Category Archives: Poetry
Weekends are an opportunity to be alone and try some new things!
Black is back
Black is back
Snuggies, huggies, buggies and more -
what you don’t want, lots of waste galore
what doesn’t fit does not really matter,
as shoppers converge angry mobs start to gather,
’tis not the gift but the thought or so we are told
but that story is stale and has grown VERY old;
when it comes to presents piled under the tree,
why simply buy one, save some money, buy three!
Size doesn’t matter seasoned shoppers will say,
but it’s quantity not quality at the end of the day;
SO here comes black Friday dig out your stashed loot
shop online if you can to avoid the uncouth;
at the end of the day please sit back and reflect
does want without need create waste and neglect?
those with no money simply stay home and pray
that there’s food on their table, for just one more day;
Then the day finally ends and you’ve time to look back,
all that want and the waste truly makes the day black!
coralights
Just us too
if from within us both we can find what we surely lack, within our minds; explore secret feelings within that dwell when passion casts it’s wondrous spell; two hearts that rarely skip a beat, red whispering lips a moist warm … Continue reading
The buoy n the flee
a boy and a flea sat down to read twas odd to sea while along the brook a frog and a beetle chewed licorice twas odd indeed as a pink cloud looked down and the wind whistled till the sun … Continue reading
