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Rated: 18+ · Book · Comedy · #2161749
Just shooting the poop with Lori
He travels the world on the backs of others
Insignificant in his stature and size
His journey carries no mission
Randomly roaming at the will of his host
Sated enough to never question his trek
Life is an open adventure without worry
If the excitement of his dusty trail dulls
Another bus awaits to grant passage
With a furry friend to carry him home
Ah the wonderful life of a flea
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September 26, 2018 at 10:36am
September 26, 2018 at 10:36am
#942046
Hello Fine Day

Good morning sunshine
Yellow burst of smiling cheer
Greets me as I rise

Little bluebird friends
Chirp their happy golden tune
To usher in the morn

Morning glories hail
Salute with bright, bold color
Waving bloom invites

Floating clouds of puff
Blanketed on hue of blue
Welcomes daylight home

Morning dew glistens
Baptizing sweet aroma
Tickles nose awake

Wooly worm seeks warmth
Crawls towards luminous rays
Basking its glory

Alive, this fine morn
Reminders of God's splendor
Embraces the new day
September 21, 2018 at 10:38am
September 21, 2018 at 10:38am
#941783
I wake up each day asking the question, "Where to now?" The obvious overdue tasks come to mind. I offer a friendly acknowledgment of their presence but seek a broader understanding of my mind's query. I search within the spiritual realm for comfort from the foreboding voice in my head. While this path provides calm, I receive no direct response leaving me to my wonderment.
My mind wanders to the philosophical meaning, with my thoughts turning to the advice set down by great thinkers throughout history. "To be or not to be?'" a previous question posed and answered. What would the world be without me? I attempt to imagine my family minus my presence. Sadness consumes me momentarily but in my minds video portrayal, I have made an impact. I have given love and have left them with the residue of that love and sense of family. I check in on my church family and friends as I dream of their life without me. Again I am touched by a sense of belonging and nostalgia. Through kindness and involvement, while I lived, my spirit lives on. I see the patients that I have cared for and know that I made a difference. I am left feeling accomplished but still, my question remains unanswered.

I turn to my love, my soulmate, and spouse of many years. "Honey, what does the question "Where to now" mean to you?

He hugs me tenderly and pats my face gently before answering. "It means get your ass out of bed. We got things to do, places to go, and people to see. Hurry it up!"

I see no other option but to comply and another day has begun!
September 17, 2018 at 10:06am
September 17, 2018 at 10:06am
#941573
Car woes! Ait Conditioner woes! Teenage son woes! Money woes! It all seems to happen at the same time. It leaves you wanting to duck the next explosion. And there will be one, but all you can do is plant your feet firmly to withstand the blow. So I will do just that. I am a lion, hear me roar!
September 16, 2018 at 2:54pm
September 16, 2018 at 2:54pm
#941526
Hello, world! If life weren't hectic, boredom would ensue. That is the message I keep relaying to my synopsis. My brain strains to make sense of the turmoil of everyday life. I huff and puff like the little piggy to accomplish great things, some days though, I encounter only houses built of bricks. Even the houses of straw and twig present roadblocks on some days. I guess the lesson here is to not give up. Run full steam ahead, no looking back until winds are less breezy. Rest only when the angel's call you home This is life and it is what you make of it.
September 13, 2018 at 5:23pm
September 13, 2018 at 5:23pm
#941363
I think I want to puke. Her insurance was terminated August 28...ten days before she ran the stop sign hitting me in the car that I'd had for less than 24 hours. We have insurance and no one was hurt, including the two kids in her car. I am so very thankful for that fact. But I must say my frustration level is high.
September 13, 2018 at 5:20pm
September 13, 2018 at 5:20pm
#941361
A Dog's Life

Like manna from heaven
Golden gifts he awaited
just out of reach and beyond
Sweet savory morsels seduced
Foods from the God's beguiling
Feast of tantalizing ecstasy

~Grant me please, just one crumb~

Like a fountain flowing
The canine's jowl's overflowed
As the aroma enticed and cajoled
Mouthwatering in silent plea, beseeching
Expectation of a dog's bounty
Dimitri implored for the plate to fall
September 12, 2018 at 10:13pm
September 12, 2018 at 10:13pm
#941330
Lest we forget, there are so many beautiful people in this world. There are many people doing good things that you don't hear about. They are not the leading story on the news but are stuffed somewhere in the back. I would so much rather turn on the news to see the good being done the communities than a chalk outline of another life lost. I am not saying that the horrors that are happening should not be reported but being eased into it is much more palatable. Seeing other give of themselves and put themselves out there to help one another is a great way to start the day. It might just cause a little less animosity between people. It might provide a sense of hope that has been missing from our society. It might cause others to get involved, to rally around each other, and find solutions. If nothing else it might bring about dialogue. I am an optimist, a dinosaur, and a resolute dreamer. If I had the money I would open my own news station. I'd call it "Happy to be here and feeling fine.102". We would run more feel good news than drama and death. I would interview people that go to work each day, raise families, go to school, struggle to pay bills, enjoy their moments with loved ones, have faith, laugh, and help others. As mundane as it may sound, it is life. The good moments are meant to be shared.
September 11, 2018 at 7:13pm
September 11, 2018 at 7:13pm
#941270
WE REMEMBER

Where were you when the sky turned to ash?
Where were you when the towers crumbled?
Did you cry at the sight of our nation in pain?
Did your heart break as the multitude searched for loved ones?
Were you there when so many gave their all?
Were you there to see the helmets buried in the rubble?
Did you see the American flag flying in the haze?
Were you there when the faces worn and weary sought safety?
Were you there when strangers became comrades?
Where were you when the American spirit soared?
Where were you when our nation came together in fear?
Where were you when we cried for all that we lost so dear?
Did you pray for all the souls lost at the Pentagon?
Did you feel great pride for the ones who stormed the plane?
Did you see the firemen and police run toward the danger?
Were you there to witness the rescue of so many?
Were you there to catch the images of the people in the stairwell?
Were you there to watch one person help another?
Were you there when our servicemen willingly took their post?
Were you glued to the television in hopes of seeing the good come from the bad?
Did you see the boats filled with people in the New York harbor?
Did you see the citizen's rise up to mourn and honor the people lost?
After 9/11 did you hug your children tighter?
Did you ask God to never see another day such as this?
Were you thankful for a President so strong?
Did your sadness turn to anger at the evil cowardice of this act?
Did you remember what it is to love America?
Where were you when the sky turned to ash?
Where were you when the towers crumbled?
September 11, 2018 at 7:11pm
September 11, 2018 at 7:11pm
#941269
A New Story Written


Each person greeted, a new story written
Life's opportunity to edit the tale
Fresh friendships offered, accepted and given

New narratives yielded, new journeys to sail
Poet's saga penned within the hearts of man
Fabric's woven thread plaited to prevail

Gifted oblation granted through outstretched hand
Lyrical welcome hosted by the smile graced
Storyline, as yet transcribed, uncharted land

Cursive novel of kindred spirit embraced
Heeded songs of whispered tales, soul exposed
Revelry celebrated, chaste sunrise faced

Each person greeted, new mystery enclosed
Life's little sonnet, an odyssey composed
September 10, 2018 at 1:17am
September 10, 2018 at 1:17am
#941158
An unseasonably cool day for my neck of the woods, caused me to dig out long sleeves. It was a nice taste of fall. They could keep it this way and I would be a very happy soul. Cool weather energizes me. Thoughts of bonfires, mums, and pumpkins dance in my head. I "fall" into Fall with a gleeful song.

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