Blogophilia Week 24.6 – Uncontrollable Laughter Bonus Points: (Hard, 2 pts): Quote Lucille Ball (Easy, 1 pt): Include someone wearing a pink skirt doing something for cookies WHEN PIGS FLY ~*~ The sayin goes If a pig could fly Hed have wings that fly But have you seen a pig fly Only pigs in Heaven […]
“Counting Sheep” by Anna Keibler ANOTHER SLEEPLESS NIGHT As day meets night at the end of the day I find myself once more unable to find my way to that place where dreams could settle my mind where moonbeams and twinkling stars could light up the sky. Instead I’m lost within that old familiar place, […]
SUMMERS GONE BY ~^~ Summertime summertime Mine beginnings wit Summertime blues Rain on my face And pain in my heart From the lost of you my love Summertime in the city I kin do wit out Its to hot Too many people That remind me of you And those Hot fun in the summertime Yet […]
Well…………? Thank you DL
McDonald’s McMinimum Wage Budget Is McBullshit ! How Bullshit is McDonald’s inability to pay it’s employee’s a wage that people can actually live on…………….. Case in point………………….$0.00 for heat on it’s budget…..if you don’t know what I am talking about well I guess now you’ll have to watch the video…..lololol ………And while Colbert report was […]
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It has been a painful journey. It is one of great loss caused by following idealism,love and values. Lost a husband after a long sickness ..thought he was the love of my life …then then love come again ..marriage .. then been abandon ..because he dont like the sacrifice of what a family brings …The […]
Welcome to the July 2013 Edition of Pick-Apart Poetry as we celebrate Summer and Friendship with the poetry of our eloquent and witty PAL, Scotorum, whose work is always so very creative and who works so hard to challenge us and to give our muses a nudge and to inspire our own creativity. […]
Often forlorn can be the poems that we write, or cosmic interstellar muses ever filled with light, or attempts to quench that thirst when nothing is going right, dark seances of disconnected thoughts bouncing thru the night. Bouncing,bouncing, between that which we meant to say but never seem to write, chagrined and slightly humiliated by […]
