Dog at my feet Cat is her own master Light shines in from the street Dreams come slow, then a little faster. Breathing deep So close to sleep Dog snoresContinue reading “A restless mind”
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the old woman and her allergies
Tea cups and tissues everywhere The big chair is my lair Orange juice in the fridge Chicken soup, ok just a smidge A week off work would be grand ExceptContinue reading “the old woman and her allergies”
the goldfish pond
there is little creativity in my bones there is even less in my head for it is so full of snot I think I blew my nose too hard withContinue reading “the goldfish pond”
Summer…
I am not a poet. Words just come to me occasionally and if I don’t put them down on paper they swirl in my head incessantly. So that’s what I’mContinue reading “Summer…”