My goodness, I am drowning
Under my own body’s immune system response
Can’t breathe, my throat is on fire, my voice is silenced
Useless coughing causes my core to ache
Sneezing to loosen up the solid wall of …
My goodness, I am drowning
Under my own body’s immune system response
Can’t breathe, my throat is on fire, my voice is silenced
Useless coughing causes my core to ache
Sneezing to loosen up the solid wall of …
Couldn’t start her morning without the stuff
Everyday was a bowl or two of sugary goodness
Really it was also a bowl for lunch, and maybe one for a late night snack
Eventually she realized she was an addict
And tried to quit cold turkey, but that didn’t end well
Locked up after freebasing all the Captain Crunch at Walmart
Bouncing along to the rock-hard bass sculpture
Enjoying the poetry of the melody
And reveling in the colorful painting of the harmony
That’s wrapped in a ballet for your ears
So much artistic goodness for your soul
“Can you show me for sure who you claim to be?”
“Even a DNA test wouldn’t be good enough for the likes of you.”
“Really that would be a great first step.”
“That was supposed to be a joke.”
“It was? Security is no laughing matter.”
“For goodness sake, just let me have the stupid WiFi password”
“You can have it when I have at least twelve forms of photographic ID.”
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Begging for porky goodness
As he smelled the applewood smoke drifting in the air
Cliffy could practically taste it now
Of course, waiting for it to be done was the hardest part
Not to mention he had to hope his humans fed him some
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The layers of butter and flour stared at Frank, daring him to resist their crunchy flaky goodness. He knew taking one bite would be the end of him. Instead, he ate the whole thing. Frank was in for a few rounds on his porcelain throne, but damn it was good.
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The Art of Prose and Poetry
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Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
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Author and poet
Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
Story world
SkEtChEs of my everyday life through tiny words, artworks, quotes, clips, and snapshots--- capturing a moment in time.