Where Life and Genres Collide
One, two, four, three, Sitting here at MickyD’s. Truck just won’t start, Dirty jeans and bended knees. Old motor has seen better days, Sweat dripping hand to hood downplays.... (Ohhhh burstin’ at seems) Ohhhh our Appalachian dreams.
“It just is.” Cooking replied. “Magic? Bliss? Healing applied?” - Social accepted (By most, but not all) Tried and time tested From France to Nepal. - R.m.p. - Day: 3/30
Temperamental Tuesday (Take 1) Taking-off, trailing traffic, To tend the tedium. The trap tricks, Terminating transparency, Tersely taking turn. “Time to toil!” Temperamental Tuesday (Take 2) Trailing touch, temporalizes Today, terminating torpor. (Tuning-in tranquilizes) Toes tacitly tapping Tunes. Tiles teeming, “Time to thrive!” #napowrimo #timestwo #rwhhohs
For the call that never comes, For the apology less than sincere, For distance “un”broke, I carry a weight. For the words unsaid, For the dream not chased, For the word I spoke, I carry a weight. What comfortably, strangling heaviness This absence constrains.
When rest has unfamiliar names, And coping skills of olden days Our smaller-selves compete to reign. Her’clean attempts to ascertain Control leap, unfettered, through the brain. Best plans of mice or men mislaid, For the flood oft thought disdained Taken over and reframed In words of weakness and of shame. Truth obscured though still the... Continue Reading →
