15 Sunday Nov 2015
Posted in Poetry
Tags
cat, dog, dreams, night sounds, poetry, racing mind, restless, sleep
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 snores ebb and flow
Cat purrs while chasing shadows
The day drifts in and out
Building noises dance about
My morning laughter lingers
A scratch, a collar jingles
Mind racing, can’t seem to stop
Just as suddenly, the curtain drops
22 Thursday Oct 2015
Posted in Poetry
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
Except a cold is never planned.
The pets won’t even snuggle
I’m left alone with my struggle
oh, I’m sure I’ll be fine
I just need more time
For the pollen to go away
And never come, not any other day
On this I do not sway.
21 Wednesday Oct 2015
Posted in Poetry
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
with it went my brain, maybe not
my ears are full of static
goldfish swimming circles
coffee and toasted bread
now I’m going back to bed
25 Tuesday Aug 2015
Posted in just a thought
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’m doing today.
Cricket chirps fill the air
Turtle noses vanish and reappear
Humidity so thick you can cut
Happy dogs enjoy the muck
Fall feels far away
Savoring a summer’s lazy day
