The keys to happiness

We heard the jiggle of his keys
at the front door on the days
he got off work early.

"Just wanted to spend some
quality time with my kids,"
he said, patting our heads.

He kissed Mama long on the lips
before swooping us onto his
lap and into his laughter.



Three Word Wednesday: early, jiggle, quality

The open option

Indecision sometimes leads
to a fate we could
never have planned


three word wednesday: indecision, option, fate

Little I ask

Between you and I
there's so little that
goes unsaid. My
few wants are on your
lips before I
even have time to speak.


Carry on Tuesday -- little I ask, my wants are few

Set to boiling

This heat between us
this nasty passion
that pulls us smashing
toward each other
will someday cease
become a simmering love
or a lukewarm memory
of the times we made
one another smile.


Three Word Wednesday: cease, heat, nasty

A mouthful

If I hadn't
stuck my foot in my mouth,
I would have

mentioned that your
smile drives me absolutely mad.
Thanks for that.

Sunday Scribblings: opportunity

We lay

We lay in
a jumbled heap
naked and grinning


Three Word Wednesday - grin, jumble, naked

Blossoming

Every morning I prune and preen
in front of a mirror
that does not reflect the truth


Poetic Bloomings - Fruits of our labors

Currency

It occurs to me that
the currency I
so carelessly spend is not

money, but moments. Like this
one right now.
And now. And, yes, now.

Spending my self on things
I don't love
and people I never will.


Poetic Asides -- priorities

I surrender

In love and in war
the white flag
is often the bravest move


Sunday Scribblings - surrender

Follow me down

She followed me
into my room,

that shadow of
doubt, an evil

Peter Pan with
whom I wrestled

to lose. I did
not want this one

stitched to my foot,
an ankle weight

bringing me down.


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