Thought Salad

Tag: word prompt

  • Gaslight

  • Shackles

  • Little boys

  • 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…

  • Time to live

    Time to live

    A long weekend of friends and family, Another celebration of life and living Each moment trapped in the crystalline gel Of time Strung together With beads of wonder Watching children play and grow Friends grow and change and become more dear Moments of life and living As time moves onward Carrying us all in its…

  • Yin/yang

    Yin/yang

    Do you suppose If you juxtapose Good and bad You’ll get middle of the road? Or will It be Like shades of grey Without any light Or dark of day? If you mix extremes Sometimes it seems You end up with nothing Of consequence So remember this Chiaroscuro sense Best of friends Are white and…

  • Épuisé

    Épuisé

    Some days I feel old, Exhausted and burnt out Wondering about life And full of self doubt When I slog though my day Fueled with caffeine and nerves I wonder what I did wrong If anything, to deserve Days of anxiety Nights so full of regret Thoughts about those I may have upset Worries of…

  • Vigilance

    Vigilance

    My energy levels are thin today, Mired in a morass of details Intricate and complex Each more layered than the next Attempting the impossible On four hours of rest I struggle with my mind Promising it lies, I soothe it with cream and coffee Soon, my dear I say and sip once more From the…

  • After the ball

    After the ball

    After the party’s over, When the balloons have sprung a leak The cake has been eaten, And the ice cream is gone. How do you continue When the fun is all spent? Each day stretches onward Without a pedigree or bent The day after Christmas The night after New Year’s Eve When the excitement is…

  • My next 40 years

    My next 40 years

    Well, here I am. Arriving at an age I couldn’t have imagined twenty years ago. Forty was so old then, dried up and established. I always thought I’d be an adult by now, but instead, I feel the same age, just more sore. Where’s the wisdom I expected to have achieved? Sure, I’ve got a…