Poetry

The cheesy eggs for breakfast.

Getting a dollar for Freezies at school.

A brownie for lunch snack on Friday.

Chocolate milk at breakfast club.

Favorite supper of spaghetti.

But the best treat of all is a hug.

Given and received with love.

The new doll won’t last very long.

Differences of opinions.

The unwillingness to compromise.

The inability to see the others point of view.

The child wants to stay home.

I insist school it is.

So a fight ensues

and no one wins.

I always tried to heal myself

without using Pharmaceutical help.

That is until my doctor

pointedly expressed how dangerous

it was to ignore them.

Headaches were the worst

and history of my family

means to lessen the likelihood

of a stroke

I better take the pill.

So as long as I don’t abuse the pills

I should be fine

and this headache will go away.

Right?

I looked.

I could not understand.

What was it

that made it so confusing?

The lines made sense.

I was sure of it.

My head hurt

but this only made it worse.

I tried to figure it out again.

Maybe I’ll have more luck

with my bank statement tomorrow.

Not my most redeeming quality

is my ability to remember

every single little embarrassing moment

that has occurred over my life.

When do I remember these details?

Why just as I am about to fall asleep

or after work where

obviously Everyone was talking

about me behind my back!

Brain is too busy and body to weak

to fight back.

Sleep, even if nightmares, please come soon!

The ability to continue

despite all odds.

Or the stubbornness

or unwillingness

to call it quits.

Being sick makes these decisions harder

but work calls and so I go.

Not wanting to be bored.

Finding amusement

even at the expense or laughter of others.

Childish and rambunctious.

Not always being polite

but trying to be cute enough

to get away with the mischief.

Is it my cat and my child?

Staring straight at me.

Big golden eyes.

Reflections seen within those orbs.

No idea what thoughts are behind them.

Curiousity is fulfilled when she steps on my keyboard.

I erased her keystrokes.

She’s staring at me now

from behind the computer screen.

Oh beautiful cat eyes

what joy you bring me!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thou shalt not take the Lord’s name in vain.

So I make up random phrases that mean the same thing.

Sugar Booger is one of my favorites.

But not everyday can you use a non-standard curse.

These are the days when things are monumentally crazy.

This is when the stops are pulled

and out comes

Son of a Beetle, Giraffe, Antelope, Watermelon, Fridge maker Jeeeeeee…..pers!

When the world denies your existence

who is the one to value you?

There are always the definitions

that society uses

of material goods,

status,

and fame.

But these are fleeting

and greatness

changes with each generation.

The look in the eyes of stranger

when you helped them

may also seem fleeting

but that is the true measure of your soul.