Category Laughter
Already Been Said
Find your life, daily, picking on you, With little pinches in dribs and drabs? You are, no doubt, worrying at it, too, In the way we pick at, pull off scabs. It is not the death of a thousand cuts. Still, life’s petty problems wear us out. I tell you this with no ifs, ands […]
All but Anger
I’m a better person because I learned again to feel, by uncorking the bottle where all but anger lived. poured myself a glass and drank it; I had to kneel Poured onto the sands my emotions, truth sieved New sea of my feelings; waves roll up and down, some move gently and some rage as […]
A Simple Smile
We get confused by other languages and the place we’re from, doesn’t understand. We smile, frown in exactly the same way. Smile at someone now, improve your day. Not always, but often, they’ll smile back. If not, don’t be alarmed, go on the attack. Don’t know what their life is, was before, that simple smile […]
The Century Mark
Some may think this post does not mean very much More than four years since I started this blog on a lark Where I’ve written satire, essays, some poetry and such I gained 100 followers, none bought, the century mark Thank You one and all
As Long as Anyone
I am overhearing a lecture-going crowd; they’re talking about the daily mundane. Family, will their kids survive, out loud. Children as adult, no childhood to regain. Neither parent or child can relive the past. All parents hope to teach them to survive. Each generation wants better than the last. So it’ll be as long as […]
Curves
One thing we always find in life is curves. No matter what you have or who you are, your road looks straight, then it swerves, when walking, riding, or driving a fast car. I appreciate any thoughts or comments you might have. Thank you.
Law of Averages
Some days come at you like fastballs; you try hard, cannot catch up to them. Swinging, missing, or life strikes calls; if you connect, you’re filled with vim. Perhaps you don’t understand baseball. So many times it seems similar to life, bored hours, then hit one over the wall. Hit it three times in ten, […]
Brings Quiet
Love Among the Ruins ~ Edward Burne-Jones A young artistic rebel brotherhood, long ago painted realistic, lush romantic scenes Vivid colors evocative, see the paint flow, detailed and precise, every line clean Yet, their paintings appear fanciful, while the impressionists portray the real. Both aesthetic meals leave us sated, full Interesting how art can make […]
Chaos Is Growth
Chaos is a horse we are bound to ride Hold on tight, if it should buck or lean It stops, get off, a new life, don’t hide You’ll ride again to other pastures green
Differences
I am sitting, waiting for a haircut; it is one of the myriad things we do. Any who don’t may be called a nut, but they are only different than you.
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