Author: drachenkreiger

It sits on the kitchen table.

Waiting for me to open it.

Things keep happening.

My mind plays tricks on me.

Life gets in the way sometimes.

The new puzzle will have to just wait.

Instead of Lemonade

I want to make

Lemon Meringue Pie.

It is sweeter and the topping is so cool.

To look at and to eat.

Though if the weather continues as it is

I might need some lemonade soon.

Life throws curve balls all the time.

A year of schooling needing to be repeated.

Or semesters lost due to mental health issues.

Unable to afford going back is always a challenge.

What is the way forward?

Lesson learned.

Take the hits and keep moving forward.

Life is not all about classrooms

but sometimes they are the most fun ones.

Arms outstretched

Trying to cover him

As I stare into the eyes of his father.

He sleeps

The nightmare shuddering through him.

I plead

beseeching his father

stop hurting your child.

He did all he could to help you.

He hurts from the guilt that he feels

from thinking he did not do enough already.

Leave him alone.

Let him heal.

Shouldn’t a father want what is best for his child?

Help him!

Please help him!

Tears run down my face

waking the sleeper up.

He asks why am I crying.

I look up

and his father’s ghost is gone.

I tell him I had a bad dream.

Feed the soul

Junk food tasty

Mediate and yoga?

Iced coffee with whipping cream.

Helping others.

Yelling at a stranger.

Making peace with grief.

Losing all your money.

Stepping out of your comfort zone.

Early morning rise.

Coffee in hand.

Back porch.

Listening to the magpies.

Watching the pigeons.

Missing my friends.

Time to check in on one of them.

If things seem normal it is an illusion.

But that won’t stop me from enjoying it.

Lyrics from the song

are meant to reference movement

dancing

having fun.

Not melting in a puddle

due to an extreme heat wave.

When you make a mistake.

Simple.

Yet it affects you so significantly.

Preventable.

Yes.

But that is why this mistake

makes you feel

so

dumb!

Needed to make clothing.

Such a simple thing.

Yet why do they irritate

when they are done wrong?

Like the one down my back

which now itches

and I can not reach

in order to scratch.

Simple thoughts flit through

like Heat Wave!

Or Cats equal Cuteness overload.

Fresh salads wanted.

Dry the skin.

Give up following politics.

It is bad for your mental health.

Wait, what?

Look the birds are singing this morning.

Coffee is brewed.

Sip the good life.

Or watch the neighbours!