poetry. thoughts and more than make-believe.

Friday, October 19, 2012


We argued over half cooked pizza,

I told you I don’t like people with big ego’s.

You said, you mean you don’t like human beings?

No I like humans, I don’t like big ego’s.

Are you saying my brother has a big ego?

You both have big ego’s.

Then why are you dating me?

You don’t like people with big ego’s.

You don’t let it get it in the way (most of the time), I say back.

And we continue.

About football.

Turning the other cheek, you quote as my “beliefs” (or was that Jesus?)

About fronting on people.

I explain, Not controlling your anger is a weakness.

I said twice.

I told you you are passionate in your being, emotionally, physically, sexually.

You find the passion in the argument.

And you petted the dogs,

Letting go of the argument.

Monday, October 15, 2012

I wished today was Sunday-n-a-half.
I wished for that day often as a kid, hoping I didn't have to go to school on Monday.
But of course the day continued, just as it did today -- and even though it
was really a great day, my weekend was too short.

Part of the problem I think is my age.
Really.
I've gotten to the point, at 40, that I need 2 days off in a row.
When I work Saturday, I'm off Friday - which is also pretty decent, but
in the end - I need those 2 days.  One day to "work", the next day to relax.

I understand why the weekend finally exists.
Now...how to get to the other side.

Om

Saturday, October 13, 2012

shrinky dink keys



with a pocket full
pocketful
pocket
full
of
shrinky-dinks
plastic wrapped
unwrapped
her hand jingles
unSanta
sansanta
sansbells
keys she doesn't carry
"Happiness is only real when shared".....from Into the Wild
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