Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Turn 'em Off

I like to keep it 
That way 
If I can. 

When the computer gives me 
Trouble 
And the phone has 
Hiccups and 
Coughs 

I turn em 
Off 

I try not to be 
So wound up 
With them 
That I 
Give a damn! 

So I pay bills 
With paper 
Just like 
The old woman 
That I am 

I have an acquaintance 
Who if 
The computer would die 
He would loudly sigh 
And say 
So do I !

Panic time comes when 
The phone is 
Lost 
At what cost ? 
Ok 
So do
I -

But 
If it would truely die 
Would in most ways 
Be relieved

I could again use 
Pen 
And paper 
And stop 
And look around 

What is the wind 
Doing 
Today
Where is the sun 
In the sky 

What is time ?






Add Sense?

And so 
There's an add about 
Exterminators 

Big brother is 
Truely watching. 
Us!!

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Rats

If rats 
Smelled like 
Roses 
We wouldn't really 
Care 
If they were here 
Or they were there 

We wouldn't have to 
Feel 
So guilty 
About 
The elimination 
Of same 

They have the wide world 
To nest in 
But if they prefer to rest
Under the house 
I guess 

Something 

Will 
Have to be 

Done !

What if 
It were destructive behavior 
That 
Brought the karma down 
On your head 

What if 
Y'all could stop 
Such behavior 
And 
"Just get along"?

Maybe then 
The gods of bad luck and 
Retribution 
Would 
Pass you by 

Doesn't seem 
To 100% work that way 
I know 

And a rose 
By any other name 
Would smell as sweet 

And a rat 
If you called it an angel 
Would still be 
An unwelcome
Guest 

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Brunch

Brunch 
Just could be 
The favorite meal 
Of the day -
For me 
It is neither here
Nor there 
Betwixt and 
Between 
So early that 
One can't worry 
Too much 
So late that 
There is no excuse 
For it 
The ladies who brunch 
That's us 
But only if 
We happen to be 
Up 
And perchance not 
Working 
Today 

A good time 
To talk about 
Boys 
No matter how old 
We 
Happen to be 
The mystery remains 
Why oh why do they do 
What they do 
???
Wtf
Times 
Infinity!!!
And, oddly enough, 
Aghast, forsooth, 
We still love them just 
As they are 
God help us 
God save us 
We are in it (life)
Until the bitter end 
Or sweet,
If the gods are smiling 
On us,
And so we transition just -
As it is meant 
To be 
But he -
Will probably go 
Before me 
And leave me free 
But so alone 
How can this cruel fate 
Be mine 
To exist 
For a time 
Without him 

Monday, July 25, 2016

Suspicion

A visit from 
An old friend 
Brings up 
Memories 
Of 
What I could have 
Done -
Better 
Or worse 
Or 
Not at all 

Boundaries
And 
Freedom 

One must have 
Some of 
Each 

Can't be skatin'
All over 
     The place 
Must have 
A solid center 
Some confidence 
And direction 

Question is -
Where does one go 
To get those ?
Is there a store -
The Walmart of those -

Can we buy 
     Online 
And wait with curious 
     Anticipation 
For delivery 

Knowing 
All the while 
That the bill will be coming 
In the mail 
And 
We will surely 
Have to pay 

With interest and 
Penalties
Undoubtedly 

But - 
To end on a higher 
Note 

I search 
My brain . . .

I have at least learned 
to be 
Suspicious of 
The " karma delivery guy" 
-ask questions 
- take notes 
- and keep a file 
On everything 

So now I have 
Too many files -

But ending on a 
"higher note"
Must include the fact 
That 
I have at least 
Developed 
Some 
Suspicion 
Of worldly promises 
And omissions 



Monday, July 11, 2016

C'est La Vie !

I could be depressed about 
This . . . 

Snipers are shooting 
Police 
In America! 
( wtf?)

My favorite Dr. doesn't take 
Medicare 
(Which I was so happy to get)
And I need that Dr. right now !


Near and far -

Breathe -
They say 
Deeply - and that will help -
Think about positive things 
Give thanks for what is 
Good 

Practice some meditation 

Don't just wait till retreats 
In beautiful places 
Dredge up some fortitude 
And dive deep 
Through the negativity
And the amazement 
At people who act 
The way they do 

I have decided that 
"Old age is not 
For sissies" 
And I'd better get 
Some 
Toughness up -
Some 
C'est la vie -
Some less belief -
In ego mind 
And body