Hump Day

Wigglin' 'tween toes
the questions of a thousand thousand ages
wrapped tight in beat heart.

Who's gonna buy the cat food tomorrow?
Will trade ya for takin' out the garbage
wigglin' 'tween toes.

If you're in a hurry and need to turn left
but some one's in the intersection what is
wrapped tight in beat heart?

Rage tamed to socially
acceptable impatience
wigglin' 'tween toes.

Sometimes the sky grabs attention
raw beauty
wrapped tight in beat heart.

Tomorrow’s  a work day
will give it best
wigglin' 'tween toes
wrapped tight in beat heart.

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Joe Maverick

Date: 12/26/2011 2:21:00 PM

Pleased i chose to look at this scribe Nancy,, (enjoyed )

Robert A. Dufresne

Date: 12/10/2011 7:49:00 PM

I'll help Lizzie take out the garbage, and if you buy the cat food I'll feed it... they raised the price and dropped the weight of it at the piggly wiggly.. interesting poem Nancy

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 12/7/2011 9:21:00 PM

My toes won't co operate but the heart is in tune. I'll take out the garbage, you look after the cat. This takes the ordinary into the unusual-great style Nancy.