Sure creeps will snicker and point, They live with their parents, It’s not their business, Down through the ages families lived together, Get a grip, Live your life, Times are hard, Things really never change, Money only goes so far, Since nine I was there for my mom, Until 2010, Older half sister’s fifth husbandContinue reading “Ain’t no shame in it”
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Gullible Hayseed!
We care about you! I loathe that expression, It usually comes from a woman who owes me next to three grand, Today she told me the land lord cares to, Bullshit, I’m not a gullable hayseed! I have four cats, Have paid next to $10900 toward owning my trailer, This is my home, No oneContinue reading “Gullible Hayseed!”
Not funny,
Not your concern, Financial is in layers, I satisfy my Marslow Need, My end result’s mine, When I say Im a published author and poet I get, Only on WordPress? No I say global! The work I put in weekly is like my carbon footprint, My end reflects my mean. I was fritizied yesterday byContinue reading “Not funny,”
Share or show?
One day left, Just one! Seventy-four plus tgere and back, Want my adopted family to meet my girl, Want share a brief moment in time, Want her to know those I love, Here I sit upon my laurels, In the kitchen she’s washing out spice containers, Spice spill, shirt change, It was grand having aContinue reading “Share or show?”
Piles
First time living with boxes Unpacking Use to live with boxes because my stuff was Not allowed in others’drawers , Still no drawers Stuff mine not kept in pillow cases Ready packed Not moving on Not for a spell! Not for a bit, Hit me last night this is not the end! Just stopping offContinue reading “Piles”
The hole
My knee high Concealed by a trunk Head if a clown stuck within Worrying I am! Worring am I, Told how to block Got it ! Assuming I have never done anything before! Want to scream! Don’!! Who leaves a hole in a wall? Who takes ten grand in partial payment, Allows client to moveContinue reading “The hole”
Home’s more
More then a roof More then a place you sleep No one comes to see you No laughters heard by others Your voice echo’s off the walls Train disturbs your rest all Night Long! No picture adorns no wall Bland like a morgue Not home A box
A home an old memory,
A lifetime Shared moments Unfortunately comes price no one can afford! Why is that ponder I? Even fixer uppers those selling image priceless A dump at 120,000.00 still a dump! Forclosed dump outrageous in price, Why no farm communities? We all have purpises, Our gifts are varied Why are people valued less then fixer uppers?Continue reading “A home an old memory,”
