An Empty Cup

“There is a hell lot of a difference between a quiet mind and an empty mind.” ~Soshail Akash~ I have a somewhat quiet mind right now. It’s Sunday, as I type. November 3rd. The football game is on mute because our guys aren’t having a good start and I’m trying a little professional sports voodoo. I’ll let you know in a minute if it worked. Having a quiet mind is not easy to do. The thoughts. And the more thoughts.Read more

SoCS: Miss Downtrodden

Impoverished existence Empty, hollow I can hardly breathe Barely swallow   Ziva? Yes mom? I hope you’re not writing about yourself. Ummm…maybe… Really?   Starvation chases Empty, hollow I can barely think Death follows   Ziva! Yes mom? Have you called the ASPCA? Ummm…maybe… Really?   Sleep eludes Empty, hollow…   Ziva! What? Sleep is your middle name. It doesn’t feel like it. Really?   Sleep eludes Empty, hollow I can scarcely rest Self-pity wallows   Ziva? Yes mom? AnyRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: Nada is My Hero

“I’ve got nothing.” Zip. Zero. Nada is blank’s hero. Naught. Nil. Dark emptiness is thy will. Duck egg. Goose egg. A fly speck clings to cipher’s leg. Diddly. Void. Not much rhymes with void except hemorrhoid. Scratch. Shutout. Nullity is what extinction is about. No thing. Not anything. Absolutely, Positively, Valueless Nothing. This post has been brought to you by a void of nothingness. It has also been brought to you by Linda G. Hill’s “One-Liner Wednesday.” All you need toRead more