Seek joy from within
Whisper words of gratitude,
Break open a smile.
Widen to a laugh
Butterfly effect inside,
Quickly taking wing.
Burst of hope erupts
Feel the tingle of lightness,
Weight of despair gone.
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Ham Hocked
Image: Pixabay
Everyone in the office was in a flurry. They all received the same white envelope with a blue seal.
“I can’t believe they’re going to do away with our tradition,” Dora says to Mary, whose office desk is just inches away from hers.
“You must admit that they were kind enough to give us advance notice so we can start saving for our holiday dinner now.” Mary waves the letter from their company’s President, copied to Human Resources and their holiday ham supplier, “Ham Hocks ‘r You, Me, and Us, LLC”.
Dora sighs as she rereads the letter to Mary:
Dear Valued Employee,
As our company is known to be charitable and humanitarian minded, we will be donating on your behalf the holiday ham to those more in need. I am sure you feel the same as I that this is for a good cause. To save up to purchase your ham for yourselves this holiday, see HR to have additional deductions made from your paycheck.
In keeping with the giving spirit, your holiday bonus will be donated to the company’s annual holiday party. We can all look forward to this year’s buffet spread including two meat choices of roast and ham, plus two desserts. As a bonus, two more raffle items can be added to our usual three door prizes.
I look forward to seeing you all at the holiday party.
Holiday wishes,
Brent Grimbsy
President, CEO, MBA, BSC, NBC, DeET, LDA, MlPH
Happy and Thankful
Image by Hymn
I’m Tess the turkey
I fled the scene by sheer luck,
Their “feast” is over.
I can breathe easy
Another year to live well,
I count my blessings.
With my three friends here
We will party like crazy,
Gobble, gobble, all!
Happy Thanksgiving
Demon Eyes
Join the express to the dark side of your mind . . .
Window to abyss
Visions of depravity,
Blinding evilness.
(Karina Pinella)
You cannot see me.
Burning perpetual stare.
I don’t need to blink.
(FlyTrapMan)
Look into my soul.
See the dark; it fills a hole.
Emptiness that’s full.
(Poet Rummager)
Adjust my glasses
and really see the true you.
Easy with no skin.
(Words and Feathers)
Visions in the dark.
You can never be certain —
that something is there.
(FlyTrapMan)
Windows to your soul.
The demon lurks in blackness—
blinding me with fear.
(Poetry Is My Aeroplane)
Slice the chosen one.
His blood runs until it’s done.
Come, let’s watch him bleed.
(Twisted Roads Of Madness)
Tearing you apart
Slowly, bit by bit, I ate
The heart you once owned.
(michnavs)
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Poet Rummager
Words and Feathers
Poetry Is My Aeroplane
Twisted Roads Of Madness
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Scents and Incensedsibility
Image: Pixabay
I sense something afoot;
I scent a deadly toot,
That threatens to pollute.
You ate that massive bean burrito
Chased it with a glass of mojito,
So stop playing incognito.
No worries though;
I’ll clear the air flow,
By politely asking you to go.
Scrambled Brain
Image by blogetta
Will rises early, eager to please his mother, whose birthday is today of all days. He shuffles to the kitchen to make her a special breakfast. He looks in the refrigerator but finds it bare. He checks the pantry and sees cobwebs in it. Remembering another refrigerator in the house, he goes downstairs to the basement.
What a senile moment, he chuckles to himself. Of course, he stocks the downstairs fridge so no one can see the exotic food he keeps. He takes out a plastic container and brings it upstairs.
After fussing around the kitchen and making all the fixings, Will carries a tray of food down a short hallway. He stops in front of a closed door and knocks.
“Mama?” He calls out softly and gently opens the door. He sets down the tray on a dusty dresser and walks to the bed where a desiccated looking body is laying under a blanket.
“Rise and shine, birthday gal.” Will sits the figure up. “I made your favorite, scrambled brain, Mama.” He gets the tray and places it on the bed between the remains and himself. Sitting across from her, he talks about the things they’ll do to celebrate her birthday. Every year he finds it easier to face his mother because his vision is growing weaker. He doesn’t like seeing how his mother ages.
Over the Moon
Image: Pixabay
Jewel in the sky
Against the velvet of night,
Beauteous full moon.
Under light so bright,
The madness of a full moon
Makes fools fall in love.
It’s a supermoon
11/13/16
Through tomorrow morn.
Munich Magnified
[6th and last of a series of posts about my late October travels to southern Germany]
Short distance away
From my memories and heart,
A part of me now.
Better Schlosses and Gärtens
[2nd of a series of posts about my late October travels to southern Germany]
Schloss, castle, palace
Ah, to live like royalty,
One can only dream.
Schlosses, castles, and palaces visited:
New Residence, Bamberg
Imperial Castle, Nuremberg
Dachau Palace, Dachau
Nymphenburg Palace, Munich
Residenz, Munich
Castles of Ludwig II (no interior pictures allowed for the first two castles):
Neuschwanstein Castle, Schwangau
Linderhof Royal Palace, Ettal
Herrenchiemsee Royal Palace, HerrenInsel (supposed to be a copy of Versailles Palace)
Barreling through Bavaria (Bayern)
[1st of a series of posts about my late October travels to southern Germany]
Extensive travel
North and south Bavaria,
A joy ev’ry day.
Bavarian cities and towns traveled:
Nuremberg
Bamberg (a large part of it is a UNESCO World Heritage Site)
Regensburg (its medieval center is a UNESCO World Heritage Site)
Graswang Valley
Oberammergau
Prien am Chiemsee: HerrenInsel and FrauenInsel
Dachau
Munich
Karina Pinella 
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