Its that kind of day
When life goes its own way
The Coffee had salt
I swear, it wasnt my fault
The knife fell on its tip
And my toe it did nip.
Hot oil flew out of the wok
Burning a hole in my sock
Dinner was charred
Shiny utensils, marred.
My brain took a walk
Lost its way back to the skull dock.
Its been that kind of day
I hunker and hope it doesnt stay.
6 comments:
oh goodness, I KNOW those days!
excellent write Rahsmi!
Yesterday was really klutzy...Glad its done.. Thank you Danette. :) I am having trouble with sitting down to write coherently.
I think at salty coffee, I might have left the kitchen for the day. Go takeout ...;-)
Here is an idea I have been entertaining lately.... The earth has shifted.. It is waiting for us to catch up.. we are in high gear in an evolutionary sense. This is causing all sorts of upheavals within our operating system, and most certainly plays havoc on our comfort zones. Everything in our worlds as individuals is taking a giant leap out of this idea of individualism per se and stepping into a collective point of view... When we do this our awareness takes a giant leap as we question our own intentions here and most importantly create in our awareness the ideas of victim and perpetrator...which in reality , in a dual sense , is one and the same .. It is a partnership, and a deterrent to growth.
Where it gets really interesting is when we separate and look at ourselves and see the partnership as an agreement. Breaking the agreement is the key. We can do that at any time.. We have the unbreachable priveledge of choice.
I am having this kind of a day today
let,s hope it won't stay...
jo
Humorous rhymes withing the day - it's light as well as witty.
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