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Fun Friday: Poem — Ideas

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Image courtesy of MR LIGHTMAN / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

I had some

great ideas!

My mind is full

of too many to count.

I even had

a good story to tell.

But everyone must sleep

sometime.

Fun Friday: Sun Poem

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Image courtesy of Serge Bertasius / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

This morning
I bowed my head
to the sun
in all its glory.

But it bid me rise,
for I, too,
am called to be a light
for the world.

Friday Fun: Poem — Duality

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Image courtesy of digitalart / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

DUALITY

Darkness, Sadness

Confusion, Misunderstanding

Fear, Judgement

Negativity, Despair

–H U M I L I T Y —

Hope, Positivity

Acceptance, Faith

Compassion, Clarity

Joy, Light!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nested Poem: I Want This More Than Anything/I AM

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“Blank Wooden Sign”
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I want this more than anything

 

I want this more

than anything I can think of

 

I want this more

than anything I can

think of how happy I’d be if I could be free

 

I want this more

than anything I can

think of how happy I’d be if I could

be free to live my dreams, to have my way, to find my peace

 

I want this more

than anything I can

think of how happy I’d be if I could

be free to live my dreams, to have my way, to find

my peace of mind depends on fulfillment of my deepest desires

 

I want this more

than anything I can

think of how happy I’d be if I could

be free to live my dreams, to have my way, to find

my peace of mind depends on fulfillment of my deepest

desires I have kept quiet; desires I have mashed beneath me

 

I want this more

than anything I can

think of how happy I’d be if I could

be free to live my dreams, to have my way, to find

my peace of mind depends on fulfillment of my deepest

desires I have kept quiet; desires I have mashed

beneath me  the sea of my emotions they wait

 

I want this more

than anything I can

think of how happy I’d be if I could

be free to live my dreams, to have my way, to find

my peace of mind depends on fulfillment of my deepest

desires I have kept quiet; desires I have mashed

beneath me the sea of my emotions

they wait in my subconscious

 

I want this more

than anything I can

think of how happy I’d be if I could

be free to live my dreams, to have my way, to find

my peace of mind depends on fulfillment of my deepest

desires I have kept quiet; desires I have mashed

beneath me the sea of my emotions

they wait

In my subconscious, there I AM.

 

I AM

there in my subconscious

they wait

beneath me the sea of my emotions

desires I have kept quiet; desires I have mashed

my peace of mind depends on fulfillment of my deepest

be free to live my dreams, to have my way, to find

think of how happy I’d be if I could

than anything I can

I want this more.

Heartbreak

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“Crying Eye” courtesy of kjnnt / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

My heart aches

For those I’ve left behind.

They’ve forgotten me already.

Some say they miss me.

That we should see each other soon.

But they’ve moved on already.

And something has broken inside.

I see your face sometimes.

When the passing stranger turns.

I want to tell you that I love you

And miss you.

But I know that we’re in different places now.

You’ve moved on.

I’ve moved on.

But I still love you.

I miss you.

One Day

Woke at 6

Wide awake

Stayed in bed

Slept in a bit

Shake for breakfast

Packin’ Lunch

Runnin’ Late

Should’ve Gotten Up.

Parked in Back

To be on time

To open doors for little ones

And wave the kids in, parents on.

Went back for purse. . .

Keys in purse. . .

Purse in car

No keys!

Small panic. . .

Rising. . .

Call mom. . .

“Do I have keys?

Checks for keys.

Calls me back.

Has keys!

On sidewalk

Lookin’ for Mom

Gonna be ok.  Then. . .

Big hug for Mom with keys!

Rush to room.

Take down chairs.

Write up goals.

Make a copy.

“Missed the announcement??” —

“No Internet!”

Goodbye 1st period plans.

We’ll make do.

We make do.

Period over.  “Internet is back!” Sigh.

Rush for copies!

Next period: Them: “Why why why?”

Me: “Whine whine whine!”

Next period: Fantastic presentations! 🙂 Pleasant, pleasant surprises!

Lunch!(But deal with  issue first.)

Stomach in knots.  Afternoons = long and hard.

Next period: Internet for you!

Researchin’ great, but “Hey! Focus!”

Next period: Rough beginning; self-esteem takes hit.  Happy ending.

Next period: You’re all goofy, too?

Tutoring!

Drivin’ for more.  (Yay for car!)

Tutoring 2!

Tutoring 3!

Still low.  Ready for home.

Subbing for softball?  Rain out?

I’m not needed!

Sigh.

Dinner from the honey.

Grape juice with a little somethin’ somethin’.

Succumb to Facebook

Make this post.

Busy weekend looms ahead.

Night night! Time for dreamin’.

I want to eat, eat, eat – EVERYTHING and ANYTHING!

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“Hippopotamus” courtesy of RTP411 / FreeDigitalPhotos.net(This is me when I’m hungry!  Nam nam nam!)

 

I have a burning fire within me and it’s called a rumbling tummy.

Almost 3 months without meat and the refrigerator is nearly empty.

 

My body is not happy. —

And I’m dreaming about it, too!

 

Trying to be healthy, watching what I eat.

Meat is not an option, avoiding most treats.

 

Dark, dark chocolate was my fall-back,

But my body is rejecting it . . .

 

How can I feed my sweet tooth. . .

Can I learn to love fruit?

 

Hardly time to eat between things.

Need pre-planned and pre-packed meals.

 

But the fridge is just as empty

as the kitchen sink is full.

 

Can’t pack lunch and dinner —

(No containers and no food!)

 

Need a free genie chef

To make scrumptious vegetarian dishes.

 

Anyone want to volunteer?
Or can I borrow yours?

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