All I can say is at least I have survived for now. Although Mrs, B still sounds like she is trying to cough up some kind of alien loogie monster. I swear, I expect to see that green mucus guy from the commercials fly across the room after a few of her ground shaking sneezes. …
Author: thebackyardpoet
I am The Backyard Poet and I warn you that, not only will I ramble on about nothing but, I have been known to stand upon my soapbox and rant about things I care nothing about just to hear the sound of my own voice. I will try to force my opinion upon anyone willing to pay the slightest attention.
Sharing is Not Always a Good Thing.
So...one of the side effects of cashiering in the retail environment is that we get to meet thousands of people every day. In the time allowed, we share little snippets of their lives. Sometimes we laugh. Sometimes we cry. It's creative inspiration for a self proclaimed poet. But the two things we share the most, is we …
Valentine’s Day
To My Valentine It’s not about gazing Into the eyes of a lover But standing side by side Sharing life with one another It’s not about a fancy house A fine cars or golden wedding band But how my heart begins to quake At the slightest touch of your hand It’s about the joy I …
Another Rant on Things No One Else Gives a Shit About
I overheard some co-workers the other day talking about how they can’t wait to go snow mobile riding this weekend. Here it is -19 Degrees (F) with a wind chill of under -40, snow and ice up to my nether region, and they want to go riding. Let me run a little test here…how old …
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Crying Hands
These once youthful, nimble fingers Have pinned diapers on your behind Swatted the misbehaving toddler When you got out of line Held your hand on the first day of school Applauded loudly as the graduate passed Waved goodbye when you moved on to face the world Prayed for your happiness to last Used words to …
100 Word Sunday – A Night Drive
Driving down country roads. Rocks and rubber singing in harmony. Rows of brown corn flash by and disappear behind us. You tune the radio and the melodies form images in our brains. We’re ready to Drift Away on the Midnight Train to Georgia. Your Killing Me Softly with your closeness. I whisper Give Me a Little Love, you sing …
Thanks for playing along, the year was…
1967 Well John and Mitchy were getting kind of itchy – (Creeque Alley, The Mamas and the Papas), cause it was kind of a drag – (Kind of a Drag - The Buckinghams)to not be groovin’ on a Sunday afternoon – (Groovin – The Rascals). So I said we’re going to San Francisco – (San …
Your Daily Fortune Cookie 2/2/2019
Most ideas will sound crazy, stupid and uneconomical and then they turn out to be right - Reed Hastings We all know the stories “That’s just a wild and crazy idea young man, no one with half a brain would ever pay good money for that. So take your ‘Pet Rock’, ‘Mood Ring’, ‘Bottled Water’, …
Do you remember the year?
Well John and Mitchy were getting kind of itchy, cause it was kind of a drag to not be groovin’ on a Sunday afternoon. So I said we’re going to San Francisco and I don’t care how much money I gotta spend, so we can fly. Here, the hometown looks the same but, you’re gonna …
Free Form Friday – My weekly rant about things that no one else gives a shit about
They Sold Your Soul There is a place that exists Between Hell and Heaven And we’re doing a tightrope balancing act On the center rail of humanity America I pledge allegiance but I can't tell anymore which country you are I’ve asked the questions but never get a straight answer There are times when I can feel the …
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