Some losses
are five dollar ones -
big fat hurts
that everyone pays
dearly for.
Others are
nickel and dime losses,
little grieflets
gathering in grim corners.
Bits of pain-
the hoped-for friendship
a nonstarter,
a minor injury,
a favorite mug broken.
Too many
nickel and dime losses
add up to real pain.
Please keep the change.
AH.
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Sunday, March 13, 2016
Haiku plus Political
Chickadee displays
a sacred simplicity -
no wasted movement.
******
Slow day,
think I'll start
a new political party:
the possibilitarian party.
Platform:
believing civility,
reason, and (dare I say it?)
kindness can prevail.
Course it's also possible
we're screwed.
******
What makes sense to me
is this:
Oscar perches next to me
watches for birdies outside,
ready to pounce.
What doesn't make sense to me
is this:
political supporters
focused on differences,
ready to strike.
A.H.
a sacred simplicity -
no wasted movement.
******
Slow day,
think I'll start
a new political party:
the possibilitarian party.
Platform:
believing civility,
reason, and (dare I say it?)
kindness can prevail.
Course it's also possible
we're screwed.
******
What makes sense to me
is this:
Oscar perches next to me
watches for birdies outside,
ready to pounce.
What doesn't make sense to me
is this:
political supporters
focused on differences,
ready to strike.
A.H.
Thursday, March 3, 2016
Pout Party
No, I don't mean pot party. I've been feeling snarky and snarly lately. Surely it has nothing to do with the fifty shades of gray otherwise known as our winter. Can't be connected with the tone and tenor of state and national politics - no snarkiness there.
Perhaps I have been trying too hard to be sweetness and light and positivity, although my husband might disagree. Maybe it's time to indulge in a pout party , first cousin of the pity party.
No, you are NOT invited to my pout party. I am so not in the mood for company. This isn't an invitation -it's a warning.
For decorations I'm going to deface those yellow smiley faces by drawing a line thru them. Oh, I could just put them upside-down. Speaking of ...remember "turn that frown upside-down?" OMG! Gag me with a dead smurf! (a little fusion of decades there.)
Enough of this writing stuff. Time to sit in a corner and suck my thumb - but not until eating my party favors, junk food of course.
A.H.
Perhaps I have been trying too hard to be sweetness and light and positivity, although my husband might disagree. Maybe it's time to indulge in a pout party , first cousin of the pity party.
No, you are NOT invited to my pout party. I am so not in the mood for company. This isn't an invitation -it's a warning.
For decorations I'm going to deface those yellow smiley faces by drawing a line thru them. Oh, I could just put them upside-down. Speaking of ...remember "turn that frown upside-down?" OMG! Gag me with a dead smurf! (a little fusion of decades there.)
Enough of this writing stuff. Time to sit in a corner and suck my thumb - but not until eating my party favors, junk food of course.
A.H.
Sunday, February 28, 2016
Two Short Poems plus Haiku
War with Words
If words
went to war
proper nouns
would be in charge
and action verbs
on the front line.
******
Book Titles*
The yellow birds
keep quiet
waiting for
a place
at the table.
*All words except "waiting for" taken from book titles on Title Wave shelf.
*******
Noticing ravens
pieces of charcoal broken
onto dirty snow.
A.H.
If words
went to war
proper nouns
would be in charge
and action verbs
on the front line.
******
Book Titles*
The yellow birds
keep quiet
waiting for
a place
at the table.
*All words except "waiting for" taken from book titles on Title Wave shelf.
*******
Noticing ravens
pieces of charcoal broken
onto dirty snow.
A.H.
Sunday, February 21, 2016
Interview with a Conundrum*
"I have a conundrum."
Oh, what do you feed it?
"Minced worry and raw pieces of fear."
Can you play with it?
"Not so much."
Does it need exercise?
"I turn it over in my head."
Does it take up much space?
"As much as I allow."
What's its name?
"Carl."
* Conundrum - an Official Fun Word
A.H.
Oh, what do you feed it?
"Minced worry and raw pieces of fear."
Can you play with it?
"Not so much."
Does it need exercise?
"I turn it over in my head."
Does it take up much space?
"As much as I allow."
What's its name?
"Carl."
* Conundrum - an Official Fun Word
A.H.
Friday, February 12, 2016
Danger: Slippery Conditions Ahead
Weary of
wimpy walking,
want to stride
and strut.
Enough of
mincing and prancing,
ready to
own the ground.
Itching to be
firm and forceful
with my footsteps-
must beware,
and stroll
humbly, hesitantly
or my butt
will meet the earth,
probably not gently.
A.H.
wimpy walking,
want to stride
and strut.
Enough of
mincing and prancing,
ready to
own the ground.
Itching to be
firm and forceful
with my footsteps-
must beware,
and stroll
humbly, hesitantly
or my butt
will meet the earth,
probably not gently.
A.H.
Monday, February 1, 2016
Three: Haiku, Tiny Poem, Multiple Choice
Does it hurt the moon
when it snags on a bare branch
and is split in two?
*******
Snowflakes
surprised
they are falling,
*******
Multiple Choice
Alexithymia is:
A) a Greek island
B) fear of people named Alex
C) poor awareness and understanding of emotions
D) a section of the brain
Correct answer: C. Not sure how I feel about that.
A.H.
when it snags on a bare branch
and is split in two?
*******
Snowflakes
surprised
they are falling,
*******
Multiple Choice
Alexithymia is:
A) a Greek island
B) fear of people named Alex
C) poor awareness and understanding of emotions
D) a section of the brain
Correct answer: C. Not sure how I feel about that.
A.H.
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