The pitter patter.
Plop.
Drizzling sound amongst the leaves.
Cocooned in bed.
Warm and snug.
Some weekends are better than others.
The pitter patter.
Plop.
Drizzling sound amongst the leaves.
Cocooned in bed.
Warm and snug.
Some weekends are better than others.
Paint drops
Leaving flecks
Spattered along
Neck and shoulders.
The cabin is a work
of art.
I used a roller
to get things
rolling.
That is what I hope for.
Errands to run.
Things to pack.
People to visit.
As I lay in bed playing on my ipad.
The time has come.
Do it?
Or change our mind?
Let fear conquer?
Or push the comfort zone?
Regret doing?
Or not doing?
One way to find out.
Make a decision.
Rattled
Thoughts sluggish
What to do
Go back to bed
Wake up for the day
Begin a solitaire game
Find the annoying noise
Feed the cats in hopes they will leave me alone
Cuddle with them
Brain still working slowly
but cuddles ❤
As a society
and as individuals
we have all learned
more about ourselves.
Such as
the planet is changing.
Also our need for plastic
and individually wrapped
products
has increased.
Our environments
are not always sterile
and yet
we pollute
because we can
not find ourselves
not wanting
that producr.
Whether it is fast food
or a simple utility item.
Like toothbrushes.
Notes
Gum
Thoughts
Sap
Ideas
Glue
Memos
Adhesives
Problems
Webs
Relationships
I believe I am now stuck.
Fear comes
BOOM
In many
BOOM
Different
BOOM
Forms which
BOOM
Is dangerous
BOOM
Because
BOOM
We all
BOOM
Suffer
BOOM
This one
BOOM
Great fear.
BOOM
Death.
BOOM
Insomnia hits
Sleep eludes
Stress relieved
Soaking in warmth
Eyes start to close
Time to head to bed
Again.
Some mornings
as you sit outside
and smell the air
you can sip your beverage
while relishing the miracle of the sun
as it rises into the sky.