Happiness. It's relative.
Seven women came looking for news Stood at the door with their empty bags The news they had was wrinkled and old They wanted new cuts, slices of life No! No! Don’t make news just for us Don’t go to any trouble, don’t fuss Just give… Continue Reading “Seven Women”
Many years away Tiny growing unaware Life’s cruel limits __________ In response to The Daily Post prompt: Miniature
I wish I could ask my mother to dinner I wish she would stand in my kitchen I wish she would fold her arms and lean on the counter I wish she would watch me cook I wish she would set the table and… Continue Reading “Today’s Yearning”
It’s a hard deal these people dying Which ones, which ones do you mean All of them that time stopped in a bad way That’s all but the old man died sleeping If we’re born we should live full out, all not some Things happen we can’t control,… Continue Reading “Wisdom Walk”
The city imagines the country The country imagines itself The city itches and aches The country lounges Bedded in feathery green Warmed by tender clouds Unworried Unconscious Of the city’s envy ___________ The Daily Post: Clouds
The girl next to me is looking She waits until I read my book Then looks out my window The one I claimed right away Her middle seat makes her squirm Her envy flowering from her face She leans over, asks to look again… Continue Reading “Window Seat”
Interrupted lives Forest dreams vanished, slashed, shorn Promised new glory _______ The Daily Post: Angry
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