a reflection

Sing to me of youth
Reflections of yesterday
When the days seemed to last
Forever and a night,
When tired was not something
We wanted or knew
When time ticked away
Till bells rung
Releasing us from the bonds
Of learning,
To escape to the field in the sun
With laughter and friends
And childhoods that seemed
To take forever to end.
Where rainy day puddles
Were cherished
And everything moved
So slowly at times,
Seeming to last forever.
Where are the days
Of yesterday dreams
No rushing
No quota
No workday without end.
Where are our passions
Lost in the day to day
Living for that vacation
Sunny beaches
And days that end much much to soon.
When did we become those we said
We never would,
When did our souls wither
And pine away
For yesterday
Once more.

Pennies for thoughts (NaPoWriMo)

A penny for your thoughts
Two bits for two
Newspapers call out
All the bad news.
She did this and he did that
Up for adoption
A fluffy new cat,
The teams that won
The losers who lost
Nothing good
Can come across.
This politicians a liar,
Hell folks, that’s nothing new,
Why call it the news?
You’re giving me the blues.
If I’m not in the obits
A good day indeed,
Alphabetized daily
Or if special or rich a big headline above.
Coupons for this save thousands today,
If you needed a mattress
Half off in May.
Advice on etiquette Miss Manners knows best
And Abby or Ann, you’ve loosened in your years,
Relationship advice,
Hey no one can do that right.
I don’t read the paper
Or take others words
Nothing appealed to my senses
So this cheap drivel you get,
Not for a penny,
Nope, for free,
not a cent.

the challenge for today was take an article and rewrite using the words
Of the article. USA today wouldn’t let me copy on an iPad so I made this up instead.
Enjoy friends. For free.

golden sliver

Pieces of memories
Shiny like gold
Slivers of mystery
Stories untold.
Falling like raindrops
Into my soul
Forged by time
And tainted by none.
A witches spell
To soothe my mind
A piece
A post
Perhaps a rhyme,
A tune from ages
Plays round in my head
Golden needle
Skip skip skip
The record plays on
It is scratched.
Lift thy hand
And arm to match
Start again
This endless dance.