This veteran, an expert explorer,
follows own technique of an old timer.
His style is foremost always,
wife isn’t content with his ways,
for he never cares to wait to time her.
A time of meditation leads to activation of new thoughts in relation to the circumstances
Time is measured, treasured and full of pleasures
Reason does have a heart.
It has the smarts to show compassion.
Words of wisdom can wait.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
I wanted to bake
banana bread would be great
So,in the oven it went
Then, I lost power
with patience to start over
Bad timing, it was lost again
Heidi Sands
5/5/26
(C)opyright
Everybody can't be
On the front line
Some have to
Stay behind
There will always
Be a new recruit
If there's no good input.
After a tenure
Another emerge
To take over
Everyone one with their agenda
Some to deliver
Others to acquire.
Some bleed
For the glory
Others sweat for it
And few get without stress
Everyone got their grace and pace
As they unveil new stage.
Why look at me
Why talk to me
Why wait and never
say anything
Why hurt me when
you say now
Why hug me
Answer me
At the supermarket, squeeze this,
sniff that. Of course, color is the
first attraction: Fruit should not
be green -- vegetables must be!
So, green is not always best.
Children, take note! (Her daughter,
Little Genie, as ordered, wrote)
And if the same price for
one, choose the largest and weigh...
but scales sometimes are purposely
light, seldom right. (Genie again
wrote) Now let's do this again: I said
vegetables should be green...though
carrots better orange-yellow. Then there
are eggplants, they must be deep
purple. Oh, and the beets should
be nice, round, earthy red. Sweet candy,
gumballs, hot-dogs, highly processed
foods, hormone chicken and beef,
barbecue with artificial flavoring
should be avoided like the class
bully. (Genie wrote, if it taste good
it is probably bad for you) Read labels
on cans: Mono-this, Chlor-what's it,
if you can't say it, never plate it. Make
a list of these chemicals. Genie
used all the reminding pages in her pad.
(ended with, in the future, only go
shopping with dad)
Everyone can be a critic.
Few can take criticism.
I’ve seen the results of youthful play
The paths half-buried of sandy ethics
The holes and pitfalls of reliance
Mounds of dirt clods and chocolate chips
Success tastes so fine –
Like a drink of ice cold water
On the last lap of decision
‘Cause we are all infinite genius
We know what we know –
Because we intended to be ominous
We have all the answers –
For our same redundant questions
So don’t point your finger at me
Waiting for a solution
To your petty-proud, little-lot life
My knowledge will pierce your pupils
Blister your lips
Bruise your belly
Crush your pride
I am a steel-toed construction boot
You are an insect
Don’t play checkers on my chess board
It’s a risk taken with a master madman
With a proven method of interpreting your ideas
Full intentions of beating you
At your own game
In your own home
Give me a reason to frown upside down.
No more waiting,
No more ruminating.
The bitter night of hopelessness is gone;
The sweet light of destiny has dawned.
Forget the hating,
No more debating.
The Morning Glory is singing;
Good news, John is bringing.
It's time!
No more hiding,
No more idling.
The light is shining a vibrant green;
The road is clear, with no blocks in between.
Forget the past,
No more feeling downcast.
Up like the stars that shine in a barren night,
Light up with joy like a firefly in celestial flight.
IT'S TIME!
meeting during chaos and confusion
was a true catalyst for us both
divine time for the brief meeting
the feeling felt very familiar too
something strange was afoot
energy magnetic and strong
it was too short, but sweet
trauma bonding wouldn't be fair
working on ourselves separately
healing heart mind and soul
to move towards building better
so the next time will be for a long time,
miss you much!
Stars were twinkling each time that I kissed you
at sundry bars, where I was unable to resist you.
And you kept saying in the world's sweetest voice,
"Hope you know, you're definitely one of three boys
whom tonight I would love to say 'Yes' for a tryst to."
A reason to be born
Know what to live or die for
Destiny had been written
Do what it takes
Make good use of your time
Giving your life a meaning
Leaving a legacy behind
None reigns forever.
Good times
Don't last forever
Just like
You won't live forever
Don't be abusive
Whenever you're on top.
Use your power
Don't abuse it
Wisdom is profitable
For it guides or direct
Never leads none astray.
In a moments time you will recognize,
Through the pain your hearts intertwine,
The questions unanswered where silence once lived,
Was the timing it took for love to forgive,
It had to be experienced in order to see,
Because your heart is too important to me,
Do not try to guess what it looks like right now,
I know the whole story inside and out,
Trust in me, and lay it down at my feet,
You know what to do, and you abide in me,
A listless wall-clock tocks.
Pedestrians sleep-walk to their garages,
strung out nightwalkers arrive home
to unwind main springs.
Neighborhood cats want in and dogs out.
Pet-free I arise
to pee.
Hung upon marshmallow bones
I roll back onto the perspiring mattress,
Its pillows are still drunk on mind-fog.
The slamming of distant doors
tweaks fine ear hairs.
The clock stops to rethink the notion of time,
hands flop out of its face,
those hands will never reach the floor,
not until bare feet repossess the rug,
nor until my toes can hack their way through
its pile weave jungle,
only then
will the wall commence to tick,
and a thick-tongued world clock in.
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