Poetic Highs
The wings of Butterflies
and Human eyes, of these I get
Poetic highs
Friday 6th December 2019 9:22 pm
The Monster
The Monster came out of the deep dark cave.
It ate everyone but me.
The following day the Monster once again came out of the deep dark cave.
It ate everyone but me.
The next day the Monster emerged from the deep dark cave.
It ate everyone but me.
For you see, I am the Monster.
Monday 30th September 2019 5:51 pm
Whispering Winds
Sent my heart away
Carried away on whispering winds
To a lonesome land
Tuesday 5th March 2019 12:59 am
Earning a Living
For a short period in our marriage of over thirty seven years I earned about two-thirds of the income.
I didn’t set out to do this it just happened this way. I was a Specialist in the Army. My husband was a nursing student and he was being helped to pay school and living expenses through the Veterans Administration.
My husband never complained ...
Saturday 12th January 2019 1:58 am
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