Short Tos Poems

now that your gone
hard to carry on
tos i try t to be strong
am so alone
tho am free
you have the  key
you see
am still by my self
NO  CAN'TVE NOONE ELS...

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So many have to’s.
I have done the minimum.
Preferring my day.
To keep as my own.
Holding on to integrity.
Tomorrow may be my last.
I might not even last the night.
I congratulate myself
Wasting no time
On things I despise....

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You need to entertain me, he says.
I am amused.
You need to pay attention to me, he says.
I laugh.
You need to be nice to me, he says.
I roll my eyes.
You need to spend more time with me.
Um...
Me thinks I need to have a lot less need to's....

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dancin' in Puddles
sometimes getzya wet
with elements worthy
tho oft taught discouragely.

I like mud 'tween my toes
Don't like grass up my nose
Grasshoppers are cool
So is old school 

And new school is too
believe it or not
more pends on the care tos
than clutchin to..... whot?...

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Red Shirt: TOS

A casting extra
No choice on shirt color
Hired for one episode
Studio did’nt want to pay them long term
New planet to explore
Beam down with phasers set to kill
Alien life form attacks
No chance to get off a shot
Bones declares
“He’s dead Jim!”
A red shirt met their final frontier
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Listen to poem:

ponder, puzzle,
pose the tos and fros
let the options reverberate
like pebble rings coiling on a pond
sing a chorus to decide
without punch drunk mantra lines
decide 
when its done, tis done, ink has dried
step forward, progress
never look back
never reconsider
never have any regrets
never retrace the 
whys, wherefores and
if onlys
deed tis done
indeed...

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my bucket list expired
I care not
nothing in it interests me
I have poetry, cartooning, dog-raising and painting
they are my go-tos now
I do not want to travel
I can see everyplace on the Discovery channel
I am more than satisfied
easily giving up river rafting
with my bad knee and worse ankles
jumping out of airplanes was never on my list
my bucket list has expired
I care not...

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her energy was going fast
there were too many have tos in her life
not enough get tos
I want to have joy, she told her mother

her mother was a sprite, a fairy godmother,
enthusiastic, the personification of joy
she said “throw out the have tos for at least one day.
Do not give them room in your brain or your heart.

Do what you want to do.
Nurture yourself
Pamper yourself'"
Great advice!...

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On the side of a path branching off from the road
    expectations of glorious guilt mount
  makeshift trenches housing truants, anxiously counting
    the seconds 'til school officers call off the hunt... 

  Free at last at 9:30 to pursue puerile passions
    constructing lean-tos in trees, small campsites nearby
  They'd burn down the bush in a heartbeat if only
    their consciences would forget how to sigh...

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