Don’t read the news.
Stories of hatred and bigotry
line the articles.
The worst is they don’t even see the hate
that they have caused.
Choose a fantasy book
since the politics in there
doesn’t affect you personally.
Don’t read the news.
Stories of hatred and bigotry
line the articles.
The worst is they don’t even see the hate
that they have caused.
Choose a fantasy book
since the politics in there
doesn’t affect you personally.
Sometimes simple is best.
A complicated story works
when things go sideways
or reversed.
Then if it is too complicated
you lose your readers.
Irony can be powerful tool
but used too often its annoying.
Sarcasm is funny
except when it goes too far.
Case in point
this poem.
I`ve tried to listen to the adults.
I felt bad when they would yell
either at me or just in general.
The guilt would make me wish to hide.
Honesty was a virtue
and yet if lying got me out of a lecture…
I was someone who guessed what they wanted.
I tried to be good.
Now as an adult
I am trying to be a good parent
and not put my children through the same crap
that I had to go through.
Instead I have given them other stuff to deal with.
But I am no longer a good girl.
I am a woman
and I won’t put up with your shit anymore!
Great play
Arrogant asshole
Songs
that
won`t
leave
my
Head!
Ship is in the harbor now
See if you can spot him.
I`ll send a fully armed battalion
to remind
you of my love
Da da dut duh dy aaaaaaaaa.
Parents have preferences.
When one child exhibits
the tendencies and habits
of the parental unit
it is not surprising when the other children notice.
The problem lies
with which side is the favorite child
on politically.
Because then
you get told
-Well, I side with him!
in any disagreement.
Masks to hide behind.
Open and smiling.
Religious coverings.
medical necessities.
prevention measures.
Eyes that shine
or dull and lifeless.
Smiles that beam
or crack falsely.
Cheeks to dimple
and mouths to speak.
Ears to listen
and noses to breathe.
We all have to face each other
after we face ourselves.
Big yellow eyes stare up at you
wanting you to pick up the string.
Meows to remind you
or else your slippers get attacked.
Pouncing and prowling
waiting for a chance to strike
as the string moves aimlessly
unsure of what it wants in this life.
The string is hers to destroy
and the chewed ends prove it.
She is adorable and I love her.
My miniature panther Midnight.
I just don’t like your leader.
I find your morals to be unacceptable
and quite frankly you smell.
If you would only change who you are
to fit into my life perfectly
I would find you more acceptable.
Until then,
leave my sight!
Watching the expressions
Seeing them smile
Not missing their reactions
to your bad puns
or their sarcastic replies.
Voice connection is meaningful
but there is something
about seeing a loved one’s face
that makes it all worthwhile!
I always wondered
When would you leave.
Flying the nest
That I tried to keep clean.
I was never your friend
Because you were my child
But my favourite is gone
And I cannot help but mourn.
I miss your smile
Your sarcastic replies
But most of all
I miss you
My dear, dear
Sweet child.