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Java and I took a walk at the Rum River at 9 AM. The temperature was only in the low 40s and there was a chilly wind. Quite a switch from the 70s and even 80s that we had earlier in the week. But mostly sunny so that made it still gorgeous out. The clouds…
I’ve ridden Luke a couple times this week and will ride again tomorrow, all in preparation for riding in a dressage test clinic on Saturday. Neither Luke nor I are quite sure what I was thinking when I signed up for this. As you can see, Luke is a bit less than enthusiastic about the…
Bud Bloom My kinda Bling Bling
Time in a Mug So far this morning I have poured boiling water Into my mug’s gaping mouth Rather than the French Press Where freshly ground coffee Awaited I have set the timer On the microwave Rather than actually Running the thing I have placed Honey into the frig Rather than back On it’s shelf…
Another Fresh Start The floors are rid of dog hair and dirt Walking barefoot is disgust-free An oily, aromatic glow rises up From my dining room table Dishes washed and put away Crumb-less counters Paperwork completed and stacked Filing could happen Miracles are in the air I turn as if ritualizing the room Facing the…
It’s been a few days since I posted. Not that I haven’t written tons and tons, but thank God I have demonstrated some degree of self control and not publicized my sad, grieving, horrifying thoughts. A word of advice, when you lose your love, do not read poetry like this: The Summer We Almost Split…
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Now that was one cool video!!! Loved the wonderful poem too!
God bless ya and enjoy your evenin’ sweetie!!!
“Increasing teamwork and sharing”…not for everyone!: )
(I have to admit, I had a rough start with this…but I am picking up steam just reading some of the other poems)
Totally cool. I get the picture from your words.
Oh yes, I remember those days, Maery. But didn’t have earphones and an iPOD back then. 🙂
What a beautiful poem about life in the ‘trenches’ (or – should I say ‘cubicle’??). So clever and creative!