Thought Salad

Tag: poetry

  • Friday night zzzz’s

    Friday night zzzz’s

    Another Friday at home, My little ones and I We eat our burgers and rings While our movie rolls by Then before we know it It’s bedtime again One, two, three hit the hay While I sit with my pen I think about the day About the week that went by My to-do list topples…

  • Friday night zzzz’s

    Friday night zzzz’s

    Another Friday at home, My little ones and I We eat our burgers and rings While our movie rolls by Then before we know it It’s bedtime again One, two, three hit the hay While I sit with my pen I think about the day About the week that went by My to-do list topples…

  • Underwater slow motion

    I’m dreaming of the weekend, Wondering if I’ll get to sleep in, or do a thousand things instead. My soul is a lead balloon dragging me down, in to the still channels Where the fish float by Examining me with their large, unbelieving eyes. Confused to see the surface dweller Within their midst. I shake…

  • The ol’ troublemaker

    The ol’ troublemaker

    Three or four pounds Wrinkled and smooth Full of intentions, The fountain of youth As old only as it feels The senescent often fresh Although it stays tucked inside, Deep within the flesh It shouts to the world, “Look what I can do!” The silly old organ That runs me and you What could it…

  • Home again

    Home again

    Home. My interlude by the sea almost forgotten although it was only a few hours ago, I quietly crawled into bed to the warmth of my loved ones. The soft sound of little breaths, a whistle and a snore filled the air, while he dreams sweetly beside me. They missed me, as always, but I’m…

  • Dreams of the Milky Way

    Dreams of the Milky Way

    Some times I’d like to run away and not look back Catch a ship somewhere, Ride until the sky turns black Amongst the heavens I’d chart my course steering by the stars, The ocean would sing its song Between Jupiter and Mars The ship will travel on a dream I’ll never lack for company The…

  • Thoughts on an open road

    Thoughts on an open road

    Memory is a funny thing; It feels like just yesterday when I last made the drive, back and forth through the never-ending prairie skies Today they were overcast and grey, Sometimes the sun shone down, Sometimes the rain was in my way. My thoughts ran rampant, Steering their own destiny as we drove So many…

  • Tautology Of life

    Tautology Of life

    Birth and death, Beginnings and endings Those at the start of the day And those watching the sun set We all start out fresh Unwrinkled Sublime But use up that spark, Until one day, The light winks out The curtains fall, And the next act begins What if the light we see As we go…

  • Twilights musings

    Twilights musings

    The wind-up clock has almost run down The light is gone from the sky It’s past nine and time to rest At least, it’s time to try My little ones are tucked and safe Slumbering in their beds I love them all so very much The soft little sleepy-heads And now it’s my turn to…

  • Goodnights

    Goodnights

    Another Friday here again, But this time, Sadness is my companion The pain of living Poignant and sharp Those I love, Those I don’t know Lives intricately torn apart Memories of the way They once were Now, at the close of the day All faded and grey I can still remember music Chords on a…