Travel

Sometimes
I stand in the front yard
watching planes land
in the distance
at LAX

I imagine family
anxiously awaiting
the arrival
of those on the 747
flying overhead.

Or the destination
in store for
passengers
whose flight
floats
over the ocean
after takeoff.

Can I go too?

Regret

I shouldn't have
turned
my back
walking away
as you called
my name

I shouldn't have
lost my temper
and listened
as you tried
to explain

I shouldn't have
assumed you
were being dishonest
as you were telling
the truth

I shouldn't
have left you
all alone
wondering, waiting, expecting
companionless

I
should
not
have

Left my love
behind

Haiku

Sunflower seeds planted
Flowers grow 6 feet tall, faces wide
Squirrels eat them all.

Betrayal

Walking through the party
headed towards a group
of old friends

Laughter, snickers
comments on the side
"only because he's tall..." or "won't play..." or "he'll ride the pine"

Heard from
your boys
those who said
they had
your back

"I'll go places you will never see"
Head held high
turn around and walk away
confidently and with stregnth

Always know
who your friends are
Some one will betray you
and the surprise,
it's never
who you think.

Love poem/Anti Love Poem prompt

Love togetherness
Pretty and passionate
Forever they say
No more

In Reverence of Fridays

IN REVERENCE OF FRIDAYS

Friday morning is the only day
during the workweek
that I wake up smiling
Friday

Happily jumping into the shower
earlier in the office
sooner the day will end
Friday

Payday
falls
on every other
Friday (Hee, Hee)

Working doggedly through lunch time
knowing that afternoon
concentration is shot
looking foreward
to the evening
Friday

Why oh why
Do we get
only one
Friday
per week

Clean

Starting early
just after sunrise
Looking out of the kitchen window
feeling the suns rays shine on my face
energizes me for the day

Mop bucket, gloves, mop, broom,
dust pan, Mr Clean, good old bleach
My tools to get me through the process

Starting with the mess left in the kitchen
by the teenagers who've raided the refrigerator
after I've gone to bed the night before

But, I smile
It will be
clean very soon

Spraying down the granite counters
scrubbing the porcelain sink
sweeping in all the corners
behind the cookbook rack
under the table
nothing can be missed

On my knees with the scrubbing pad
hitting those bad spots on the tile floor
and the soda someone spilled last night
only haphazardly swiping the mess around
sticky no longer, once I am done

Cleaning out the refrigerator
dumping last weeks unused produce
cursing because of the waste
realizing not much left in there after that
grocery store, next on the to do list

Standing at the end of the kitchen
admiring the gleaming countertops, stove and floor
enjoying the clean smell in the room
I turn towards the family room/office
and groan

More cleaning to do