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What do you do when
You're trying to write, but
The words won't come?

It's not only the words.

I am not sure what
Should happen next,
What my characters will do.

We need to get to know each other better.

Friendship

Crunchy peanut butter and strawberry jelly were
My only companions at lunch today.
I feel my heart sink when I think about
My friends' drifting away.

What is it about the human condition that
Makes us treat each other so?
It is inconceivable to me to forget your
Friends and to deal them such a blow.

Dieting

I find that
There is no sense in
Dieting.

The feeling of
Deprivation is
Unbearable.

The cravings are
Too strong to
Fight.

Why is it that
Everyone is on a
Diet?

I wonder while nibbling
Salad, to save room for
Ice cream.

My Sis

Who has the best sister?
I bet that answer is me.
I hope that I am yours, too,
At least, I try to be.

Twins separated by nine long years,
I call her Mini-me.
Yeah, when it comes to little sisters,
Mine just can't be beat.

Friday Afternoon

My butt fell asleep from
Sitting in this chair.
It's a nice chair, but
I've been sitting here too long.
I look out the window; I
Can smell the summer air.
This makes the fourth or
Fifth time I've heard the same song.
I want to run, to jump, to play,
But here I sit to earn my pay.

Sinus

How can I get rid of three sumo wrestlers?
I can't stand the incessant pounding of
The two jumping on my head,
Mashing my brains.
I can't bear the pressure of
The one sitting on the
Bridge of my nose.
It is a blinding sight.

Let's Never Fight Again

Sitting on my black shag carpet,
Looking at the black and silver guitar on my wall,
Resting my head against my red chair,
I analyze everything we said.

Closing my eyes, for just one moment,
Taking a deep breath that turns into a yawn,
Wishing you were, holding me close,
Out slithers one lonely tear.

Home to My Soul

Is it so wrong that
All I want to do is to
Dig my toes into the
Warm sand and to
Arrange my thoughts on
Paper?
I'd love nothing more
Than to live by the beach
And to jog every morning
And to write my poetry.
How long until we
Retire?

The Next Day

I took a few naps last night-
Sleeping twenty minutes at a time.
Mondays are always challenging, but
This one has been impossible.
Focus is unattainable.

The second worst day of my life,
Sunday, last night, was the first.
I lay awake all night
Worried about you and crying-
No sleep, despite my trying.

You didn’t care.

We talked awhile at noon
And you successfully ruined
Any hopes I had for the day.
Then to work I had to return
As my insides continued to churn.

It took until that evening
For us to talk without screaming.
It was all so ridiculous!
We realized that we had fought
Over something that was not.

Lament

If you’re going to leave upset,
Don’t peel out of my driveway.
I’ll stay up all night and regret
The moment I walked away.

All I needed was a moment!
Just one so I could breathe.
I’ve been unable to stop this torrent
Since you decided to leave.

I gave you a little time,
So that you could calm down,
But as my heart rate climbed
You were nowhere to be found.

I called you – was ignored,
Then the shower called to me.
You’d think that I’d get bored,
But I kept dialing.

I finally collapsed,
Clutching my phone to me.
I was nowhere near relaxed,
But I tried to get some sleep.

A restless hour later
I was woken by my phone.
The answer to my prayer –
You safely made it home!

I called to clear the air,
Again I was ignored.
Somehow you couldn’t spare
The thirty seconds I implored.

I clung to my phone
And lay awake all night.
How could I have blown
The best part of my life?

I shouldn’t take the blame-
You mad the mistake.

What a Wife I Will Make

I don’t know how to do laundry-
Don’t really care to learn.
If you will do it for me,
You’ll like what you will earn.

I’m worthless in the kitchen,
So will you cook for me?
I’ll tease you ‘til you’re itchin’,
Then you’ll tie your apron strings!
___________________________

I really can’t do laundry,
Though I’ve tried to learn.
You said you’d do it for me,
So there’s no reason for concern.

Eggs I can handle,
But, trust me, nothing more.
Unless it’s from a can, you’ll
Want to do this chore.

Summer Job

I see a glimmer of
The afternoon sun as
It peaks through
The cracks between
The blinds.

That is the closest to
Summer I will get as
I sit behind
The desk of
My life.

Heavy Eyelids

I hear the fury of the
Typewriter.
The rain finally stopped,
But I still catch myself
Dozing off
In my dim office.
I faxed the Decree to the Court.
I’m almost done with
This Deposition Notice.
I’m hungry.
Oops, I yawned while I was
Answering the phone.
No one will know.
Right?
Not if I shut my doors.
I’ll just turn off the light
And relax.

Someday, My Darling

I can’t wait ‘til five o’clock-
‘Til I can come home to you.
I’ll wait for the door to unlock,
And then I will rush through.

I’ll slide my arms around your neck;
You’ll slide yours ‘round my waist
You’ll pull me in to sneak a peck,
And we’ll stay there, interlaced.

Our lips decide they want to waltz,
And, of course, we will comply.
I’ll run the water, you grab the salts,
And together we will unwind.

Stale

I’ll eat lunch in my car today,
Because my usual picnic table
Is swarming with
Cub scouts.
I forgot my tennis shoes, so
I can’t even walk my usual mile.
It looks like rain, anyway.
I’m too cheap to turn the
AC on, so I breathe the
Stale air.
It looks like I’ll be sweaty when
I get back to work.
Oh well, I got through it yesterday.

A work in progress

You say your lips belong to me-
Your heart and spirit too-
But when it comes to loving me
I don't think that is true.

So why do I believe you?

You say that you could never stray,
But every time you lie
You walk a mile the other way
With your shoe untied.

Still, I wonder, Why?

If I were to start a blog
To house my poetry,
Would you visit it every day
And click an ad for me?

Instead of publishing in a book
I’ll put it here for free,
If you will visit every day
And click and ad for me!