Gray, inside and out. Gray, the color of sorrow. Gray, without a doubt. ~ I wrote this as a response to one of Michael’s poems. Butt can’t remember which one.   https://sceadugenga.com/2025/02/12/one-rune-12feb25/
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The fight
Fought, clawing my way into the light. Fought to be introduced to the night. Fought to fill my lungs with their first air. Fought, screaming at things that weren’t there. Fought for my place. Fought for space. Fought to learn. Fought to earn. Fought for life, love, and the pursuit of happiness. Fought back theContinue reading “The fight”
Chico the muse
Waste not. Want not: free food?
This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living.
Sinner to Saint
Sin, brings temporary joy. Forever with us, it toys. ~ Sin, you giggle, tote, do really bad things. Forever with us, in our souls it sings. ~ “Come to me.” The siren duth sing. “Come to me. Your soul to me, bring.” ~ Manifest the flesh. Never! Never receive any rest. ~ Born into sin.Continue reading “Sinner to Saint”
If I …
If I died today, would anyone miss me? What would my eulogy be? ~ If I died tonight, would it give anyone a fright? ~ If I died tomorrow, would it give anyone pause for sorrow? ~ If I died this week, would it cause anyone to seek? ~ If I died this month, wouldContinue reading “If I …”
Clawing at heaven
As I kneel at your feet, fog clouds my mind. You left me here. The fullness of time achieved. The agony of remembering, my future. I pound the earth with clinched fists. Unable to feel its damp coolness. Consumed by the vast empty. The deafening silence left by your wake. My fists ache. But it’sContinue reading “Clawing at heaven”
Work
Paperwork computer work house work ~ Rain ~ Paperwork computer work house work ~ Rain ~ Paperwork computer work house work ~ Sunshine ~ Paperwork computer work house work yard work ~ Rain ~ Paperwork computer work house work *For a proper answer to the prompt, I did go to college. But that is aContinue reading “Work”
Please play
The gentleness of your touch, my hearts delight. The softness of your soul, melts into the moon light. ~ Tranquility reaches deep inside. A touch, I cannot deny. ~ Play forever. Play ceasing never. ~ Each note, softer than the next. Each note, my soul doth vex. ~ A yearning for the past. AContinue reading “Please play”
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