Poetry

Great play

Arrogant asshole

Songs

that

won`t

leave

my

Head!

Ship is in the harbor now

See if you can spot him.

I`ll send a fully armed battalion

to remind

you of my love

Da da dut duh dy aaaaaaaaa.

Parents have preferences.

When one child exhibits

the tendencies and habits

of the parental unit

it is not surprising when the other children notice.

The problem lies

with which side is the favorite child

on politically.

Because then

you get told

-Well, I side with him!

in any disagreement.

 

Masks to hide behind.

Open and smiling.

Religious coverings.

medical necessities.

prevention measures.

Eyes that shine

or dull and lifeless.

Smiles that beam

or crack falsely.

Cheeks to dimple

and mouths to speak.

Ears to listen

and noses to breathe.

We all have to face each other

after we face ourselves.

Big yellow eyes stare up at you

wanting you to pick up the string.

Meows to remind you

or else your slippers get attacked.

Pouncing and prowling

waiting for a chance to strike

as the string moves aimlessly

unsure of what it wants in this life.

The string is hers to destroy

and the chewed ends prove it.

She is adorable and I love her.

My miniature panther Midnight.

I just don’t like your leader.

I find your morals to be unacceptable

and quite frankly you smell.

If you would only change who you are

to fit into my life perfectly

I would find you more acceptable.

Until then,

leave my sight!

Watching the expressions

Seeing them smile

Not missing their reactions

to your bad puns

or their sarcastic replies.

Voice connection is meaningful

but there is something

about seeing a loved one’s face

that makes it all worthwhile!

I always wondered

When would you leave.

Flying the nest

That I tried to keep clean.

I was never your friend

Because you were my child

But my favourite is gone

And I cannot help but mourn.

I miss your smile

Your sarcastic replies

But most of all

I miss you

My dear, dear

Sweet child.

When the times are bleak

They still want to see you.

When times are good

Laughter fills up your soul.

When times are stressful

They help relieve the burdens.

They are what make life worth living for.

Wiped out

Drained

Emotionally unstable

Forgot to take pills

Exhausted

Body wants sleep

Brain wants awake

Body sorta winning

Too many things to do

Yet no motivation

oh

and it’s raining

meh

what a day

It is not often

I am up for the sun’s arrival.

In the grey misty light

sipping my coffee

I contemplate

what the world

offers me.

Or at least

for the day ahead of me.