Game Day

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A familiar score
Belts The Star-Spangled Banner
Jets soar above
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A coin toss kicks off
Bets with a fifty-fifty
Popular wager
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It’s the food and drinks
Commercials and half-time shows
Pools that I adore
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Win or lose we choose
To feed greedy appetites
With our traditions

~Haiku string poem

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Reunited ~ #OctPoWriMo 1 of 31

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Seasons will certainly change in a haze
People will need to part their own ways
Separated by time and distance
Engaged in personal commitments
Never forgotten over prolonged days

Persistent like the cool autumn breeze
Covering ground and dancing in the trees
True friends reunite and share some wine
Laughing and reminiscing of good times
As if yesterday, not missing a beat

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It - Pennywise the Dancing Clown (2013)

It – Pennywise the Dancing Clown (2013)

Finally, I can sit back and relax and tip my glass as the boys begin to play their games.  Perched on a lawn chair, with other spectators, I await the spectacular fire-show that is about to unfold. It is about time to see the pretty lights.  The sun is almost set, and it sits behind me to the west. The air is calm, and the only breeze that kisses my bare knees is from the little feet that stir-up the air as they run around me. I fidget in my seat and scratch like I have fleas. The blasted heat is stifling, the abnormal humidity is suffocating and so I must drink, you see, to get some relief.  I am woman, so my skin is dewy and wet, and don’t you dare call it sweat if you know what is best because at some point you too will need to rest, I bet. I try not to scratch, but the blasted gnats are out to attack. This aliment could have been easily remedied; if only I had remembered to purchase some repellent.

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Wishing everyone in the US a nice long holiday weekend, but remember to be safe and sane!  Also,  be sure to keep your illegal and homemade explosives separated, so that you don’t get caught red-handed and slapped with a hefty fine. Lastly, if you are going to drive – please be responsible.  🙂   HAVE FUN!

Very Inspiring Blogger, Lighthouse and Awesome Blossom Award

I’m feeling very fortunate to receive the following awards from the incredibly talented Bruisedbelly over at The Migraine Chronicles whose words of poetry speak to me on so many levels.  Thank you for the recognition, awards, and most importantly inspiring me through every post.

Awards and information can be found here:  “It Is What It Is” …… Awards this year!! | It Is What It Is .

“Very Inspiring Blogger Award”

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The Rules – Display the award, tell seven things about yourself, and pass along.

Seven trivial things about me: 

I’m the oldest of four

I refuse to read nonfiction for pleasure 

My first job was as an Animal Health Technician

After all these years I’m still partial to Punk-Rock and Danzig

My favorite color besides black is pink – all shades

I’ve worked for the same employer 17 years

I spoil my German Shepard rotten

 

“The Lighthouse Award”

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Rules for this Award – Display the Award, share three ways you like to help other people, nominate other bloggers (there is no limit) and inform your nominees of their Award nominations.

Three ways I like to help others

When I encounter someone down on their luck, I like to give what I can, when I can, which includes a simple smile and a few bucks.

I enjoy lifting others up with words of encouragement.

Lending a hand or an ear when needed.

“Awesome Blossom Award”

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The rules for the Awesome Blossom Award are – Thank the person who nominated you and link back to them. Put the award’s logo on your blog. Nominate 10 Bloggers and tell them by leaving a comment on their blog.

My nominees for these awards go to:

Participation is completely optional and if you choose not to accept these, for whatever reasons, please know that seeing your words posted in my reader inspires me everyday.

 

 

 

 

Amends

Constantly on the go

Never time to simple be

Nor time to be in sync with reality

Reflections on when it all began

A time ago, we use to be friends

Now all we do is pretend

As if we don’t want it to end

At last, you ask me for an amends, and

This really all depends

If you’re willing to fight

A lack of drive, or

Sincere willingness to try

Then I want to say – goodbye

If you my dear, are sincere

Then show me the drive, and

Willingness to survive with

An Ability to forgive, and

A desire to mend a torn heart

Then friends shall be reborn, and

Our love will last until the end