The worst enemyIs in thy self Being the brakesOr gas withheld… Just a causeAlmost short of witNot by brainBut choosing to quit.
Author: PenAndPaperStoriesblog
I am an educated adult female with Bachelor and Master degrees in Business Management. I am married with four children. I enjoy writing and drawing for a hobby and brain vacations. My dream is to publish a novel someday, but I am building on my short story and poetry crafts now.
Dental War
Iced was the morningFlakes finished their glaze-Time was to goAs much was in the way… An adult with each stepTrepidation meeting at the door-A smile behind the deskAs useless as it was for… Walking the last mileSit comfortably in the chair-“You won’t feel a thing”We only do things with care… And in walked the devilOr… Continue reading Dental War
Fate
I see you therePredator on the prowl-Disguising the beastAnnunciating your fouls… The preyUnaware to runStays in the roleBlinded by the son… And the secondsRun like yearsBefore any laughterBut long after the tears… Until suddenlyThe predator becomes the bait-Lying stillOf self-inflicted fate.
Limit
Image by JusTee A bag of needsWithout the giveMakes for a miserableLife to live May you find the oneAs cold as youJust as deservedGiving just as you do.
Let the Real-World In
I recently responded to a tweet by Scott Morefield. Before responding to the tweet, I had never heard of Scott before, but for some reason his tweet made me respond about information I had regarding a COVID outbreak in a workplace. While his tweet had a political motivation to it- (and politics is something I… Continue reading Let the Real-World In
Last Night
Four eyesTwo nosesEquals a job done right…Until morning,And the headache,Laminates the mistakes…From last night.
Crazy Little Boy
The smell of death consumed the January morning. Not the metallic smell of human blood, but the sweet surrender of hope and dreams as life sleeps. Humans believe the slumber of nature is the source of their winter blues, but it’s really knowing that each year ends and begins sadder than the ones before. The… Continue reading Crazy Little Boy
2022 to Change
It’s 2022, and this year I have decided to try journaling my thoughts and ideas, starting with the first day of the year. I thought about this idea weeks or months into previous years, so here goes everything! Day one was not a huge success- I simply created a simple cover for my binder- but… Continue reading 2022 to Change
To Know
Someone you know-AND used to know-Is a complicated mess..You wait for timeAnd common senseTo get you through “this”… It always hurtsBut tears are dryAs days and months pass…Yet it wasn’t meWho asked for thisOr the one who made it last. In body you are aliveAnd wellAnd that is all I know…Still when you leftHe was… Continue reading To Know
Nobody’s
Sneer and Regret We see itThroughout life…Once here,Now gone by night. That final time,Driving away-When we are not there,And now nothing to say… Yes and the whispersOf loss or when we met-Pay attention…“We’ll get you yet” Oh but we are deafTo snickers and snorts…Lessons from them-We have our retorts… Until you start the carTo Away… Continue reading Nobody’s
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