Will the world uplift? When we lose The Grift Any chance it'll heal the rift? Between the right and the left I'm a little biased Hoping for a better us Like seriously dude It's terribly skewed I used to think I was apolitical Until we reached situation, critical So from here on out Without a doubt I'll make sure I speak When Fascism leaks
Last thing remembered: lending parent's friend's kid red and black BMX, getting on Dad's old blue ten speed with red saddlebags Lowering seat to reach pedals Pretty cool, grown-up Nothing after tho Probably cruised around hood, doing jumps off curbs, popping wheelies Woke up in the ER Couldn't move. Head pain. Down side too. Funny little stainless steel kidney shaped bowl Light hurt. Harsh fluorescent iridescent irritation Limbs, slowly starting to work Reaching up, touching temple Fingers, drawn back sticky Mom was there. Crying? Maybe a happy gasp? Tried to sit up WoOzy Puked on self Kidney bowl pushed under chin Mom's hand on head Soft murmurs "Mom, where are your shoes?" She laughed. No time she said No time. Straight into the ambulance Went home that day Nothing broken (Except brain) Trip to the Kootenies next 8 hour drive Slept in bed, back of van Grandparent's cabin Repeatedly ran into furniture Joked about my clumsiness Heard about The Crash then Hit car going 80 on 80th ave Frantically pedaling backwards No brakes No brakes. Bounced off hood Caterwauling: ARooOooA, ArOoooA Mom ran 4 blocks in socks Dad's bike, badly bent Me too ~~ Summer ended Changed schools French immersion Missed my friends Hated it Went on strike Failed everything except math (Couldn't do that to math) Detention desk at principal's office Spurned Bescherelle transcription task One hour sentence, then, phone call from Mom Big trouble waiting at home Didn't go Rode shiny new silver ten speed down road Next suburb over Slept in shed with bike while lighting crashed Three days in library reading Charlie Brown Only ate gum Upgraded bedroom to newspaper bin Flat tire Walking past police station "Shouldn't you be in school?" Then, recognized Questions So many questions Just wanted to go home On the news Mom and brother crying Hugs Joked she had shoes this time Laughter ~~ Dented noggin demarcated entry to teens Explains terrible baseball skills Looking back now, can better see long shadow cast by The Crash Can't rub dirt on it, but can understand, and, forgive.
Okay now seriously, which one of you said “Thank God 2020’s over, 2021 couldn’t be any worse!”
Well, I’ve tried the 2021 seven day trial and I’d like to return it. Anyone know how?
I think that’s the simplest form of superstition. The “Don’t mention the goalie has a shutout or the other team will score kind.” Baseball players are famous for the vodoo-esque lengths the go through to either keep their luck going, or, change their luck, players even going so far as to sacrifice chickens!
For me though, I don’t give a cluck. I’m just not what I’d consider a superstitious person. I mean, yes, I’ve seen a few eerie coincidences in my life, but I just chalk that up to the nature of probability without attributing causality to it.
It's starting to brighten Sol's altitude does heighten So very delighting Wait, I mispoke That last line broke It's not de-lighting at all Not until the fall 😛
Once upon a time, things were just fine. Before man's terror, Species extinction fervor Mega-fauna all gone-a Pointy sticks and fire Meat to our heart's desire Agriculture and language came With more of the same A dearth of mirth As bodies hit the earth The inception of religion Caused even more division But lo and behold a glint of shiny gold Some precepts and beliefs gave relief A few vegetarians Were murder contrarian Animal husbandry Was telling, you see Flocks and herds Of domesticated animals and birds We could conserve, With a certain amount of verve If they were tasty, we wouldn't wasty That's more or less where we are Killing the planet with fossil fueled cars The real secret, (And I hope you don't keep it) Well it's those industry titans For who nature's bones whiten The rich are a bitch, A plague with death as a wage. Of course we're not blameless With our consumption so shameless Once upon a time, things were just fine. What are YOU gonna do about it?
I’ve got unfinished business with 2020. I fell off the writing wagon after the
Longest Night (who wouldn’t blame me, it was dark!) so I’ve decided this particular prompt best captures the zeitgeist of this liminal time/space continuum. Or roughly put, some minor reflection with some New Year’s resolutions (Goals, woot!)
TL;DR Past - Take the lessons, but leave the bad after addressing what is solve-able. Present - Exist, enjoy. Seek balance in all. Accept the unexpected. Future - Keep on eye on it, but don't get lost in what might be's.
Actually now that I see that I’m pretty happy with it and feel it’ll set a nice course for the new year. Yaay 2021!
Longest Night or shortest day Who's really the one to say? It's the solstice with the mostest When our moods are at their lowest Beset by dark we chase it away Lights and carbs while carols play Food comas and credit card debt Christian co-option of Saturn's Fete Gather with friends and fill our cups Just the thing to keep spirits up The best part is the laughter Janus beckons shortly after
It’s Christmas time! Loot, woo hoo!
But, not really, it truly is better to give than receive. Just to try and pick out the best possible, perfect fit for someone. That I quite like, to see the look on their face and realize you guessed right…
However that’s nothing like the look on my own face.
See, I’m kind of hard to buy for.. mostly because if I need / want something I simply get it. Due to this propensity, I’ve instituted a little rule where if I buy any non-essential crap in November or December I wrap it up and put it under the tree. Helps keep the tree from seeming so sparse, and, helps build some anticipation / excitement for the mundane act of consuming.
Now, the fun look on my face is when I forget what I got myself and am pleasantly surprised.
The depth of the sky Is created in the eye Crepuscular glow And all that, you know The spectrum beckons With hues of ruddy news Sailors: mornings, warnings Delight in red evening light
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