I can’t sleep.
I’m not sure why.
I’m in bed.
I’m in the dark.
What else can I try?
I know one sure cure.
It works every day.
I need to go online.
I need to find a meeting.
Then, I’ll hit the hay.
Stress
Blocked
I can’t find an idea.
There are nonrights or wrongs.
My mind is fully empty,
Except for 80’s songs.
If I can’t find the words,
Maybe I’ll use emojis instead.
Wow. I have no poetry at all,
And emojis hurt my head.
So, this time tomorrow,
I will take my pen in hand.
I’m sure I will write something.
And then will have it panned.
Squirrels
A squirrel was living in my car.
I guess I hadn’t driven it too far.
I found his nuts under my hood.
Well, pecan shells (I guess the nuts were good.)
My car is now in the shop.
I’m waiting for the ball to drop.
A warranty is a great advantage,
But it doesn’t cover rodent damage.
Klepto
Rocky is a klepto,
He stole a poor rat’s life.
Now we all have lepto,
Which is causing us much strife.
Vacation Day
Vacation Day is like Christmas Day.
It changes as you age.
When you’re young, excitement.
When you’re older, stress and rage.
Where is the camera?
What’s in this bag?
Where’s the pet sitter?
Stop your crying jag!
Where is the taxi?
Isn’t it late?
I’m not ready yet.
I don’t feel so great.
Do we have everything?
What did we forget?
Who’s feeding Mom?
I don’t recall who lost the bet.
I’m almost ready.
Just one more conference call.
Go ahead and start loading.
I’ll be right with y’all.
Close the taxi door.
At last we are away.
Did you transfer all our savings?
Because now we start to pay.
Hey! I’m not hyperventilating.
I’m starting to unwind.
Stress is dissolving.
Real life is off my mind.
Did you turn the coffee pot off?
Sunday
Sunday is a day for family.
Time to spend together, chilling.
This is why God invented wine.
It’s to help prevent the killing.
It’s a time to recall old stories.
Reenact them with force.
Reopen some old wounds.
Then, the pasta course.
I’m not sure the term for
A loud, three-way argument.
There’s the same mutual respect
As in the Houses of Parliament.
There’s lots of good food,
So many emotions to tap.
After eating and discussing,
There may be time for a nap.
Sleep with one eye open.
Just sayin’.
Stress
Stress is good,
People will say,
Because it means
You’re still alive.
However,
There are times
Like right now,
When I would forfeit
Some of my stress,
Even if meant that
People wondered about me.
(I’m not dead, I just haven’t showered yet.)