Poetry

Danger lurks around every corner.

Risks happen and stumbles increase.

Trying to prevent injury is never certainty.

Limiting the pitfalls is esteem worthy.

Life has many lemons and sometimes you just have to suck it.

Some days are better than others.

I want to believe things will get better.

Bad days bring me down.

That is where friends step in.

Seeing them and laughing or just talking

calms and soothes my troubled soul.

Which turns a bad day into a beautiful day.

Faith restored I turn my heart towards my soul

and see about dealing with the troubles within.

Miserable weather.

News stories bothersome.

Somedays I just want to go back to bed.

Then the hyper child awakes

and my coffee gets cold

as I try to wrangle a school day out of her.

Trying to stay positive

takes so much effort,

some days I wonder if it is worth it?

Karma is a bitch

so they say.

Your actions

will one day be returned back upon you.

So be kind they say.

Who are they

and what do they know?

All I know is that one day

I’ll be in the they category

and by then it’ll be too late.

Murder is a heinous crime.

Extortion and embezzlement are gauche.

Blackmail is taken to new heights

and yet punishing my child

requires tact and discipline.

Not from them, from me

so I do not end up strangling their neck

or locking them in a cage.

But then again

I’m not a government who doesn’t care.

It would consume my life

as I tried to understand

the currents and flows

of all the words and promises.

Most of which never come.

So I want to jump off this bandwagon

and find my own feet under me.

I will go on

even if the world burns down around me.

Death comes to us all.

Icons pass on

and then another.

Politics govern our lives

and yet we continue to live.

Life is complicated

and as we grieve for the loss of someone special

we have to find our voice

as life goes on.

My heart aches at the notorious RBG

found her rest

and I can only hope we don’t let her legacy down.

I wish there was a cave I could crawl into.

One I could cover with a big rock to stop the world from coming in.

There would be a blanket I could wrap around myself and let me sleep.

Then I wouldn’t need to vacuum the living room

or wash the dishes

or put away the clean clothes

or feed anyone else

or….

Unconditional

Demanding

Precious

Adorable

Responsibility

Friend

and best of all funny.

A pet is not just a pet, they are family.

When you discover you made a mistake

there are a few ways to deal with it.

For some ignore and hope it goes away.

Others ignore and hope nobody notices.

Or own up and admit to making a mistake.

Try to fix it

or just allow it to be there for all to see

the human fallacy that we all share.

So here’s to the 22nd Century!