The chicken or the egg? Dance or music? Poetry or song? *Ballet with no music can be ridiculous. ~ Which came first? The tear or duck tape? The rubber or the road? The flat tire or the fix-a-flat? Eggs without bacon can be ridiculous. ~ Which came first? Honey or the bee? The moon orContinue reading “Which came first?”
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A hint of longing
A nudge in the brain. An intertwined mind. A strain. A whisp of air. A spark to start. A glimpse of a memory. A tranquil breach. A hint of longing. A desperate glance. Tingling dance. Mingling declared. Essence faint – precious and divine. A scent that stirs. Symphonies past. A string. A ping. An intoxicatingContinue reading “A hint of longing”
Forgiveness in progress
This is my last post in a series; Forgiveness in progress
Waste not. Want not: hangers
This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living.
Forgiveness in progress: a haiku
Cozy warm- a haiku
Yes, you did!
Rrrrrrr, unlocked with the key fob. Rrrrrrrr, lights came on. So battery’s not dead. Rrrrr, please Lord let her start. Rrrrr, you can do it little car. Rrrrr, the thermostat on your dash read -9. Rrrrr, you can do it. Rrrrr, You did it. Thank you Jesus! Tinzy did it.
Menopause
This is a rework, repost. I have attached the original version at the bottom. ~ From the time we are born until the time we die, we are changing. Not able to give a voice to the complaining. – Things grow in places there haven’t been things before. Scary, hairy, sore. – Moods off. HeightContinue reading “Menopause”
Wax in a jar
Dialogue can change everything: Let it go…
Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why? It’s difficult not to think about the past when forces beyond your control won’t shut up. Dialogue can change everything ~ The Christmas card in the mail, sweet. Just me and you. Neat. ~ A thought maybe, it could be true. CRAZY!Continue reading “Dialogue can change everything: Let it go…”