PAD 7-1 jealousy

Jealousy

Jealousy is wishing

you were in a place

where someone else is.

Perhaps their talent,

riches or even relationships.

Jealousy leads you

down a road of discontent

and prevents discovery

of who you really are.

PAD 6-3 after...

After Vacation

After vacation,

I need a vacation.

Vacation and rest:

There is no relation.

So after vacation

I need to rest.

A blank to-do list

is the best.

But that only lasts

a minute or so.

Destined to be

on the go.

PAD 6-2 After...

After the Dust Settles

After the dust settles

We'll start with what is left

And we'll build again

Slowly, step by step

Like pieces in a puzzle

One bit at a time

Until the picture forms

Of painterly design

Or like writing a poem

Searching for the rhyme

Then the thoughts come

At last, line by line

After the dust settles

We'll start with what is left

And we'll build again

Slowly, step by step

PAD 6-1 after...

After Finishing the Big Project

After finishing the big project
Walking against the wind, and the wind stops
Feeling disoriented and wrecked
After finishing the big project
It’s time to disconnect
Take a breather, stroll the shops
After finishing the big project
Walking against the wind, and the wind stops

PAD 5-3 stolen

Sentimental Value

I crocheted an afghan

for my hubby,

brick red, aqua and white.

I crocheted an afghan

for my daughter

pink, pale blue, and white.

My kids put them in a tent

to sleep out in the night.

Someone stole them from our yard.

It surely isn’t right.

PAD 5-2 stolen

Stolen Heart

He stole my heart and then he left.

It was his time to go.

We couldn’t keep him anymore.

It’s good for all, I know.

I miss his smiles and his sweet hugs,

the sounds he make each day.

The house is very quiet now,

since he has gone away.

I try to visit every month,

come rain or shine, it’s true.

Although he does not verbalize,

I know he misses me, too.

PAD 5-1 stolen

Stolen

S omeone stole my muse, I’m sure

T aken from me in plain sight

O ddly enough it’s disappeared

L ost and alone in the night.

E vaporated. Poof it’s gone.

N ow, no inspiration to write.