Blow Off Some Steam

the toddler has a tantrum

the tempest tosses the sea

roller coaster emotions

make a hormonal mess of me

where do I expend this energy

focused like the laser beam

drive the locomotive

really blow off some steam

Pandemic Fashion

Before going for a walk I finally change out of my pandemic uniform -

Husband's over sized baggy black sweatshirt with the frayed cuffs
Brown cotton leggings that have a tiny hole in the thigh,
One of the many Aliki dresses - so comfy, and pockets!
The purple Tibetan prayer shawl, 

Rescued from the neighbors's free box.

I might dab on some make-up

Before a Zoom session,
But it's much easier to just use 

The enhanced setting.

I rarely wear shoes anymore -
Maybe the fake Ugg boots if it's chilly,
I miss my black leather Danskos.

I've removed half a dozen bracelets,
Unclasped the jade Kuan Yin pendant,
Slipped off each silver rings one by one,
Tend to forget to put in nose rings,
Let alone a dozen earrings.

Right now,

My main accessory,
Seems to be

Cat hair.

Soul Gardening

Waking up from dormancy,

Fertilized with green tea.

Bulbs burst into daffodils,

Paperwhites unfold,

Weeding out last night's dreams.

Deadheading the nightmares.

Left with the compost of my mind,

Time to repot, time to transplant,

Spring is almost here.

Time to change the 

Clocks, time

To dig a little 

Bit deeper.

Inner Coach

There is a voice inside my head,

My inner coach, here's what she said:

You can do it, you've done it before,

You're getting better, you're upping the score.

Be patient with yourself, learn to believe in you,

Have faith in the process, you know what to do,

You're being active, alive and well,

Taking care of the garden, making sure your husband is swell.

The cats are happy, the house is clean,

You're getting things done in this time of in between

Wildfires, elections, and covid-19,

Protest, people being mean.

So be kinder to yourself, be gentle my dear,

Pay attention to the truth, let go of the fear.

Take a walk every day, drink more water, less wine,

Keep loving yourself and it'll all be just fine.

You are doing exactly what you need to do,

You're having fun using your talents a new,

So expect that you'll live to be 104,

And in that good night you'll gently shut the door.

Impeachment Blues

While I believe in all things empirical 

Trump getting convicted will surely be a miracle 

Hard enough to convince a jury of 12,

17 Republicans sitting on the shelf.

I do hope to see Trump rot in jail,

Maybe better brooding in a self-imposed hell,

Deutsche Bank takes the Trump tower,

Who else will strip him of his power?

Mar-a-Lago, golfing in Scotland,

Acting like nothing's wrong, that's right man.

Every narcissist thinking like it's all swell,

Look at poor Ghislaine Maxwell.

There is no real trial by jury,

Everyone checks Twitter for the flurry, 

Epstein didn't kill himself, 

Yet another casualty on the shelf.

Of all the rewards, Trump trophies -

One more year of Covid-19,

Let's keep tally, how many are dead -

All are on Donald Trump's head,

Let alone the January insurrection, 

Riled by his lies continuously resurrected, 

He didn't win the last popular vote, nor the one before, 

His ire is that of the last election, bringing national discord.

His hate is worse than the pandemic, 

More virulent than the plague,

From BLM to disable folks not getting the vaccine,

And has Breonna ever been redeemed?

The spread of lies has brought a whole country down, 

But how we love to watch this orange haired clown,

So I sit, and observe the trial,

I wonder what will be final.

Thank the goodness for the few willing to stand,

They are what makes America Grand,

Not addicted to their party, but the truth, 

Hopefully they will act forsooth.

Farmers and essential workers are finally getting the shots,

While Mom and Pop businesses still continue to close up shop.

All this and more is what I know to be true,

I've got another case of the impeachment blues.

Pandemic Haikus

Punctuation
After three years of
Chronicling menopause
I get my period

Twenty Seconds

Dress, glasses, flip flops

Cats, keys, what I can carry

Evacuation

Pandemic Postcard
Pat my lap, the cat
Chooses to sit next to me
Feline distancing

Little Corner Store

Turning my back on

Promise of chips and beer, damn

I forgot my mask

10/4/2020
Dearest Lisa G.
How do you feel now that Trump
Has COVID-19?

New Normal

Don’t feel like cooking

Hope husband will do it

Bless Delivery