Treadmill Lament

There you stand in my crowded garage Between plastic bins and file cabinet lodged. Chrome and rubber and plastic whispering promises of a body fantastic.   “Walk! Run ! Jog!” I hear you call from afar. “You spend too much time sitting in the car.” So I pull on a...

The Refrigerator Blues

I got the cool– those dual Refrigerator blues  Cuz, it’s true I need to own two. Twin places to keep yesterday’s stew Double the storage for food that’s new. Two times the space to fill with Tupperware Of dinner leftovers or restaurant fare. Mexican fajitas,...

Fab Female Friday-Mom

Mom shops for presents and wraps the gifts Some of which, she can barely lift. Mom buys the ribbons and the bows Locates the misplaced scissors and tape, she always knows.   To the mall, to the store, and back again Always careful about what she spends. Shopping...

Closet Craziness

My Closet! Or—Why I Never Find Anything to Wear! Closet closet in my room In the darkness my clothes do loom Rumpled, smooshed, wrinkled, or pressed Doesn’t matter—it  makes me depressed.   Skirt too big, slacks don’t fit Is it any wonder I throw a fit? Neckline...
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