Author: drachenkreiger

White flakes drift down.

It is a cold one this night.

The spider webs are laden with snow.

The children are excited,

as they bundle up under their costumes.

The parents sigh

and look for mittens and scarves.

After all candy waits for everyone.

Disappeared.

Gone without a trace.

All my work.

My beautiful poem.

My promise to myself.

One a day!

All because I was rushed

and wasn’t paying attention.

Now my words

are lost in the ethernet

Forever.

I’m not a genius.

I can’t do cartwheels.

Anymore.

I haven’t done any drawing in ages.

My grades were always mediocre.

I was never good enough

to make the baseball team.

My marriage failed.

My kids are troubled.

I do not wear make-up.

I am not good at anything.

Except maybe trying.

Trying to be a better me.

She flies around the room

ignoring my nagging.

I find myself on repeat.

The energy I expend

on getting her ready

I could use for more useful things.

Like drinking my coffee.

I just hope I can resist

the impulse to ignore her

and go back o bed!

I think I found the one.

I’ll write about meat!

No , meat Eaters!

Wait, that’s a catchy tune.

I’ll write about that.

No, I can’t replicate the tune.

My kids!

They are being funny.

Hmmm, that’s an in joke.

Todays poem may just end up being lame.

Dehydrated.

A crispy corpse.

Withered, sere.

Skin taut.

Hollowed eyed look.

The old pumpkin

is finally ready

for the coming festivity!

 

Distractions are dangerous.

Reactions are a few seconds delayed.

Choices seem difficult.

Routine may save the day.

Bed is calling and I must resist.

This day begins wearily.

Precious sleep has been broken.

The police have called.

The problems lie once again

with the ones moving out.

I do believe

I should buy more life insurance.

The agora is filled with merchants.

A philosopher orates his lesson for the day.

Wine is given to the thirsty man.

The temple pillars stand straight and tall.

Flowers are woven into garlands

and then lain across the statues.

Salty sea air wafts up from the harbor

as I overlook the waters from my hotel balcony.

Fellow tourists wear their colourful outfits

filling the streets on this festival day.

I smile in anticipation!