Some work nicely.
Others fall apart.
If they rise to the occasion
all is well in the oven.
Sugar coated and raisins dot the well meaning.
But even chocolate cannot disguise failure.
Who’s up for that flat chewy brownie?
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Age of Accusations
Call it cancel culture
or political correctness.
Crimes are revealed
and punishments doled out.
Some get away with murder
but those who are victims should not be silenced.
Believe your family, friends or loved ones
because some day they will be heard.
Hopefully it won’t be too late.
Kitty Pillow Slipper
It is grey and fuzzy.
Both feet can fit into it.
It is warm and soft.
My cat loves to use it as his pillow.
My feet are always warm because of him.
Outside the House
Snow is melting.
The wind is still chilly.
Sun shines brightly.
A coat worn for half the day.
Puddles to explore.
So why am I on the computer still?
Life on Mars
One day possible?
Or merely a flight of fantasy?
Can our imaginations create reality?
Will we someday be living in outer space?
As long as we can bring our cats
I hope it is possible!
Day for Cleaning
Little things throughout the week.
Then comes the time when more thorough work needs to be done.
Finding the energy comes at a cost.
The results are mostly worth it.
Except things get dirty again the next day.
Sometimes even the next hour.
Back to Reality
Flights of fancy
are amusing
as they delight the mind
and senses.
Then with a single word
the problems at hand
come blasting back at you.
I guess I better start supper soon.
Spring apparently needs more time
to think about coming here.
Run from the funnies
Headache upon arrival
Wake up from tense dream
Laughter unappreciated
Medicine sought and taken
Giggling still heard
No where to run
Try anyways
Suicidial Ideation
Suicidal ideation – Wikipedia
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicidal_ideation
Suicidal ideation is thinking about, considering, or planning suicide. It is not a diagnosis, but is a symptom of some mental disorders and can also occur in response to adverse events without the presence of a mental disorder. On suicide risk scales, the range of suicidal ideation varies from fleeting thoughts to detailed planning.
We think we have had them.
Thoughts bordering on the ludicrous.
Yet there are those of us who do this daily.
Trying to tell ourselves we are worthy.
Worthy to be alive.
Worthy to breathe.
Worthy to talk.
Worthy to love.
How many of us realize just how much worth we truly are?
I Give Up
My struggles continue.
I flail miserably.
Yet for some reason
I do not drown.
I wander aimlessly
unable to feel joy.
Can I try to be better?
If I had the strength
what would I really do?
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