Monthly Archives: December 2014

The days march ahead
I join the rabid shoppers
In feral store lots

Second designer
Threw the bathroom to the porch
Mesmorized, we dream

Each year a new spot
But the third grade boy still sings
Flanked by his girl club

Design thoughts uttered
The broken stove and cupboards
Hear their own demise

A clammy, drab cloud
Lands for a tiresome sojourn
When will it go home?

My shopping detoured
Hunted antlers at the mall
Spruce up choir attire

Take that, ruthless list
For months, I hacked, whacked and cracked
Now back to my life

A spelling contest
For sloshed Santa wannabes
With rock show volume

Familiar faces
From too long ago greet us
Just had to say yes

To get though my day
I follow a bunch of cheese
Maze is done too late