A Breath of Fresh Air

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Some people feel that
water is boring,
a blank page is numbing,
and these white plates are too plain.
But have they ever felt that way about a breath of fresh air?

Living Casserole

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When I am getting hungry,
even though I just, just ate,
I’d like some living casserole
to heap upon my plate.
And would that end my munchies?
Or would that make me yearn
for the work of God to do,
and still more calories to burn.

I Hate Nostalgia

posted in: change, daily poem, desire, hope, poetry, time | 0

Have I ever told you about how I hate nostalgia?
When I was a kid, everyone just focused on what was happening that day,
but right about the time I got to high school, everyone started talking about
how bad everything was getting,
and “this nation” this and “this nation” that.
It made me feel like I was about to enter the world
at the worst it had ever been.
It made me want to not grow up or bring children into this worst-ever world.
Because what would I tell them? About how it used to be better?
That’s why I wish it was like when I was a kid,
when everyone just focused on what was happening that day.
I hate nostalgia.

Those You Forget

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Those are the days you forget:

when you wake up and check what the rest of the world is doing
(the ones in the world that have a way to tell you),
then proceed to do what you need to do:
wash the clothes you’ll need to wear,
cook the food you’ll need to eat.
And those days we forget
keep us from going disheveled and hungry on the days we remember.
So lets not forget those who cannot remember
a day when they were well clothed and well fed.

For What It’s Worth

posted in: daily poem, love, poetry, work | 0

“For what it’s worth.” What is it worth?
Think of today like a baby’s birth
and when your baby marriage screams
when it should be cute and have sweet dreams,
just hold it like a tiny child
and don’t let go. The ride is wild,
your fists will clench around your pride,
but let it go. Be groom and bride.
Your marriage will become your life
since that’s how long you’re man and wife.
This marriage will have a life of it’s own,
as it comes to your lives as a babe to a home.
So care for it, swaddle it, teach it, and feed it.
Bring it to the doctor if it ever needs it.
And love your love’s whole life on earth,
because that’s what your marriage is worth.

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