For simple courtesy.
Respect for our neighbours.
Peace on Earth.
A chance to laugh.
A child to be validated.
People to be kind.
For someone to come clean my house?
Breakfast is chips
Donuts are typical.
Bacon and eggs the usual.
Pancakes or French Toast are treats.
Pasta and Pizza leftovers.
Why chips?
I have the dip!
Idiot
Brain flakes
take the cake
as I say
I am not a pastry
but I am feeling flaky.
Christmas isn’t real
Like any holiday
that is man made
It is a time for families
and those who wish to celebrate
to be together.
Yule feasting is done to help us endure
the long cold winters.
Of yore and of today.
So whether you honour the religious beliefs
or simply want a visit from Santa
Enjoy those who are celebrating with you.
I don’t like
Cheese in my sandwiches
unless it is melted.
Of course.
Fries without gravy
or mayo and salt.
Snorkeling in the ocean
unless it is on vacation.
Cleaning my house,
though for visitors?
It depends on if they are related or not.
Coffee Mishaps
Today is the day.
It shall overflow.
The filter will break.
The drip spout will be clogged.
All before you remember
that important task
you were going to do after
you made your coffee.
What’s in a Label?
Branding tries to associate the name
the logo
a phrase
to a product.
But what happens when we label humans?
Are we judging them fairly?
Or are we associating them with a bias
unwarranted?
If I said,
“I am Autistic!”
what would you think of me now?
Paperwork
Needs to be done.
Some is easy to understand.
Others confuse everyone.
The worst is when
it requires more paperwork
to be filled out
before you can complete it.
Sigh! Where’s my pen?
When they know
She stares at me.
Rubbing against the object of her desire.
Either the brush
or my keyboard
trying to get my attention.
When she accidentally
picks up the laser pointer
in her claws
she will turn to me
and stare as if asking
“Make the red dot come out and play!”
She knows.
My cat definitely knows
who and what is needed
in order to play her favorite game.
Will he make it?
He ventured outside.
His duty called.
I am left behind.
Hoping he doesn’t fall.
My joy will be
When he returns
Cold but safe
And I can see his face again.
