Life's Funny Little Foibles
Some observations of life and its strange denizens.
The bane of my life Meniere's disease it rears up now and then, I'm allergic to the medicine I ride out an attack as best I can. The best way to deal with it is to poke fun hence this daft poem.
When I was a child Christmas would tip toe gently in. Its journey beginning with Advent In Sunday school, the first week of December. From then on anticipation built
This was just a passing observation while re -visiting the city of my birth sometime ago. NOT in any way a personal or political statement.
An attempt at the Inspiration point. I'm not sure if I have it right. I hope someone may feel like telling me. Edited 11/11/08
An old one Etude…It sure sounded like one to me when I wrote it after weeks of writer's block
Written recently for a challenge. The prompt word was Vane/vein/vain. 1, 2, or all 3
Another written for a challenge pattern, the Prompt word. I had written it in a pattern but couldn't format it here.
They say Dream of the dead, trouble with the living, only this time it didn't seem so.
Apologies to the Bard If my husband ever got poetic, it would be to this Model his passion would be directed and would go something like this I find myself wishing I had four wheel drive too!
Written for a challenge at UKA, the prompt was a picture of a teddy bear
This is my winning responce to this weeks challenge over at UKA. The prompt word was Doohickey and this was my first go at any kind of challenge in a very long time.