I lifted my foot Until the muscles in my upper leg burned Pushing my leg out and down Waiting to feel the pressure Of my foot meeting the tile on which I move After forty minutes my core is screaming My workout? Walking. Trying not to drag my feet.
Author Archives: sickybeat
What is Persistence?
Persistence is failing. Over, And over, And over and over again. And persistence is giving up. And waiting out the bad And starting over. But still moving Even if it is backward.
Justice
The people who are supposed to be patriots Are hidden behind gear and weapons, And violence. While the people are hopeful, optimistic, And too worn To stand for ideals Which, are then left hollow. The system, the process will work, Because without the people, There is no nation .. right?? And yet, justice breaks, AndContinue reading “Justice”
Irritant
Every small sound Every large sound Every move And every reply you prepare Spark a rage I know it’s inappropriate To be angry at someone For nothing, But I cannot find the mindfulness To disengage So I sit in anger I watch the rage As if behind a two-way mirror And I move away fromContinue reading “Irritant”
Themes of Drama
Do your life’s problems have a theme? Is it money, medical, relationships That causes the majority of roadblocks to your goals? You know mine, well, one of them, Two, if I gave a clue, But life is not meant to be a murder mystery. The way to de-power the dark face of drama, is laugh.Continue reading “Themes of Drama”
I am Different, I *Still* Dream
I’ve always had ambition, Dreams, plans to make a difference. When I was little, I was going to be a nurse. Because nurses are nice to little girls. And then I realized how hard it was to hold small things, *looking at you needles 👁* Back then, I saw no ceiling on my dreams, noContinue reading “I am Different, I *Still* Dream”
Freud (Interpret That)
A brother-the chef Sisters- an artist, & a righteous loner with dreams as big as her heart Two moms and a “Hells Angels Santa, ” stepdad. And me Traveling somewhere, and nowhere, in Santa’s camper Strange harmony, but harmony As we travel to a Goodwill-ish store, Going through liquidation And selling whiskey. A dream simultaneouslyContinue reading “Freud (Interpret That)”
Retribution
The idea that tit-for-tat is justice, Is ludicrous. For the height that we start climbing, Is not equal. The hungry. The fearful for life. The cold and isolated, Will fight darkness with fire. And fire burns wildly. It doesn’t make fire evil, Or despicable. Fire is hot, And, with the proper support, We marvel atContinue reading “Retribution”
What is Friction?
That feeling, when something just rubs you the wrong way. As I read a book, That I had been for a while, On attachment theory, and related research. What can I say, #geek But chapter six, Feels as though it is Driiiiping with disdain for the other contributors. And, I started to notice a bubbleContinue reading “What is Friction?”
Insecurities
What if I don’t measure up? If I get there, and I’m exactly what people think of me on sight, Which is not much. Even though I know that I can do the job. The pressure of the steel ceiling which has yet been broken, Bears on my shoulders and neck. My job is toContinue reading “Insecurities”
