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100 Day Story: Day 0007

Life was being such a jerk
Strict rules and tantrums don’t
Work
She had to be at
All day
So
Back to a way to get away
From responsibility
Chores
Scores of things
That only served
To take up time
Maybe she needed a magician
A spell
A wish
A
Well
There’s a price to pay with magic
They say
And usually problems only seem difficult
Because of the solution
They say
Why was it so hard
To take a risk
A chance
Get whisked
Into romance
That perfect night
Under the moon they would dance
Walk through a garden of flowers
Hold hands
Bells ringing
Angels singing
Birds
“Birds?”
Vision dimming
Fainting
Emotions brimming
Overwhelm
Eyes snap open
To a stone room
A piercing sound
Reverberating in the cold tomb
Sighing
Exasperated
Did she have to wake so soon
With nothing to look forward to
Life was such a … Continue reading

100 Day Story: Day 0006

Was she coming
Was there any point in staying
This is the part where
You insert more sayings
Especially ones about patience
And hard work paying
Nothing
Could hurt a Paladin praying
But
Was she coming
It was
Almost the end of the day
Tomorrow would be the fourth
But the note said five
Did he date it
And who knows when
If it met her eyes
Would she want to come
Would she even
Why
Why didn’t he think of this before
Going back to clarify
Seemed like
The right thing to do
But no story is written
About the right thing to do
Especially
When relying on fate
To make things true
It is a complicated world
Emotions confusing the clues
She wasn’t a chick
And he wasn’t a dude
He was the rooster
She would
Come to him through
Any means
Giving more meaning to
Everything
He … Continue reading

33

G.C. Aug. 11/2009
Edited Jan. 06/2013

Pushing 30 maybe 33
Significance of the ages…
Escapes me
Until I turned 33 became 27
That was the calendar year 2011[2]
Now it’s back to the present
And I’m looking to the future
What does it hold
Who’s gonna shoot ya
Stoning is done…
Now they live and die by the gun
Modern day crucifixion
Often said
I’m not Jesus Christ
Because I wasn’t that nice
Sitting at your wedding
Killed the doves and still threw rice
Fed the hungry…
Guess it doesn’t sound as nice
Or vile
Depending on your style…
I get it
I’m close to failing
Watch my voice trail…
…Ing off…
So soft
No comfort
Never had it
But I heard that sherbet was the best
Don’t worry
Read it all
It’ll make sense
My case I rest
Her skirt and dress
Told her was a mess
Met her … Continue reading

Fucking Life

[A request was made to write an answer to the poem LIFE FUCKING and this is what I came up with. Hopefully it can stand with the original.]

When I started out
I stumbled
Like a fool in the dark
She laughed
I wish
But pity was the dish
Served with cold water
Bear with me
As I reminisce
I don’t think she’d mind
If I tell you this
How to get her naked
Arms wide open
When I first met her
I was impatient
I was immature
Trying to be a man
Premature
The tightness of her grip
I wasn’t ready for
Maybe I believed the fantasy on TV
Or bad advice
From those who’ve come before
But it wasn’t that easy
She left me in the corner
Kneeling on the floor
Crawling before I walked
It rains and then it pours
But there wasn’t any wetness
Lessons
First… Continue reading