I could still eat a cheeseburger if I wanted to. I just can’t have them every day.Drew Carey
A one-line poem
Managers within my department know my work ethic–they can count on me–I have what they’re looking for; overachiever, can’t turn it off, even if I wanted to.
Author’s Note: This is a burden at times. I’ve gotten better about setting boundaries on what I will and will not do as requests completely out of my job description, but when folks know you can do something and do it well and are responsible too . . . Well, many tend to use you for what you can do.
A One-Lined Poem
This world challenges us–bends us–breaks us–sends us into spirals and down rabbit holes, but we always seem to remain whole; it’s our strength that’s unrelenting.
David, over at The Skeptic’s Kaddish (of a son) was so kind to host me as a feature for his Poetry Partners segment, and I love the poem he shared to accompany my words. It is an honor to share the same page with this awesome human being. I hope you enjoy the poem (s), lovely people.
Thank you again, David! What a great way to build community.
Poetry Partners #33
A poem by trE of ‘A Cornered Gurl’
the depth of love carries a torch of light it ushers in the kindness we need and lures fighters whose intentions are bright the heart a source not of stinginess or greed we long for understanding in this world our chances of finding it are slim but we hold on to faith unfurled peace will fill our hearts to the brim
A sevenling (I have recollections) by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’
I have recollections of lightheartedness, a weightless innocence, but more readily remember crushing heaviness. Now, my heart's mostly numb. It has gained understanding, as it has come to reject faith. Depth of love has been the primary constant... So, I direct others down a different path. 'Yes,' I smile, 'Just believe in yourself.'
winter snow whips through
blanketing the city streets
a late “White Christmas.”