In this age of online presence, I have developed certain goals. Besides the serious ones of never discovering my picture on naughty websites or having my identity stolen (why anyone would want to hide under this persona I’ll never know but I still don’t want it to happen) I have a few other goals more as a matter of pride. I have discussed them before here. In short, I am hoping I am never cringing at the people at Walmart photos and realize, “Wait a minute! Those pants look familiar.” And look down in horror to see the same pair on me. Or to have any of my photos appear on awkward family photos and be relegated to meme mockery. No, thank you. I now have a new fear to add to the list. I don’t want to find any of my poems on a bad poetry website. Continue reading
Oh boy, the clock says 8:00am
but I can tell right away
the hours in front of me
will make for one long day. Continue reading
The day the dreamer woke up
is not a sad tale for all.
For some out there,
it’s part of life’s call. Continue reading
I am a little piece of driftwood.
Don’t mind me as I float by.
No one really notices.
I never catch anyone’s eye. Continue reading
For a long time
I have thought and thought this through
and if I could
I would give three gifts to you. Continue reading
Grandma brought home a treat
a big old pig for her family to meet.
Pumbaa is what he came to be known
but this Pumbaa was alone without Timon. Continue reading
I wouldn’t say I’m sick
just not feeling very well.
Maybe all I need is my bed
for how long I can’t tell. Continue reading
The wind did what wind does
and blew and blew
like a bully it pushed that tree
but the branches knew what to do. Continue reading
We are told
to love God and our fellow man.
Is that goal
even a feasible, possible plan? Continue reading
Goodbye my friend.
The words get stuck inside.
What good is in the bye?
It just doesn’t seem right. Continue reading