Know Woe
6 May 2016
My commute was horrible.
People weren’t very nice.
The other drivers were terrible.
I almost got hit twice.
Traffic was the worst, wouldn’t you know,
The real possibility of a flat tire
In the miles and miles of slow and go
Just pushed my stress levels higher.
Arriving home, I promptly collapse.
Tomorrow’ll be another rat race.
I dream of retiring, perhaps.
My life needs a change of pace
And I’m in danger of a relapse.
Thinking, I don’t see any choice,
My life’s stalled, stuck in a rut.
Nothing makes my heart rejoice,
But I’m angry enough to kick butt.
Alas, I don’t know who’s butt to kick.
I want to feel better, that’s for sure.
All this stress is making me sick.
Tonight I’ll make alcohol my cure.
One immediate affect of drinking
Is a change in mood and thinking.
So as to not borrow sorrow,
I’ll think about tomorrow tomorrow.
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10 May 2016
13 October 2015
Proffering Offering
Proffering Offering
11 October 2015
In your moments of darkness,
Borrow light from my inventory.
In your moments of weakness,
Mooch strength from my story.
In your moments of stress,
Bum passion from my poetry.
When you’re scared and afraid,
Put an artificial smile on your face.
When you feel short-changed and betrayed,
Reach for a long-distance embrace.
When you’re drowning in doubt,
Take hope from my cupboards.
When you’re feeling lonely and left out,
Drink deeply from my well of words.
11 October 2015
In your moments of darkness,
Borrow light from my inventory.
In your moments of weakness,
Mooch strength from my story.
In your moments of stress,
Bum passion from my poetry.
When you’re scared and afraid,
Put an artificial smile on your face.
When you feel short-changed and betrayed,
Reach for a long-distance embrace.
When you’re drowning in doubt,
Take hope from my cupboards.
When you’re feeling lonely and left out,
Drink deeply from my well of words.
24 January 2015
Hard-core Chore
Hard-core Chore
24 Jan 2015
Looking at the task to be done,
Didn’t look like very much fun.
Setting about with determination
And stimulated by imagination,
She dug in where there was need.
Concentrating on doing the deed,
Incrementally making progress
While ignoring any stress,
Soon she could see results.
Double checking for faults,
The job didn’t seem megalithic.
Doing her best with a work ethic,
With what she knew and what she had
The final outcome wasn’t half bad.
24 Jan 2015
Looking at the task to be done,
Didn’t look like very much fun.
Setting about with determination
And stimulated by imagination,
She dug in where there was need.
Concentrating on doing the deed,
Incrementally making progress
While ignoring any stress,
Soon she could see results.
Double checking for faults,
The job didn’t seem megalithic.
Doing her best with a work ethic,
With what she knew and what she had
The final outcome wasn’t half bad.
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17 November 2013
Welcome Pilgrim
Welcome Pilgrim
16 Nov 2013
Hello Jamison, my newest nephew.
My, my it's been really busy
With lots of activity around you.
We've all been in a tizzy.
Grandma Adams came to give childcare
While you and Bronwyn were hospitalized
And Monson went the ER for his welfare.
Everybody was stressed, almost traumatized.
Britton lost his first game of the season.
Then Sterling flew to a Denver conference
Where he spoke to thinkers of reason
Using physics research as a reference.
After a few hectic days, we're glad
To have you home with the family.
We're all ready, with Mom and Dad,
For life to continue more serenely.
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