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Woken up by my mindful alarm clock, as to not wake my house, I sit up and stretch, i make my way out in the living room, i dress, and put on my shoes, unlock the door, close it and step out onto the early morning grass, still wet from dew, the sun is just beginning to wake up still, as its rays is setting on the house across from mine, i wrap my sweater around my neck, the wind is still cool, but its so refreshing to have its breeze blow in my hair.
i set out slow to walk, as not in a hurry, the day is not yet begun, i long to take my time and take in every step, every breath, this is my time to be one with GODS creation, be sereaned by his birds, the squirrels are up running about gathering their food for winter, are they rushing the season too?
I need to take this ME TIME to gather my thoughts, get my mind centered on what is coming my way later on, but not too much, as I want to start a new goal every day, one positive quote to say to myself each morning, no more negative thoughts, as I'm beginning to write again after five years, and I am using this as my tool to let go of negative thoughts, feelings, about the past, leave it where it is, behind me.
The sun is beginning to shine more, my pace is quickened now, i don't count steps, just my heartbeat, proving to myself and GOD that I'm here for a purpose, and I'm not going to rely on OTHERS to tell me positive things about myself anymore, because as I've learned in the past, people come and go, career change, personal life change, but I know one person who will never change, never leave, and its OUR SAVIOR Jesus, I want to build a personal relationship with HIM, do what I can to follow HIS example, one day at a time, step by step, I'm NOT PERFECT, but I can start by being positive, in how I talk to myself and others..
I'm back home now, I look up to the sky, close my eyes, inhale deeply, and take in this moment, as a mom, wife, daughter of GOD, daily walks in the morning will come my routine again.
Now time for coffee, Cafe americano anyone?
Ah! For the good old days when you could fill the tank for a dollar.
If folks paid more'n a quarter a gallon, my, how they'd holler!
Nowadays, it necessitates a usurious loan from the bank,
Or a second mortgage on the house, just to fill the tank!
Politicians piously claim they can feel our pain at the pump.
Well, I don't know about that, but it sure makes me grump!
I can only shake my fist and vent my rage at Conoco and Shell,
Sinclair, Diamond, EXXON, Phillips and the entire oil cartel!
Oil companies make huge profits and give their CEOs a bonus,
But on the backs of us working stiffs is placed a taxing onus!
"Elect Me!" promise the politicians, "and I'll guarantee relief!"
We've heard that old saw before - it usually means more grief!
I doubt that the moose, caribou or elk really give a hoot,
Should drilling be allowed in Alaska in our oil pursuit!
Nor would sharks, barracudas or moray eels be at all offended,
If we set up rigs and drilled offshore as some have recommended!
Alas, the price of a barrel of oil continues to rise each day,
And us fellers at the end of the pipeline are the ones who pay.
In suspending gas taxes for a spell, I see very little merit.
The only solution for our plight I guess, is just to grin and bear it!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
Santa, weighed four hundred lbs at his yearly check up.
"The Kids bribe me Dr, with Burgers, fries and ketchup."
Dr said, " That's a lame excuse,
your eating habits, you abused!"
"Doc, the reindeer are mad, I'm too fat, and they can't take off!"
Why don't you see Santa in the Hospital, because he has private elf care?
Why was Santa's little helper so sad, because he had low elf esteem?
How much did Santa's sleigh cost, it was on the house?
What kind of motorcycle does Santa ride, A Holly Davidson?
What do you call a kid that doesn't believe in Santa, a rebel without a Claus?
How can you sense Santa is real, you can always sense his presents?
Why is Santa afraid of Chimney's, cause he is Claus-trophobic?
What is Santa's favorite potato chips, Kringles?
What do Santa's elf's learn in school, the elf-abet?
Santa humor
credit Kelly O'Sullivan
Michael Tor Limerick
Hope you enjoyed,
Cheering you up for
The Holidays...
Who ever gave me
The Special Gift, I
want to thank you
from the bottom of
my heart, and I
hope and wish the
Good Lord returns
a Blessing back to
You. God bless you
know you are a
very Special Human
being. Again words
can't describe my
appreciation... for
the gift you have
given me...
That house that stood there steady
Bringing warmth to all its members and even people outside
But to me it was the place
where I felt cold and unloved
Everyone longed for the next time they would be home
But I longed for the moment I would leave home
And this time to leave for good
I sat in a corner wondering why everyone was happy
Yet I always had tears in my eyes whenever I thought about the place
Or maybe its the people and not the house
A house that stands there so beautiful
Enclosed in a safe and lovely neighbourhood
It was everything I ever dreamed of
But how I wished that I could be happy even just for a day
The house where all memories are held
But my only memories to store are of the pain I had to go through
How I wish I could make good memories
How I wished I never gave the house a reason to look ugly
But why? why do I blame it on the house and not the people?
Oh, sweet Springtime breeze you know what I need,
days that are longer, the sun brighter,
and in my garden drifting butterflies,
birds singing,
soft raindrops falling on my head.
Those winter storms have now fled.
