Crock or not

When its cool is best, Never crock with no pot, Don’t in a tube, In a metal tube, In Iowa’s heat, Office tree, Thaw kitchen chicken or not, Your metal home becomes extremely warm, Your face , your cheeks, grow hot, It’s entire week the weather in promised 70s, I think he thought I wasContinue reading “Crock or not”

Looks greeeeeeat?

Looks good, Nice and tall, Fair worthy, Lot of rain, July is tippy toward end of month, Usually rivers still high, From Mississippi to Iowa, Saw Turkey river yesterday also high, Corn now being sold sweet corn you know, Ever year that seems to soon, When I was a kid corn was sweet in August,Continue reading “Looks greeeeeeat?”

Fog

Cloud, Dark as pitch, When darkness left Iowa morning, Not dawn yet, Sun was hinted at, And yet no where near, Like a box of cloudy thick white air, You can not see the cloud you ride in until the fog is white, No road signs, Ditches there but not visible, A world forgotten, Vacant,Continue reading “Fog”

Family

Tall, Short, Blonde, Not, Blue eyed, Green, Yellow, Glowing, Young , Old, All prefer meals out of the kitchen, Unique, Or strange, Or maybe its just our way, In the kitchen its eating at home, In my office, On a box of books, Or in my chair, Its not as good as in someone elsesContinue reading “Family”

Just wait Teddy

Left electric heater, Brought grapefruit juice,blankets,kitty food, Went back for sleeping babies, All evening after Judith Dench sitcom Lilly has been held over my heart, She Lilly ate meat tonight, Barely sat when Theodore was in my chair ready for my lap, Since a kitten he has loved sleeping there, When I shut the doorContinue reading “Just wait Teddy”

Charlaine Harris

A amazing fantastic author, Teaching this poet transitioning from historic to fiction writing, I have learned define everything, Make humans real down to purple socks, But only if you envision your vampire a purple sock sort of girl! Picture frames if they play apart in a scene then they are important , Teeth on aContinue reading “Charlaine Harris”

Hurry,Hurry,

Like the RoadRunner in winter, Zoom,zoom, So very cold today it was, Not so cold walking into Wal-Mart cold as a tomb, In restaurant cold servers a purpose, Odd and stupid owner thought up that if humanity eat with faster if resteraunt is, Chairs are hard uncomfortable, Even funeral parlor’s know people spend more moneyContinue reading “Hurry,Hurry,”

Poor meals,

Poor Americans, Foolish assumptions, Families eat three meals, For breakfast I had tea and two slices of toast, Snacking now three fifteen pm, Four pieces fake cheese, Supper popcorn or peanuts, This is the middle of the month, Entrepreneur’s starve like American poor, There are services I could perform, But to whom and where, StarvingContinue reading “Poor meals,”

Chapter 12a,Deathly Hallows by J.K.Rowling

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