You are the most annoying sound in the world. All I want is to stay all snuggly and warm. Why can’t I stay curled, my thoughts and feelings transformed. My bed is like a trusted friend. That perfect hug. Sleep, the realm of dreams does bend. My bed doesn’t care if I lay like aContinue reading “I hate you!”
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Waste not. Want not: trash bags
This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. Waste not. Want not. Growing up; my daily life was filled with the saying, “waste not, want not.” When you’re young, what clue do you have in lives dot? As we grow; we learn, “money doesn’t grow on trees.”Continue reading “Waste not. Want not: trash bags”
Roosters in stereo
One of the first things I do in the morning, Cheekie has to go pee. Forewarning. As we trek through the yard, his bladder about to bombard – the ground in lots of different places. Multiple spaces. A sound fills the morning air. Do they dare? Back and forth. From across the creek. Every dayContinue reading “Roosters in stereo”
Deleted
Got 19 e-mails. Deleted 11. Maybe I shouldn’t have deleted number 7? Lost in the mess. I’m not going to stress. Why? Why do you spam my guts out? It really makes me want to pout. 560 ‘junk’ e-mails. But I haven’t checked that in over a week. Hope your e-mail didn’t go to junk.Continue reading “Deleted”
Extinct
Science fiction buff at heart. Where do we start? At the beginning or the end? Into a tail spin should we send? The double edge sword; not of metal or of brass. But it will kick our collective – – -. A.I. will bring about some mighty impressive tools. Surely, it will not be soContinue reading “Extinct”
Why are you yelling at me?
I see you standing there. Why are you yelling at me? I can’t move. I can barely breathe. Why are you yelling at me? My legs and arms ache from immobilization. Why are you yelling at me? Dust from your rapid steps fill my eyes and nose. Why are you yelling at me? The ropesContinue reading “Why are you yelling at me?”
Screaming
https://youtu.be/V6Xoa1twIt4 Can you hear me? I’m screaming. I scream in the driveway. I scream in the car. I scream at work. I scream on the road. I scream in a crowd. I scream at the grocery. I scream in the parking lot. I have screamed till my throat hurts. Do you hear me? Do youContinue reading “Screaming”
Tweet, Tweet
Am I ready to let my babies leave the nest? I was on THAT sight all of 15 minutes. Each little birdie will do its best. I learned real quick the extent of my limits. 15 minutes my link was up. 15 minutes @ to my muse. Don’t think I’ll do that again, yup. ThinkContinue reading “Tweet, Tweet”
Waste not. Want not: grease
This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living.
Dare to dream?
Is it okay to dream? Is it “better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all?”* Is it okay to dream? About the dreams that will never come to me. They seem just out of reach. Just. There. Just. Those dreams. I feel like “I’m running down a dream that neverContinue reading “Dare to dream?”
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