Poetry

The route is easy.

It is the motivation

that is the hard thing to work on.

It is always in the back

of the mind as you sit

staring mindlessly

at the computer screen

watching inane animal videos.

For Gamers this means

Unlimited tries.

For a limited amount of time.

As a gamer this is exciting.

If I have the time to take advantage of that offer.

As a philosopher or pragmatist

I can not help but wonder

Whose life they are giving away for free?

The peel of an orange.

The sunburnt skin that now flakes.

Dirty clothes off a toddler.

The layers of deception used to make people submissive.

The fog in my head as the pain clears from my eyes.

The drag racer as its car speeds through the streets.

Peel off the layer of the present bestowed.

Give thanks for the bell’s chime.

The delectable scent

of Coffee wafts through the pre-dawn light.

Only one who truly loves you

will bring you that wonderful mug

while you are still in bed.

This is not a phase that reverts back to menstruation.

It is wrong to think of it as a pause.

It is a joyous welcome from a burden nature placed on women.

It should be Menofinale.

Since it brings a freedom to those who no longer bleed each month.

Pre menopause is not fun.

But once through that time,

believe me,

your life begins anew.

It has been a month

of vacations,

sickness,

visiting people

and having fun.

Now I am ready

to just get back into the schedule

I was used to

so that one day soon

I can see my best freind

and just hang out with them.

Sweltering turns to freezing

and back again

when the air conditioner fails once more.

If only the temperature stayed the same

we have much boring lives.

Though I would like it a lot somedays.

Sometimes

It all comes at once.

Things that hurt you

while others are extremely joyful.

Most weeks are this weird mixture of both.

It takes a village to raise a child

is an African saying

or so I am told.

It is true though.

Children are not just little versions of you.

There is the other parent

and their parents.

Your siblings and their families.

Your neighbours and your friends.

And then there is you.

You must learn to let go

because you will have to share them with the world.

Yes it may take less muscles

but I’m not frowning.

I am merely not smiling

and sometimes

you deserve the frown!