Perspective

May 25, 2016 / Karina Pinella / 7 Comments

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Look for the dimple;
Focus on the pleasant smile
Ignore the pimple.

Oops Brief: Surprise Agenda

May 24, 2016May 24, 2016 / Karina Pinella / 14 Comments

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The boardroom is full today because the company’s former Chairman, Mr. Ralph Finley, is in attendance to make a special endowment to the R&D group, among others. Twenty people sit around the rectangular conference table, all waiting for Mr. Finley, who is having a coughing fit. In between blowing his nose, he mutters to them, “Allergies, I forgot to take something for them today.” The people murmur their understanding. Suddenly, Mr. Finley sneezes so hard, his dentures fly out of his mouth and clatter on the table. For a moment, no one seems to breathe; the only sound is the clacking of teeth.

Color Me Blind

May 23, 2016 / Karina Pinella / 11 Comments

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Can’t tell my colors
Magenta, a shade of pink?
Or is it purple?

Declutter

May 21, 2016May 21, 2016 / Karina Pinella / 10 Comments

first-world surplus

They appeared as a gift or purchase,
One wonders if mostly done by impulse,
Too much stuff for not much purpose
Other than create a first-world surplus.

All take up space,
Always in my face
For use only once in a while,
Not enough to justify the pile.

Off they go,
Time to let them flow
To those who can use them
And would find each a gem.

At one time they were a good buy,
Now I have to fare them good-bye.
Energy I must muster
To help me declutter.

Empty

May 20, 2016May 20, 2016 / Karina Pinella / 9 Comments

empty

The tea set sits neglected due to the protracted absence of guests at a posh residence, where visitors today are rare. No one dares to visit for word that it houses the ghost of a once-famous TV host known to serve tea during the wee hours between 1:00 and 3:00 AM, leaving a sensation of chill and sorrow in the air. Only empty cups, unfilled for the unfulfilled.

Undercover

May 19, 2016May 19, 2016 / Karina Pinella / 10 Comments

Peter left his undercover pig skin drying outside. He had been playing in the mud with the others and had to get away to wash some of the muck off his eyes. He is starting to get sucked into the easy life of his new friends, but he must remember his mission. He is a human trying to find out the secret happiness of the pigs, nothing more and nothing less. In and out. As soon as he figures it out, he’ll give up his undercover suit.

secret to happiness