Notes Found On The Refrigerator February 2014

09 Feb

Self-pity is a stone

thrown on a still pond

 that ripples only misery

with everything it touches;

eventually to dissolve, I suppose,

on the banks among the reeds

before the pond returns

 to its peaceful





The snake has legs

carries a dagger in its  boot

curled up to the warmth of its prey

plays heads or tails with a two-faced coin.

You know it has slipped in

when you hear the closing  door

awakening with a  dagger in your chest.

It’s best to forgive, be forgiven, and forgit.

Good-night, now shoo! Git.




Who dares give shit to the dishwasher for dropping a dish?




I’m not talking about beating the piss out of something

to straighten out dents!


I’m still a romantic;

a flower, a kiss,

a small candy heart

that says in fading blue letters

“I love you.”

A card or two

even if it’s from your mother

just another remarkable reminder,

in addressing the word “you.”




regardless, of your creativity fella,

it still needs to be somewhat refined

as raw gold, or silver, or coal, and

in this particular instance

even mud. 

 oh, up your nose with a rubber hose!

Oh, oh, “F” plus 




Traveling the birds path that leaves no trail

the sickle of time, the cycle of life,

became ripples from a circle in my eyes.

The splash has wet my face.

I morn less for time and change,

awakened to see

what the center had to divide.

Learning to put things where they belong;

most of them, I found,

empty under my wings.


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8 responses to “Notes Found On The Refrigerator February 2014

  1. dsnake1

    February 10, 2014 at 9:55 am

    oh man, nuggets of wisdom again!
    no, i would not say anything to that dishwasher. 🙂
    and i really liked what you said about love.


  2. Madhumakhi

    February 9, 2014 at 10:17 pm

    I liked your note on self pity the best. When the tough gets going the going gets tough.


  3. Loredana Donovan

    February 9, 2014 at 7:37 pm

    Great notes! The ones on self-pity and love are my favorites. And that darn dishwasher … Smiles 🙂


  4. scotthastiepoet

    February 9, 2014 at 6:44 pm

    Hey, There is some real good stuff here, like:

    “Self-pity is a stone

    thrown on a still pond…”

    “…most of them, I found,

    empty under my wings.”

    Your writing has real reach, depth and energy – always worth dropping by for… With Best Wishes Scott


  5. Sherry Blue Sky

    February 9, 2014 at 1:27 pm

    Fantastic notes! The stone in a still pond is a great hook! Love those lines. And love as beating out the dents – wowzers, intense! Have tried that a time or two – never worked:) I most love finding things “empty under my wings”. I LOVE these wise notes!!!!


  6. Gabriella

    February 9, 2014 at 1:19 pm

    Great set of notes!


  7. Mary

    February 9, 2014 at 1:05 pm

    Can’t argue with these!


  8. brian miller

    February 9, 2014 at 12:17 pm

    ha. some really cool facets to these….i am fond of the single line shit to the dishwater….we def blame the external for our own downfalls…the self-pity rippling out…the beating the piss out of something to straighten the dents, in the wrong light is def not love…its not feeling the need to fix, always—for sure…



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