Oh, to be a kid.
Running away from responsibilities.
Letting others be in charge.
Finding unexpected joy in little things.
Having adventures no one else can see.
It is harder now, but somedays I can still find that kid.
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Sleep
I know I need it.
Eyes should be closed.
Yet, they are still open.
I blink and think.
My thoughts refuse to quiet.
So, I am left wondering,
Will I have another nightmare tonight?
New Techniques
Learning never stops.
Watching others
gives you new ideas
to try and practice.
Classes can be enjoyable
and I want to be a better artist.
New Game
Simple mechanic.
Cards drawn.
Played and used.
Character goals.
Different for each one.
It is fun.
Enjoyment succeeds.
Don’t want to leave a pickle on the floor
Waiting for the therapist to call back.
Need to rebook session due to the powerful cold.
Still need food to survive it.
Simple sandwich made.
Yet, as always a morsel falls out.
This time it was a half eaten pickle.
One might say that was a metaphor for my life.
Operation Nose Drip
The sniffle comes.
The tissue is out of reach.
Moving is difficult.
The skin is already red and patchy
from the previous wipes.
Dread fills up
like your nose as you hope that ignoring it
means it won’t happen.
Then it breaches
and you are forced to take action.
Snuffling and blowing
and wiping
it feels like nothing can correct the problem.
Lost in the Move
All the excess non-comfortable clothing.
A piece of art I made back in junior high.
Many, many books.
Including the first one in a favorite series.
All? of my lip balms?
Now that the dry weather of winter is coming
(and I am sniffily sick) I want my lip balms!
Sigh, I guess I’ll just have to get more!
With the understanding, once I do, I’ll find the rest of them.
Horizon
Sight line of Earth.
The difference between
where the sky is endless.
Heaven falls away
as the sun roams the view.
In my defense
I have acknowledged the trauma.
My own
and those I gave to others.
I have regrets.
Yet I am finding fewer of them these days.
The confidence needed to survive
has never wavered.
It has merely be side tracked
….
many times.
I do not feel entitled.
Just angry
that the world is not doing what I think it should be.
Politics and religions be damned!
Debtor’s Prison
Today’s world
we see inflation
and poverty
rising up
like an unfathomable phoenix.
Yet, reality
says you must work
if you want to be successful.
So I am wondering
when will I be thrown
into the new world
debtor’s prison?
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