I am right here with you,
What on earth are you talking about?
"Why aren't you buying me dinner?"
I never dreamed
There would be a poisoned dart
In the meal you bought me in the past.
You seem to be guiding me.
As if you are watering
A sprouting, budding shoot—
Yet the moment I turn my back,
You fling another poisoned dart.
A season changes.
Once again, you buy me a meal.
Sweet words,
A sweet smile.
'Right, surely not. I must have been oversensitive!'
Feeling good, I speak up!
I bought a Porsche.
Instead of a poisoned dart,
You spit out poisoned words.
"Did you rent that car?"
I am thoughtful,
but can be oversensitive.
I enjoy people and all animals,
and love my family.
Sometimes my feelings are raw and easily hurt,
I'm a survivor of domestic violence.
I try to focus on the good,
and the positive things life has to offer me.
To persevere,
I need to stay calm and focused.
And push through the weight of anxiety.
Not let my emotions -
take control of my spirit, life and well-being.
Exercise helps to keep me calmer and balanced,
and enjoying humor daily.
I am a work in progress and strive to succeed.
I love all things in nature.
My passions are plants, gardening and bird watching.
I also enjoy good mystery books or television thriller series.
I love to collect old clocks, art and whimsical antiques.
My home is my peaceful sanctuary.
I am often oversensitive and can feel other people’s pain.
Clairvoyance and empathy are gifts I bestow, but often ignore.
I enjoy being creative and busy, it soothes my mind.
I love to cook and follow new recipes.
I have a huge, sweet tooth!
Luckily, I really like to exercise and take daily walks.
I don’t believe in organized religion, only a higher power.
Spirituality based and all things unexplained;
these are my life beliefs and soulful truths.
The majority of mine lxiii years
expended delving deep into imagination,
yours truly escaped, loosed, thwarted...
reality courtesy bookland
roaming cerebral cortex terra firmae
did not amp pulley satiate
seemingly depression found me
(an uncompetitive, oversensitive,
intuitive, contemplative bookworm)
with scrunched pate,
a day short and a dollar late
one dime a dozen lad
hood scrimp and scrape,
a familiar pattern typified fate
viz - hand to mouth bleak
how zing existence aye equate
extant throughout three score
plus three years date
journeys round el sol,
this varsity schlepper, procrastinator,
malingerer did create
current emotional state
mottled with sea henna tint
financial, emotional and
psychosocial characteristics stint
aye serum eyes while
in utero the blueprint
indelibly etched analogous
brand York Peppermint
also analogous to musician
recording tracks upon primed glint
ting digitized compact disc
clear polycarbonate plastic substrate,
a reflective metallic layer,
and a clear protective coating
of acrylic plastic
breakable as flint.
My loss, not to notice
With whom coexist I.
My shame, not to think twice
On these fellow creatures
With their cringing natures.
Looked down of their maker
And my accuser-God!
In that tread space, number
Invites too night's lone view.
Love's rued; Life's in review.
Mob Rule
Tom’s Opinion
July 16, 2020
Today mob rule is taking over our nation,
its time for those in charge, to grow a backbone.
Street mob rule must be brought to cessation,
turning a blind eye signals that they condone.
An era of mob rule is taking over some cities,
by wiping out history a way of life is corroded.
Done under the guise of showing others our pities,
we’ll soon find ourselves as a nation imploded.
The time was chosen when in a survival mode,
for progressives to push their new paradigm.
Oversensitive lawbreakers alleging their owed,
blatherskite doesn’t work, for action it’s past time.
History is, what it was; our ansestors weren’t perfect.
good or bad we can’t change the past.
We can review it, learn from it, and be better because of it.
Tom
President Trump has rattled Washington's cage
with an unlikely combination of technology and rage
He's twittered and texted sharp barbs, targeted criticism
at oversensitive pols, used to kow-towing and witticisms
He's shaken up the stuffed shirts of the established order
by trying to stop criminal aliens with a wall at the border
He's gone toe-to-toe with the demagogues of Russia and China
unlike his predecessors, who've caved in to the Soviet-Sinos
And he's raised a crucial issue, from which productive discussion has strayed:
If our government won't protect its citizenry, why should its workers get paid?
February 13, 2019
Entry in "A Positive President Trump" Contest
Sponsor: Anthony Slausin
Don’t tell me.
No, don’t tell me.
To face that multitude
And perform my best piece.
I know they’ll listen,
While I sing my heart out
Even from the backstage.
Or the corners of the podium
I know they’ll listen.
coz their interest is rhyme,
The metaphors and the story line
And what could be more important?
So don’t tell me…
Coz the attention is just too much.
I am moody, clingy and oversensitive.
It's how I show being dependable.
I'm self-absorbed,but responsive.
That's how I dealt life like a whirlwind.
I'm a woman of strength,
But my strength is my weakness.
Sometimes I can't let go of things.
Sometimes I'm overprotective.
I'm an independent human being,
I love extreme challenges.
But when the rain falls to my face,
I rush like waterfalls in stream.
I am loyal to anyone who appreciates me,
I can make everyone feels good and loved.
I'm a friend you can count on round' a clock.
I can listen to any problem 'bout heart.
Though life is sometimes not even,
I still have power to look up.
Then face the new beginning,
With a huge smile that lasts.
I smoked a cigarette today and couldn't understand why.
It was a bad habit indulged long forgotten of mine
and then it suddenly struck me. I realized why.
I guess I simply want to die,
but cigarette smoking is a very slow and painful process of suicide.
So I made a decision. I'm going to ride out life's ride
with all of its twists and turns and the occasional surprise
guaranteed to strike me unexpectedly right between the eyes.
If I have to I will continue to swim against life's tide
because realistically eventually we're all going to die.
What's the big rush? Why even consider suicide?
When I'm at that lowest depressed state that one can possibly be,
here's something I do regularly that seems to help me.
I look at myself in the mirror and say out loud to me,
"Buck up and be a man you oversensitive big baby!"
That's me giving tough love to me.
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