This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. Been to the grocery lately. Cause you to have heart failure, matey. My bestie and I eat dinner together almost every night. Try to ward off some of that cost, plight. Plus, I get to see my bestie more.Continue reading “Waste not. Want not: dinner”
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Just die!
I’ve been trying to kill you all my life. But you won’t die. I’ve been stomping on you. Trying to drive you into the ground. But you won’t die. I don’t want you around. You cause heart ache and drama. But you won’t die. I’ve stabbed you with a knife. Shot you with words. ButContinue reading “Just die!”
Who would marry you?
I met a guy. He’s a real pi. We dated in secret. Married the same. Only after a 6 month time frame. I said, “he swept me off my feet.” He said, “I grounded him when we meet.” Opposite on so many forms. But then again, quite the norm. One day; at work – duringContinue reading “Who would marry you?”
Waste not. Want not: second chances.
Waste not. Want not. This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. 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: second chances.”
Fairy Tale Ending
Sue and David were high school sweethearts. They would never part. Lovers till the end. A love time would not bend. Sue stayed in-state to go to college. David went away to seek his knowledge. They vowed to be true. Parting made them both blue. Sue studied hard. Focused and true. David; lonely, wondered tryingContinue reading “Fairy Tale Ending”
So Small
Philippians 4:6 “Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.” King James Version (KJV) How do I pray, Lord help me have a good day? When there are people in the world dying. How do I pray, God watch over myContinue reading “So Small”
Clickety clack
Tired. I’m so tired. Here in the muck and mire. < I want to feel – peel – < back to a time when there were no words. Back to a moment when nothing was absurd. ~ My body shivers from the late spring night air. Coupled with the dew clinging to my skin makesContinue reading “Clickety clack”
Night Sky
Sky so dark; full of star light. If I pour out my heart, will you hear me tonight? Should I whisper? Should I scream? Will your answer come in a dream? I’ve been praying in ernest. God hears my call. Do I need a new court? Try a different ball? I shall keep praying. ToContinue reading “Night Sky”
Last day of poetry month
What makes a poet? I once read a story where the author said, “if you want to be a writer, write.” If you are like me, you can come up with a million and one reasons why you are not a writer. My grammar is deplorable. My command of the English language is second rate.Continue reading “Last day of poetry month”
Old friend
Stick by me old friend, until the end. My companion until this is over. My one true soldier. By my side day and night. You are not the fright. You will not catch me when I fall. You will not comfort me at all. You will not carry me when I can’t walk. You willContinue reading “Old friend”
