Tag: everyday

Facebook Happy Birthday

Facebook Happy Birthday

Absolutely nothing that I’m about to say
Is going to top the others who consistently relay
A “Happy Birthday” message with a personal aside
But with this cut-and-pasted poem, I can say I’ve tried.

Taking down the Christmas tree

Taking down the Christmas tree

The most effective way to see
The needles flinging off the tree
Would simply be to set it free
From living room captivity.

Stripped of all of its décor,
We’ll try to get it out the door
Leaving memories once more,
As treeless needles on the floor.

I Have Dry Skin

I have dry skin

Our microfiber tablecloth is like the devil to me.
I’m the sinner to who absolutely has to see
Why my mind’s set to a frequency
That desperately screams out to me,

Screeching “Don’t touch that!”
But never the less in no time flat
I’m gripping the deadly sheet,
My fingers are forced to meet

The elegant cloth turned into rags
Caught in dry-fingered snags
That act like chalkboard fingernails.
The fabric cringes me and prevails.

My Little Fixer-Upper

My Little Fixer-Upper

I am constantly running out of space
In this absurdly small little place
I call my own.  Clearly, I’m outgrowing
This mobile home.  I’m showing

Signs that I need to get moving,
But with laziness improving
This fixer-upper’s frequently
Content with what you see.

Whisky Flirt

Whisky Flirt

A little whisky to whisk me away
When all I need is a second glass
to pass on a delay
Making things sway
Like words that linger and stay
Too long that they stumble
Making me mumble
Through a cracked smile
Distorted behind a quarter glass
Of whiskey tipping to pass
My lips
In small mischievous sips.

Full Moon

Full Moon

I love standing on my porch looking at a full moon
Unless it’s a random naked buffoon
‘Cause then I’d respectfully have to pass
Rather than stare at somebody’s crass.

I like it when moon beams pierce through a cloud
And shine down on us when the sun’s not allowed.
But moon streaks shine down “where the sun don’t”
So I’d rather not look, and I simply won’t.

But often my eyes are drawn to a stare
When they notice my legs are exceedingly bare
‘Cause sometimes I go on my porch unaware
I’m Pants-less participant standing out there.

Notified of Comments

Notified of Comments

I’m reading the note-I-wrote’s retaliation
Through an email notification
Telling me that people I don’t know
Are having a go
At my comment once forgotten.
I typed my thoughts and now I’m caught in
An endless cycle of two “friends”
Whose disputing never ends.

Your Company Doesn’t Exist

Your Company Doesn’t Exist

Our fingers walked through yellow pages
Instead of across a keyboard.
Dancing ‘cross clicking lettered stages,
Were typing keywords toward

A page of search results to find a link
Since our minds lead us to think
That, unless there’s some page we’ve missed,
Your company cannot possibly exist.