Yellow.
Red.
Pink.
White.
The all rare Blue.
Black as they wilt in the pan.
Why does it taste like I am eating perfume?
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Sick of Myself
The posturing.
The denial.
The preaching.
The endless flow of negativity.
The lows.
The pushing of choices.
Lack of light.
The temptations.
The lack of will.
Inability to continue self care.
The whining.
Of always being tired!
Thick headed
We don’t want to have to keep paying
for the crimes our ancestors did!
Then how long are you going to make the victims pay?
Life begins in the womb!
So are you going to take care of the child once it is born?
Those who are poor should just work harder!
The poor work twice as hard
to even get one slice of the bread you enjoy everyday.
Our kids should not be forced
to take vaccines because they cause Autism?
Did not your parents/grandparents survive until now
because of the advances in medical technology?
Besides, they have Autism. Is that a bad thing?
Only our God is the true God and no other religion should be worshiped!
Belief is individual and you cannot make someone believe what you believe.
Love is only between a man and a woman!
All else is a crime against nature!
So science taught you that we all have more than two chromosomes.
What are all the other ones for then?
Besides does that mean you can not love your son or daughter
if they are the opposite sex from you?
Liberal minded folk are evil and are trying to control the world with conspiracy theories!
Hand on forehead.
Case in point, my friends, case in point.
Productive morning
Three tasks done
and three more to go.
Early the riser
and tired she goes.
Do the errands
as complaining shows.
Then exhausted
collapse in front of TV show.
Long weekend
Time to sleep in.
Go camping.
Or simply enjoy someone’s presence.
Go fly that kite.
Read your book.
Take the long hike.
Feed your soul
And nourish your mind.
If these things are available.
Dreams mirroring reality
When you get angry at him for judging you.
For stupid things you cannot control.
Or having fun doing your beloved recreations.
My favourite is when the kisses become real ones.
He makes me happy and that is why I adore him.
Matinee
A less crowded theatre event.
Still worthy of a showing.
Blinded by the light upon exiting.
Movie popcorn is the bomb.
Who wants to go with me?
Lykwyd Brainzzzz
Stumbling.
Bumping.
Mumbling.
Moaning.
Growling.
Zombies should just drink more coffee.
Back to School Fun
Fresh new backpack.
New binders and paper.
Crayons and pencils.
Best of all
waving them goodbye
as they enter the school doors.
Lady with Sharp Crystals.
A brilliant green swirling into yellow.
Flashes of pinks and purples
Flare across the Northern Skies.
The background of dark blues and black
magnify the procession of colours.
Aurora Borealis at its finest.
The snow bank where I sit lights up the colours even more.
Winter brings many things
but this one is a pure joy.
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