And from tangled bare branches green leaves bleed,
vines on the house are stronger and tighter,
flowers are swaying under azure skies,
dew clinging,
in the new earth seeds I have spread.
On the porch- a spider's thread.
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March 16, 2017
Rhyme/Sun-Kissed Days
Copyright Protected, ID 884939
Springtime
Alexis Y.
Second Place
The bedlam lifts if only for a while;
a brief but needed calm falls on the house
when she departs for school aboard the bus.
Though trying hard to suppress overt smiles,
I grin in the direction of my spouse,
for any more would be superfluous.
But storms can interrupt our best laid plans
and so it seems our calm was but an eye;
no sooner had we contemplated peace,
than fires gave way to cast iron frying pans:
a chance that funnel clouds could fill the sky
and pressures here at home might soon increase.
Who is this damned administrative fool
who brought it on himself to close the school?
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A waiter I be, and so you cannot sit with me.
But I can stand beside your chair, Oui Oui!
While you share your order with me, as taster
So hand me a fork and spoon, I will be your savory waiter.
I don't often taste the rain-chokes and fiddle-head roots
Nor the toppings of cassava and shark-flower shoots
So load up my fork with tasty, tantalizing bits
And feed me like a baby, while you in your chair sits.
Yum, that salad of roots and shoots tastes nice.
Now, give me a taste of the sardines with rice.
Wow! so fresh and spicy, so tasty, so fancy!
Can I have a seconds? I know it's a bit chancy?
Now to taste the sweet cranberry ice
Which I confess I taste in secret. A vice!
Ah! It is so nice to taste it open room,
Without fear of cook seeing me swoon with spoon
Thanks for the taste and offer of chair
I've enjoyed your company and flair
The foods on the house, so no need for a tip
So serve the wine and coffee, I'd love a sip!
Luna settled down over the farm house with a feeling of calm.
The inhabitants deserved an evening of beautiful dreams.
Star light sprinkled pixie dust on the house in the way of a faerie.
Luna smiled; a rare gift; signifying the pureness of the couple inside.
The newlyweds settled down in front of the fire, happy to be together.
They were soulmates, who had prayed to find their other half for years.
Discovered each other in a cafe six months ago; married yesterday.
“You are so beautiful,” he told her. She, loved being his wife.
He made her feel special, revered and adored.
She had never felt this terrific.
“You are my goddess,” he said. She laughed, it was so unlike him.
And yet it was totally the man whom only she knew.
Life never gets better than this.
Inspection report
meeting went well
met with him
only at age six
G P silver in the damage
is shown her
the news from the rear
and as well as shown
for the termite damage.
In the termite
go we had been a UGS
the basic questions of morality
and using this statement
denying them the answer
most questions
afterwards
we went outside
to take a picture
although the front porch
into I noticed
there was something
very strange looking
at the front porch
the pedestal
on the front porch
were quoted
so he headed
from facing the street
and in from the street
station house
the fed is still on
riding his meaning
to the eye
and that has left his leading
to the left
we noticed
there were cracks
in the forge:
long the foliage
including the crack
on in the front door
we also know
is that the doors
are at opening
in the awkward men
we also noticed
a big crowd
on the right side of the house
on in the mist
airways to the right baseline
we took a look
at the the souls in 141571413 1415
that this is an old event in 1413
left as to his meeting
in Ford’s 111415
in the right one
is even for now
we suspect that uses serious settlement issue
in that the house is cracking
on the house
in the house
is trying to balance
its closing the porch
this is just
what left
in the says
this is a serious issue
we are sending information
to a lawyer
asked his advice
before we can’t turn our
insurance for content and
Rescinded the new
we will go to the court
has to figure out the procedures
for the deal
against the key man
this evening
I hope to do some writing
style dictation
The why of this out worldly angels falling from heaven disorder.
Reaching out to those other worlds
never seen but by they and those whom call too the prophets.
Schizoaffective is this you the person?
A sign of the spiritual separation,
symptoms - seemingly like hallucination or hallucinations.
With it, it is the condition for experiencing the compression of life
pushed outwards, your world is not, hers,
is the sign of the feeling like no obstacle can stand in the way.
Unlike the maniac or decompressed, depression.
Specialists can not, do not but can then agree.
Facts being never having that schizoaffective disorder
when the alcohol and or drugs prohibit the treatment thereof.
You we should handle when not handled a clearness as
calm as dawns new fresh morning if but allowed this disorder and.
As for my part and willing as I am.
Judges thus for the spiritual separation
and pink elephant symptoms and other things of a sign of a certain.
Feeling you never looked at I lived and I look at schizoaffective disorder as another sickness from itself for sale sign
and fast disposal, but her condition is regarded when simply.
Perhaps not yet processing it all
and work are not maintained as when like the whether,
or the schizoaffective disordered people whom it is passing to the school of the dead lead lonely comes one life your lifetime.
Have you no trouble, Or, perhaps to the husband of them.
Whether the family when it can depend, or not is certain death in respect to thereof.
On the house of the group of psychiatry deeply heavily.
Depending upon your method of disposal.
Where have the people of good expectations then
gone.
Monday, November 15, 2010