day twenty-six
Today is the day after people are tired
And the toilets on the first floor of the building
Were blocked and had taken a heavy load
The silence is eerily; a man on the fifth floor
lets out air from his
Interior followed by giggling
What do I know, can have been his wife eating
too many prunes and sweet wine
The bin-men are on strike (are there bin-women)
The garbage is piling up in the basement
The mice have a jolly time today, unafraid of obese cats
kept by elderly women.
Tomorrow will be a busy day hospital visits
One can say, back to normal
I don’t need to think about you, about us,
Mom, you stayed in my heart that reads,
You’re still a rose, a sugar strawberry,
You walk with me on this winding road,
You’re in the house, in the white flower,
You are in the sky that changes my heart,
You’re in the little girl, who enjoys everything,
Who cries like you, in front of the idiotic sea?
I don’t need to think about you, Mom,
You are in the sand, in the lowered silence,
You were born on July 26, that was yesterday,
Today, tomorrow will return. I hope it does,
Mom, you stayed surely in the blaze,
Who lights, who speaks, like God, at night,
You are the sky, the endless circle,
The little girl who knows the earth is round,
I don’t need to think about you, always,
You are every tear, flowing on a book, yes,
Every teardrop sounds like the river of dreams,
Under the deep stone, you think of your children.
Am I your Muse or are you mine ?
Perhaps it doesn’t matter,
we consume each other’s flame.
Funeral of a street boy from Lawrence Kansas.
Handsome lad, bi-polar, twenty-six and a half.
Dressed like a bobsled team with fake heads some days.
His mother refused to renew his motorcycle license.
This led to his death.
He feared the police would ticket him
Worse yet, confiscate his motorcycle
Because the license was expired.
There was a police chase.
His mother is the blonde headed lady wailing in grief.
Street boy’s friends speak a bit about him.
Take turns, and sometimes interrupt each other.
Some talk more about themselves than him.
Some mention his mother’s refusal to renew his license.
Others talk about being honorary members of his bobsled team.
A bobsled team in Lawrence, Kansas. A sad funeral of misfits.
A hat is passed to collect money to help his mother bury him.
There is enough to renew that license now.
Just like the cat in the hat,
I have twenty six plans when I go out to bat,
Now what do you think of that.
You can keep all your heavy readings,
It was my childhood dreaming's,
And an adult's simple musing's
That gave me twenty six understanding's
For twenty six different solutions
To life's many complications.
If I should get more than twenty six,
I still won't be in a fix,
A friend brought into the mix ,
Will give me another twenty six.
Add toenail polish
when your broken leg demands
self esteem and praise
I’m 26. Gone to old, faded in bold
How do I start my story?
My predicament ignites in fury
Too busy making money
Tell me if cash ever makes you happy?
Where do I find my passion?
I need something to forget oblivion
I’m too scared to miss out
Call me trigger happy, my body’s in drought
I am reaching for intimacy
Share a bed with someone, un-cuff me
I’m jaded, ignition has faded
You tell me you miss me
With spooning, you seem itchy
There is no point in trying
Thanks to robotics I’m surviving
Swipe right and build a conversation
A stranger on tinder to fill the desperation
I am done with pretensions
I am 26 and I’m letting go of future humiliations
Don’t let me be the typical girl.
I am not, I don’t wear pearls
The world cares less for singles
The singles rejoice the world’s pickles.
I will continue living my life freely
No pressure. I’m 26, screw serendipity.
Twenty six lights that will shine no more,
The senseless violence we cannot endure.
Twenty six acts to show that you understand,
Divided we fall yet united we stand.
Twenty six people who will no longer be,
Despite the wounds compassion we see.
Twenty six smiles that were taken away,
People carry candles to light up the way.
Twenty six reasons we all should reach out,
Hope shines through the shadows of doubt.
Reach out your hand to show that you care,
Understanding rises from the ashes of despair.
Twenty six stars light up in the sky,
As the world mourns, wondering why?
Twenty six lives that were not lost in vain,
So many tears released from the pain.
Twenty six died, it could have been more,
As we look to the future what is in store?
Twenty six lives we shall always remember
Death comes to Newtown, this cold December.
Twenty six acts of faith coming from our hearts,
As each one is granted, the healing just starts.
Twenty six reasons that it can get better,
Love falls like rain, we all get wetter.
Threw the process its a process, step by step but
regardless of how high my standards looked it was you
who I selected, I am second yeah I'll put you first no
hesitation I might be a wretched mess but you're half
past amazing, the anticipation, is it exactly what it seems
or just another bittersweet dream I guess we'll see what
the future holds in this realistic theme I mean...patience
is the key we're the beholders, so as I openly infiltrate
how to keep you happy I try to remain covert, its a
learning experience and I have yet to experience it, a
woman who gives all that I do I guess that's what I'm
fearing, I know how I appear and everything looks so
heaven sent but if all of me is all you need I promise to
give you all the right measurements
There are twenty-six letters in the English alphabet.
They haven’t added any others as of yet.
Consider yourself lucky today
if your name begins with the letter “A”
In alphabetical order, you are one of the first in line.
My name begins with “P”. You are well ahead of mine.
Three years ago today a group of 14- to 17-year-olds attending Texas Cheer Camp in Austin decided to see how many girls they could squeeze into the elevator
Twenty-six girls thought they would all fit within
Twenty-six girls both the fat and the thin
Twenty-six girls and there could have been more
But the twenty-sixth girl had to close the damn door
The lights were too hot so the girls said to dim it
But not before one of them read the lift’s limit
And using round figures they added up weight
But got to the answer a little too late
So twenty-six girls in a box fast descended
Till they hit the ground floor and their fall quickly ended
Shaken, not stirred, they all wanted out
But the door wouldn’t budge so they started to shout
Twenty-six girls in a movable box
They’re on the ground floor and the door somehow locks
They shimmy and shake till a cell phone appears
911 is soon called so they practiced some cheers
And the serious firemen all had to grin
Thinking twenty-six cheerleaders all crammed within
Twenty-six bodies pressed all to the wall
And all of this happened in old Jester Hall
Mdailey 08/07/08
Twenty-six doctors
At my door (I gotta get rid of this darn door!!!!)
With twenty-six diagnosis,
And then, twenty-six more...
Twenty-six pills
For twenty-six ills,
My voice startin' to change,
I sound like Beverly Sills!
Think I'm more likely
To survive twenty six diseases,
Than twenty six prescriptions,
Bringing twenty-six sneezes...
Twenty six Dr. visits,
Each month alone,
Twenty six Doctors,
Twenty-six receptionists,
On twenty-six a phone...
Twenty-six things
He tells me,
Which I forget
In twenty-six seconds,
Twenty-six different
Medical futures,
It seems, beckons
Oh, I'm tired of this number thing,
How many numbers are there?
Must I continue till nobody does care?
Well, better yet, let me see,
If twenty-six beers,
Will be enough for me!