Miserable weather.
News stories bothersome.
Somedays I just want to go back to bed.
Then the hyper child awakes
and my coffee gets cold
as I try to wrangle a school day out of her.
Trying to stay positive
takes so much effort,
some days I wonder if it is worth it?
Karma is a bitch
so they say.
Your actions
will one day be returned back upon you.
So be kind they say.
Who are they
and what do they know?
All I know is that one day
I’ll be in the they category
and by then it’ll be too late.
Murder is a heinous crime.
Extortion and embezzlement are gauche.
Blackmail is taken to new heights
and yet punishing my child
requires tact and discipline.
Not from them, from me
so I do not end up strangling their neck
or locking them in a cage.
But then again
I’m not a government who doesn’t care.
It would consume my life
as I tried to understand
the currents and flows
of all the words and promises.
Most of which never come.
So I want to jump off this bandwagon
and find my own feet under me.
I will go on
even if the world burns down around me.
Death comes to us all.
Icons pass on
and then another.
Politics govern our lives
and yet we continue to live.
Life is complicated
and as we grieve for the loss of someone special
we have to find our voice
as life goes on.
My heart aches at the notorious RBG
found her rest
and I can only hope we don’t let her legacy down.
I wish there was a cave I could crawl into.
One I could cover with a big rock to stop the world from coming in.
There would be a blanket I could wrap around myself and let me sleep.
Then I wouldn’t need to vacuum the living room
or wash the dishes
or put away the clean clothes
or feed anyone else
or….
Unconditional
Demanding
Precious
Adorable
Responsibility
Friend
and best of all funny.
A pet is not just a pet, they are family.
When you discover you made a mistake
there are a few ways to deal with it.
For some ignore and hope it goes away.
Others ignore and hope nobody notices.
Or own up and admit to making a mistake.
Try to fix it
or just allow it to be there for all to see
the human fallacy that we all share.
So here’s to the 22nd Century!
Sweet and loving
The purr resonates in your soul.
Demanded by the cat
Relished by the human.
We are so blessed
to have such loving creatures in this world.
We are all scared.
It has hurt us more than any other pandemic.
How can life return to normal?
Will our new normal be
living in a world where the plague could be caught
just by walking up the street
or one where we never see our neighbours again?
Living in the 1500’s were black enough
The 21st century should be a little more ahead of the times.
Don’t you think so?
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