And Not A Moment Too Late!
The day we met,
Stands tall in my mind
Tall like the Brooklyn Bridge
Joining us together as one
The day you found me,
Like a bird with broken wings
You built me a nest and mended me.
From the storms, you sheltered thee
Don’t ever leave me be…
I found another piece
To my puzzle of life
An answer to a confusing riddle
An anchor to a lost ship at sea
Day by day,
My wings grew stronger,
Until I flew away
That fateful day…
But no matter how far I strayed,
“Cappy Sue Cappy Sue! Whatever shall we do?” Sarah Paris cried with trembling fear.
“ Come here my dear, what could it be? Now you’ve worried me!”
“There’s a herd of zombies coming near!”
"Ryan Fan and a few of his fighting crew are at the gate, but surely we’ll need more men than just eight!”
The Captain’s parrot had trained for this very task. Mr. Freud, rose high above and screeched his warning squall.
“Be prepared to make a great cull!”, bellowed the bright Macaw.
Humpty Trumpty sat on the wall,
The country indeed,
Did take a great fall.
The last four years has been a waking nightmare of sorts.
Trump sat all day on Twitter,
And a storm he did tweet.
Oh my! What such a great leader is he.
The day when Biden is sworn in,
What a glory it will be!
But instead of being a good sport,
Trump will be sulking on the golf course,
Not showing a morsel of honor.
So many will sing and rejoice,
As Biden and Harris set the trail ablaze. …
Here’s to a helluva year
It’s brought many to their breaking point,
Or quite near.
Not outta the woods by a long shot,
But it’s been quite the battle,
we have fought!
Here’s to words of hope,
to help you cope.
Here’s to some smiles,
For the ever lovin’ miles,
It’s safe to say,
Our patience has been tested,
But our humor cannot be bested!
Without further ado,
Here are my entries,
and I gotta say,
this last year has felt like a century!
I’m just waiting for the link from our Cappy, Susan Brearley. I’ve been a’ scrollin’ and…
Turn on the news
on any given day,
and you'll soon be
mired in the blues
Wondering why the
almighty seeks to destroy
Our hopes and dreams
of what Mother Nature offers?
Only death and destruction
do politicians proffer.
Many in high position
hide their agendas,
Below you will find a few things your lady wishes you would do on a semi-frequent basis. I’m realistic here, so I’m not going to expect a miracle, however, the more you pay attention to how you treat us, you will likely see very positive results.
I’m sure all you men would like us to change a few things as well, but it’s our turn.
#1. I’m pretty sure this would top the list for many women.
When we attempt to tell you what we’re thinking/feeling; Please, I can’t stress this enough, just LISTEN. I know…
Sinking in self-hatred…
I don’t even know how to feel anymore. I can’t stand what I’ve become, and I don’t see how my life can ever be different. It’s gotten to the point where all I can think about is being free from this life of misery.
There’s only a couple bright spots that flicker. A sense of community I yearn for; but for how long? Until they see “the real me", festering in my cauldron of self-made misery and apathy?
Where do I stand in life? I feel like I’m apathetic to most things these days.
My one saving…
You might say I’m not too gracious, but guess what?! I don’t give a rat’s ass! I have no idea who came up with this phrase, but it sure paints a pretty picture, doesn’t it?
I hate to say it, wait! I’m totally lying. I LOVE it that I’m right. And needless to say; it doesn’t happen nearly enough. Well, not like he’d admit it, but I understand. Male ego and all.
Case in point:
We’re doing some upgrades in the house, and for the kitchen, I decided on a bit more of an expensive paint. Low-VOC, so it doesn’t…
Before I get an earful about how pills aren’t a cure-all; let me save you some time and say I’m well aware of this. No need to show me how woke you are by telling me to change my diet, sleep habits etc. Thank you, for sharing. Really. NOT!
If these work for you, wonderful! But while they’re great suggestions, some people need more help by way of other methods. You do you.
There have been moments, several actually, in the last couple of years where having a bit of boost from an SSRI, or an SNRI, (Selective Serotonin Reuptake…
For several months I’ve been weighing the pros and cons of a very big decision. One which could have far reaching consequences. One I don’t fully trust because I feel at odds with myself and I’m not entirely sure if this is just one of my many impulses that set in when I have a “The sky is falling!" moment. And believe me, I’ve had too many to count.
Moments when I wonder what the hell I’m doing, and if there’s any point to this seemingly mundane life? Or one thought which starts the snowball affect like, “I’m a bad…