One errand after another.
One gets done.
On to the nest one.
Phone calls to make.
Offices to visit.
Things to buy.
People to drop off.
Only one person to do them all.
Don’t even mention the cleaning.
Fatally
Worry overcomes.
Pain increases.
Dread supersedes.
Numbness combines.
Hope dwindles.
Love dies.
Poet No more
Random words
tossed down
The page fills up
Nothing of importance
Tidbits of daily life
What makes a good poem
a poem
Can I rhyme
or is freestyle the way to go
Thin Sheet
What difference
from shaking and shivering
with only the large fleece blanket
—-
to immediate warmth
as soon as I smoothed out
the bunched up sheet.
I finally fell asleep.
Left Undone
Guilt is a shame
hidden in words
made to confuse your emotions.
I have learned to spot it
after all these years.
Except when it is in my head
and the dreaded “should”
bashes around in it.
Can’t Remember
Is this my own thought?
Did I ask to do this?
Who did I think it was?
Gravity falls down.
My eyes turn star ward.
Light clouds my mind.
I’m so tired
Mentally exhausted.
Physically sick.
Emotionally stressed.
No wonder I have trouble concentrating.
Oh sorry, that is just my ADHD.
Backside
No coffee this morning.
No sleep last night.
Food has not been eaten.
The mood is strife.
I don’t understand my feelings tonight.
All I do is cry and laugh as I cry.
Brain Twist
ADHD special.
I am specifically told
not to do something.
Like do not put eggshells
in the potted RavenZZ plant.
A few months later,
while shelling eggs
I dump the eggshells
in the plants pot.
A month later
as it is dying
I see the eggshells
and remember
“oh right, they were not supposed to be there!”
Now my friend
is trying to undo the damage I did.
Disappointed Again
The weather yesterday
was so nice.
Warm and a little breezy.
This morning
once again,
when I am scheduled to meet my friend,
it is cold
and the wind chills you to the bone.
