Life Hot

Assumptions
Foolish tricks one plays on one’s self
So not to have to face up to that most 
Dreaded task…
Real communications.
Not just complaining 
Or trying, so hard, to be tricky
I mean Comm-U-Ni-Ca-Tion
Then people would Know
Issues could be resolved
But no.
As I fear, not all have hungry minds.
Some feel find to feed at the trough.
And Assume.

Happy X-OR-Y-giver Day

I almost forgot. Not the day, but a post. This one is different. Oh Baby!
(And I blatantly stole the pic from another blog)
So for all the Dads whose laughs and growls showed us how to live,
Thanks.
The bar is set high.

Making it Hard to shift Gears

Can’t miss that summer beat.
You can see it in the bounce
Pretty leggy goddesses
Sliding down Skin Garden Road
All smooth and tanned
Tie me Up
Lay me Down
Seeing these bits of
Summer Heat
Brings on the Lust!

Dragons With New Scales.

If I had to put things into one word a week ago
It would have been Thankful.
Now, it would be Poop.
Someone I have to interact with has returned to
The Crazy-Side.
Tainting a good thing with negativity.
Even more frustrating, The Dice have changed.
Some people forget the Rule of Rex;
“If it ain’t broke, don’t break it!”
Some of the badness I can deal with, learn from
Change back to good.
Others are my fault, at least in part
So if I try Even Harder to be the bigger person
Then I can cancel out the Fools.
Maybe.
I just have to tighten my mind.
Seek out the smiles in each day.
Rise above the poop.
Roll the New Dice
See if they can make the magic.
There are real problems out there.

In a Good Way

Today was The Day
I felt it in the morning, as I joked
But it really was.
The strands between us all
Dance as we try to reach
For the others around us
We need that touch
Of flesh or thought
Making the real
Into Magic.
Today was just that sort of Day.

New Season

There’s no room for cheap regrets.
A little kid seeing how far she can draw
With a piece of colorful chalk
Down the city sidewalk
In the setting sun.
Things happen and we happen
With the winds to guide us or our own
Currents.



I have been biting back the bile.
Faking the smiles.
Lying nicely.
Make things Easy.
Keep things Quiet.
Like I was a tiptoeing Rogue.
But that’s not me.
Time for a Yell.
Space for a Grrrrr.
Now let the Panting begin.

The dazed lady in the store.

She was a nice enough woman, and she seemed to be all there, but she kept leaving her shopping cart in the aisle and leave to wander another one, blocking traffic quite effectively. She did this a couple of times. Yes. I watched. And then the stupid, petty, crazy, non-super hero in me had to act. I waited, ready to strike. As she came back from a side quest down an aisle and returned to her cart, I parked mine in front of hers and then went to walk away. Very subtle, I know. But I couldn’t really be that much of an ass. She was already smiling that smile that people use to pause their minds as something they are not used to invades their padded reality. I smiled back and said “funny, right?” Then I took my cart and went about my business. And she went ahead and did it again at the next aisle. This is by no means an important or meaningful moment. But it made me think various things, not the least if I was insane. Ha!