The same old routine

Nothing is ever new

We pass each other in the hall

And there is no passion at all

You go to work

And I am left alone

But it really isn’t much different

Then when you’re at home

Because when you’re here

Life is so humdrum

Our big excitement

Is a trip to the store

The same old routine

Nothing is ever new

Maybe it’s time to try

A life without you


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

Right and Wrong

I am often at war with myself

Struggling between happy and sad

But now I am caught in a new battle

Between right and wrong

Is it wrong to want to be loved

Is it right to say I am lonely

Is it wrong to think of him

Is it right to think we are over

Is it wrong to hope for the future

Is it right to regret the past

So many questions with no answers

I sit and struggle with life and love

As the war rages on inside my heart and head

All I know is I never stopped loving him

And I feel like I don’t belong here anymore


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


If I had my choice

I would pick you

But you made that choice

And tore us apart

Before we even started


If I had my choice

I would pick you

Our friendship had been

Like a breath of fresh air

But you up and left


If I had my choice

I would pick you

You made me happy

And took away my pain

But you left anyway


My choice was you

To share eternity with

I picked you as my one

The only one I would love

But now I must choose again


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

Turning the Tables

She hears your voice

When you first wake up

That half tired

Deep morning mumble

That sounds so sexy


She sees you first

Fresh out of the shower

Hair still wet

Towel around your waist

Smelling of soap


She tastes your

Lingering breakfast

As you get ready for work

The same every morning

Toast with jam and cream in your coffee


She starts her day with you

Embraced in a hug

A passionate goodbye kiss

And an “I love you babe”

With that sultry smile of yours


I settle for

A hello and a grin

And a “what was your name”

While dreaming it was me with you

And she who was the one jealous


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

Some Day

the factors of depression

rip at my insides

there is fear and loneliness

pulling at my heart

keeping me away from

friends who are dear

afraid I will upset them or

thinking they don’t really care

there is regret and embarrassment

I am always doing it wrong

the one to blame and

the one who never dared

to take the chance

there is also shame

to scold me and what I am

there is lots of sadness and pain

tears flow too often

leaving a river of doubt

and daily I ache

from head to toe

yes, depression rips at me

and I fear it will win some day


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

Is It The End

Our love is in jeopardy

The tenderness has slipped away

The passion left long ago

And the silence looms in the air

It is like walking on eggshells

Tiptoeing around land mines

Afraid to break our love down further

But once something is broken

It will never be the same

You and I are completely disconnected

It’s beyond not seeing eye to eye

To save us from more pain

We should just say goodbye


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

Back Handed Compliments

So I was checking in with my reader feed and found an interesting post from Fandango over at This, That, and The Other.  It was just a post of the back of his hand, with a challenge to see everyone’s hands.  Not shy to raise my hand, I decided to share my slightly puffy hand with you all.  Please join in and add the tag #myhand to your post along with a link back to Fandango’s post to be sure we can all be seen.  …hey, what else are you going to do on Friday with time to kill?

Back Handed

It’s Not My Fault

“Don’t give me that.  I will not be your scapegoat,” she shouted at him.

“I didn’t say you were solely to blame, but you had a say in things too,” he turned towards her as she moved across the room.  “It might have been ok if you hadn’t been so pushy.”

“Pushy?  I will show you pushy,” she said as she walked directly towards him.

He put his hands up and held her shoulders so she couldn’t reach him.  He responded, “Let’s not make this physical.  It is not worth it.”

“Fine,” she said and stormed out the door.


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

Mumbles … Gaffe

I want to know, who are these people who go frame by frame through shows like Game of Thrones to find a gaffe?  The big finale of Game of Thrones was disappointing I hear (PLEASE no spoilers I have not seen any of this final season yet), but I have heard more about the water bottle than anything else.  Mistakes happen.  I think there are people on the set who are supposed to spot those kinds of errors before they end up on film.  But back to my original question, who watches a show frame by frame to find those blunders?  It obviously is someone with a lot of time on their hands.  I don’t see where there is any money in it, is it “fun” to do?  I guess I will never understand people and how some of them get their kicks.


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