Stuck In A Dream

abstract art
was on the walls
the floor was slowly giving way
to a pool of bright clear water
shining like diamonds on the sand
and people I didn’t know
would stop and say hello
while dripping paint behind
in a funny sort of silhouette
then the moons did catch my eyes
as they rose next to the sun
the art got up and walked away
and the water flowed up to the sky
leaving me behind
in an unknown hallway
feeling about to cry

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – abstract

Mumbles … public

Everyone, at some point in their life, should have to do two jobs. Any job having to do with working with the public. And also a little time in a food service job. They both teach you a lot about how to be a better customer, because there are some of us when placed in the public pool that act completely rude.

I have had jobs with the public both early (a paper carrier complete with collections needed on the route) and late (a cashier at a discount store) in life, and I can’t say one time was easier than the other. But I sure learned things about people in both situations.

People don’t think… they just speak. Favorite story working in retail was a slow day (a lot of them were) and a customer approached me looking for lint rollers. I easily directed her to the ones right by the check outs. She stared at the package (which pictured a dog and cat) and asked if it removed anything besides pet hair. While I WANTED to say no, it leaves everything else behind, I did say and point out on the label where it removed dirt, dust, hair, lint, the usual things a lint brush removes. But she had been dead serious when she asked if it took more than pet hair off. She just didn’t think.

I learned a few things in food service too. First of all it can be a lot of hard work if you are in a busy popular restaurant. I worked at both a popular restaurant and a fast food place. People can be downright rude about their food. The wait staff and kitchen have no problems with food being sent back, but do it in a nice tone. I recall on more that one occasion getting cheeseburgers sent back for no cheese… hello, that is called a hamburger then, don’t order it as a cheeseburger. And there are always those who don’t actually read the menu and act surprised when their food comes out with something on it they didn’t want. READ the menu, don’t just look at the pictures.

Sadly there are things I do now that I no longer work that make me cringe inside. Believe me cashiers have heard MANY times, “Do you need something to do?” “Are you working here?” (this one is usually asked when in full “uniform”) and the most popular “If there is no price it must be free?” And I should know better than to use those tired sayings, but I still catch myself every once in a while doing so.

Before I stop my mumbling for the day… remember the carts do NOT magically move themselves into the line up. If you want cashiers at registers instead of moving carts around, try putting them away on the way out the door… all the way away, not three steps from the other carts. (Sorry a huge pet peeve of mine when I worked). And when a cashier asks you how your day is, yes it is their job, but if they are a decent cashier, they really do hope you found everything ok. Have a nice day!

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – public

The Poem

I keep it hidden
Deep inside a drawer
The one thing you ever gave me
It was a poem written for me
In the darkness of the night
One of longing and love
And a little bit of passion
It was just before I lost you
To the injustice of the day to day
When someone ran a red light
And took you from me
I trace the handwritten words
Every once in a while
Remembering your strong hands
And the way you touched my skin
Then tenderly I return it
To the safety of its home
Until I need that reminder
Of how real our love once was

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – drawer

Welcome Home

The vacation was over and David was headed home. He was unlocking the door to his apartment and thought he smelled something odd. It was not a pleasant smell, but maybe the neighbors were just cooking some exotic new dish and the odor was only unfamiliar. Then he swung the door open and got a whiff of something strong. Trying not to inhale too deeply he stepped inside and closed the door. The smell was sickening and he had to find its source. He approached the kitchen and found the smell was stronger. Then he realized the gentle ticking of his wall clock could not be heard. He tried the light switch and nothing happened. It was then he realized all the food in his refrigerator had spoiled. He knew he should have had a friend check in on the place while he was gone for a month. He would never go on vacation again without leaving his key with someone. A freezer half-full of meat and groceries wasted, he was glad it hadn’t been fully stocked.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – whiff

Foxy Friend

Frank’s fox was fierce
showing fearsome fangs
Frank’s fox was fast
frolicking in the field
Frank’s fox was frantic
fighting feral felines
Frank’s fox feasted
feeding on fried food
Frank’s fox found friendship
with a fox from Freemont
Frank’s fox is now a father…

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – fierce

History

my past comes back in waves
from a former love in my life
he’s the one that got away
the one that still holds my heart
the one I can never replace
but he is happy now
in the arms of another
and knowing he is doing well
has become enough for me
to wish him well and close the page
on that chapter of my history
with little regret
and lots of fond memories
for the man who blessed my life

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – former