plot

choice libations
squirm in mother’s mind
witness the cycle
of sobriety and drunkenness
raise a glass
to toast success
lounge in the surburban yard
grass cut and smelling fresh
we discover nothing
including ourselves

signals (😞warning)

I am
trying
to understand
what i will do.
the little i
brave and true
cowers to you
the signal green to red
we almost
pull the trigger
stopped short
Go Figure!
revenge is sweet
and getting sweeter
but sleep is sweetest of all.

somebody’s fool

body is changing
to form yours
blood-laced gloves
back pockets torn

MacBeth fooled once
me twice more

submissive love
chains around this heart
your knife slices
kinky through my life

One more for the road…

Post. Not a drink. But i think i will pour myself a sour cherry bier from Victory Brewing… right after i turn off my phone a while. (I will be back…)

Love this baby picture of me. One of the few where i am properly dressed. My shoes are shined and my hair is brushed. I am smiling and not crying. Happy. I like to believe my childhood was happy. I think it probably was.

There are no memories to recall from this time period. Similar to when i have had one too many beers, rum and cokes or margarita… Probably best i cannot recall anything at all. That way i wake up happy and carefree!!

Stay safe and have a great weekend. Do not drink and drive.

Catch you all later πŸ»β€οΈπŸ•ŠπŸŽΆπŸŽΆ

Wishes

if wishes
were fishes
i’d sail the seas
but wishes
broken dishes
fail to please

Telemarketers. Sorry i hung up on you. But you have no idea who you are asking or why i possibly would care about your cause!

I have my pet non-profits. My house would be overrun with the world’s needs if i allowed them too. But i am a free spirit! I need air to breathe!

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This world is overwhelming. The brokenness is more than this heart can embrace. I am sure there is some one else who can help you. I hope so!!! πŸ˜£πŸ’”πŸ˜’

Now my day is ruined. Moping about, worrying about the world. This is why i need to learn to laugh! πŸ˜‚ πŸ’¨πŸƒβ€β™€οΈ

tangled

where can i find you
the unspoken
hidden deep -you walked away
had i run
would you greet me
beneath gray skies
would crawling convince you
the dirt smudged on knees
tears falling from cliffs
twirling with clouds
we had our fun
the silence -a seismic shift

i held on
grief released
rainbows born

(Thinking of the lost and lonely who choose to hide their face from the sun.)