SoCS: In This Joint

What is this joint, where I sacrifice? It’s barren, lonely, dark What is this place, where I walk? The path of crushing pain Why am I here? What have I done, my friends to deserve this horrid end? Have I not loved you enough? Not forgiven you enough? I thought I kept you well fed. Yet, here I am. In this joint, this Calvary, I spend my final hours, alone and with bretheren. Eating, hanging out, walking in a gardenRead more

SoCS from the Pod: The Word

Hey Gibbs? Hang on a minute. Finishing up some business in the sandbox. I hope you’re not leaving a stinker again. Maybe. Make sure you cover. Why? I like the smell of me. Yeah, but mom doesn’t. Be considerate for a change. Whatever. Okay, I’m done. What do you want? What are we supposed to be writing for mom today? I think it has to do with a stream of something and a word. I did that in the box.Read more

Warmth of a Smug Embrace

At last you show your face smiling, glowing a bit smug absent you were betrayer deserter hiding in ashiness depression cover of darkness for days twelve or more I could not see your smile or feel the warmth of an embrace damp tired is what I felt and sleep wanted to sleep You’re here now giving life and breath to my soul I love to soak up your being praise your existence fall to the ground thank God for withoutRead more

With Open Wings

As I sit on a cloudy afternoon, listening to a feline snore, I think of the past few days and the people I truly adore. I feel the love of family and friends and the season of His birth. The hugs, the smiles and hopeful wishes for peace on this great, colorful earth. Surrounded by a gentle spirit and the gift of open wings, the knowing glance of an expectant child while the church emphatically sings. Never mind the giftsRead more

I Cant Hardly Not

“I never made a mistake in grammar but one in my life and as soon as I done it I seen it.” ~Carl Sandburg~ I cant hardly not Use goodly grammar Its not in me. I cant hardly not Except past tents or spell write in a spelling be I cant hardly not Like them those commas Because I prefers a dot I cant hardly not Take your grammar advise Already I has got I cant hardly not Put tooRead more

Creative Inspiration

I bought a new book on Saturday. My good sense told me that I already have enough books that are either half read or never read and I shouldn’t waste my money. But then that horned guy made me do it. He stuck his pitchfork in me until I reached in my wallet and handed over the loot. That’s my excuse. Good sense rolled her eyeballs and laughed. But I digress. I bought a new book on Saturday. It’s aRead more

SOCs: Short

This is a short poem Nope, it’s not about foam or a dome It’s about a poem I don’t know what else rhymes with poem Oh yeah…home I’m home now, writing a poem “It’s stupid,” I moan This is supposed to be about short, so I shall shut up and abort. The end. This undersized post is being brought to you by Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday or SOCs. Click HERE to see other SOCs posts of the dayRead more

Concrete Cat Steps

Day Four: Animal/Concrete Poetry/Enjambment Here we go! Plunging to the meat of this poem. Substance and thought, stepping on the stairs of prose. Trying not to trip and falter on a verse or from a cat underfoot. Gibbs! The turn of your haunches wrangle me. Has your plan to defeat your human taken shape? A fall down the concrete steps by the human mom would certainly aid and abet your furry attempt to take over the world…but you have notRead more