thankfully;Continue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”
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2 minute plan
Alarm clock screaming in my ear; Come on! Just 2 more minutes. Smack. Smack! Just 2 more minutes. I can finish my dream in 2 more minutes. Cheekie can wait just 2 more minutes. My bed is soft and comfortable. Just 2 more minutes. Do I really have to go to work? Just 2 moreContinue reading “2 minute plan”
Absolute
Absolute #311 https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2023/05/13/weekend-writing-prompt-311-absolute/ Absolute torrential crying mourning fitful wailing absolute ~~ light extinguished darkness blinding remembrance only absolute ~~~~ no guiding voice no healing song no beacon of light absolute ~~~~ depth of darkness cold stillness void of light absolute ~~~~ silence profound piercing shrieking absolute ~~~~ cold penetrates layers disintegrate time closes absolute ~~~~Continue reading “Absolute”
A scent that stirs
You had a very distinctive smell. Tonight, did you come visit me? Just a quick hello. To make sure I’m okay. I deeply inhaled the scent, that reminds me so much of you. A scent I hope I never forget. It brings tears. I close my eyes and breathe again. “hi, dad. Thanks for visitingContinue reading “A scent that stirs”
Here comes the rain
It’s raining here. There? No. Only 3 miles separate. ~~~~~ Only 3 miles separate where I live from my best friend. It can be raining at my house and not hers. And vise versa.
Insides are falling out
Written: 4-2-2023 As I sit here on the couch, it feels like my insides are falling out. Chico doesn’t care if I’m a grouch. Come on menopause! Can you hurry up and get out? Time sitting here isn’t waisted. Laundry in the washer. E-mails checked. Surveys answered. Think I earned a quarter. Not moving forContinue reading “Insides are falling out”
Conversion of desire
Desire bubbles in the brain – like a pot of boiling water. Desire fuels the imagination. Words swirl like storms raging inside a chaotic brain. Desire stirs the soul from tired dark places. Shining light. Blinding the senses. Desire pumps blood to places long dormant. Bringing your frontal cortex to life. Desire drives harder thanContinue reading “Conversion of desire”
I WILL use you
I tried my best to beat my thoughts. But they came raging back. I tried my best to cage my thoughts. But they broke through the bars. I tried my best to strangle my thoughts. They gave me false hope. I tried my best to erase my thoughts. They kept feeding me words. I triedContinue reading “I WILL use you”
Don’t try this at home
Silly goose. Tired. Feet dragging. Passenger. Rolled off mower laughing.
Waste not. Want not: dust
Dust is everywhere. It grows out of the ceiling and the floors. Think you got it all, WRONG! Here’s some more. Where does it all come from? Hum – I put cheese cloth or chiffon on the back of my fans. Filter some of that dust out, oh man. Waste not. Want not. This poemContinue reading “Waste not. Want not: dust”
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