Like flickering tongues
of flame in green…blue…red. Just
plug in and enjoy.
Christmas lights
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Like flickering tongues
of flame in green…blue…red. Just
plug in and enjoy.
Like flickering tongues
of flame in green…blue…red. Just
plug in and enjoy.
TV’s “Fisherman
and His Wife” story for our
times. Unalloyed greed.
Two tribes – In-laws and
Parents – force you to over-
eat, then watch TV.
Inertia roosting
inside me like a hen un-
willing to lay eggs.
I really should start
dinner. But husband’s gone, so
I’ll just blog and starve.
Post-tryptophan, we
watch Forrest Gump and digest
the day’s memories.
The more I compute,
the lazier I get, and the
saggier the couch.
If every meal
were cereal, we’d all have
more hours in the day.
Heavy blanket weighs
you down, yet cocoons you. Why
bother to crawl out?
Canned pumpkin sold out.
Damned overachievers! I’m
a “last-minute” type.