Hold your stomach flat
place one hand on it.
Inhale deeply using only your lungs.
Hold for three seconds
Then scream out all your anger
releasing any pent up air demons inside of you!
This technique is not recommended
for use in the middle of a business meeting.
I am so tired.
These battles sap my will,
my energy, my soul.
I am at a loss as to how to handle the constant defiance,
the stubborn tears, the refusal to go to school!
I have no energy left to be patient with her.
I cannot calmly speak to her about why and try to persuade her.
I believe my rope is nearing its end.
My struggle is so draining
that I might just give up.
All I know is that fighting the good fight
is never good!
The snow blankets everything
covering all the dirty streets.
The cars parked look like giant marshmallows.
As it falls it creates a serenity that transcends words.
You can watch it and think you have seen perfection
for each snowflake is unique and indescribable!
Winter’s cold is offset seeing the joy of children
as they play in the white world created
not just for them, but for everyone!
To start your day
The healthy way
One must have breakfast.
A non sugary protein based meal
Full of delicious energy.
Left over pizza is a popular choice
Among starving students
And those with insufficient cooking skills.
The best is good old bacon and eggs
Though I must admit I also like my hash browns.
The body is only a lifeless shell
mirroring movement it has done before.
The soul is so small
you need a microscope to attempt looking for it.
The posture is slumped and lacklustre
at each presentation so ill prepared in hygiene routines.
The eyes only stare blankly
as you speak and blink once slowly meaning “I know”.
They have no will to live
and everything about them speaks volumes.
I was once a part of this walking dead
and know just how hard it is to crawl back
from such a devastating depression.
When no one listens
and you know the answer.
You try to tell them
only to find what you said
repeated by someone else.
You may have said it first
but they get the credit!
Then people wonder why you are so quiet.
A simple word here.
A turn of the phrase there.
Trying to direct the conversation
back to the original discussion.
Yet blocked by the one who won’t listen to reason.
Well, to my reasoning anyways.
Twisting my words back at me,
throwing the metaphors and dialogues into the garbage.
This fair weather co-worker is not worth my time.
Yet I must endure their spite in order to get paid.
The bum
can be dumb.
When it makes me run
it is less
fun!
The forest is wide and long
and winds along the river.
The directionless child
wanders freely along its banks.
The parent helpless to stop the curious gaze
watching as every rock is picked up and examined.
Yet in and of itself the act of walking
calms and helps focus the pair on their exciting journey.
This adventure will be measured in pebbles.
Balderdash and Bananas.
Whoever thought up these phrases deserves a medal.
Cheese fries and gravy.
Poutine wonderful dish of gooeyness.
Deathstar and Droids.
Fantasy world to visit but never live in.
Earthships and Ecology.
Are we living the good life? Or destroying it?
Friends and Family.
Things to be thankful for every day breathe is drawn.
Fiddlesticks and fiddles.
I don’t know how to play either of them!
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