Mumbles … Dogmatic

Hello everyone… here I am stuck on another prompt.  Well, I can’t exactly say I am stuck.  I only have one thought in my head, and it just keeps repeating with no new direction I can run with it.  So, here I am to tell you, I saw a bumper sticker once that said, “My karma ran over your dogma.”  I know what you’re thinking, “But the word you should be working on is not dogma it is dogmatic.  Can’t say that I have ever uttered a sentence with that word in it.

I could always take another route and mention the movie Dogma… but here again that is only the root word and I have only seen the movie once a LONG time ago.  So much for idea number two!

Looking for quotes gave me a strike three and I am out… which reminds me.  Did any of you watch the Field of Dreams baseball game this week?  Pretty cool they way it all happened.  Never thought I would hear a baseball game where the commentator said the ball went into the corn field.  Never thought I would be able to watch (on TV only) a live MLB game from within the state.

Now that I have explained what I am not going to do.  I will finish this and post it as I am nodding off writing it.   I hope you go into the new week with positive thoughts and lots of hope. 

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

Return the Favor

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I can see her cry

And it breaks my heart

I see him struggle

And I want to help

I know they are in trouble

And I want to save them

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So many of the people I love

Are caught in times of trouble

Cancer, death, pain, and homelessness

I am sympathetic to all

And so deeply sad as there is little I can do

To ease their pain and sorrow

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I try to lend an ear

I will listen to all they say

I lend a shoulder and tissue

To collect all of their tears

I want to be there for them

As they have been there for me

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

Mumbles … Ruler

I tried to think of a story to write… it came out like Sleeping Beauty.  I tried to write a poem.  It just sounded lame.  I am having a rough night fighting my depression and no words seem right.  I am not really thinking clearly.  So I struggle with what to write and senseless babbling seems to be the winner again.

I never had the teachers who would wrap you knuckles with a ruler.  I have never met the ruler of any nation.  I occasionally use a ruler to draw a straight line though.  And that is about all I can say about rulers.

I hope you all don’t mind such a short post.  I have my first pool therapy in the morning, so I need to get some sleep.  Maybe words of wisdom will hit me tomorrow.  I can only hope!

 

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

Is It Just Me

I am like everyone else

I want love

I want to be needed

I want to matter in someone else’s life

But is the heartache and tears

Worth the struggle

Or am I just the abnormal one

Who finds more work than support

Sees more take than give

Feels more hurt than help

In every chance I’ve had at love

 

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

I Surrender

I give up
Hands in the air
I admit defeat
I hope you don’t care
That I thought
And I thought
And the right words
I found naught
But it is hard to find
A word that could rhyme
With euphemism
In such short time
So I put down words
Of my struggle today
And hope that tomorrow
Will be a more productive day

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge – euphemism

Foggy Days

Sometimes it is hard to be present
Alive and focused on the here and now
The fog drifts though my head
and life takes on a haze
I read something three times
Before I finally understand
I struggle for the right words
To say what I really mean
I often just stay silent
Because the fog is bad at the time
Don’t take it as a shunning
It’s a problem with my mind
All I can do is take a deep breath
And gently try again

 

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

The Struggle Is Real

Neophyte

What a fright

What can I do

The word split me in two

One side determined

The other undermined

So I struggle again

With I can’t or I can

And come up with trash

And nothing with class

You’ll have to settle

For what I got with sheer mettle

This is the best I can do

With only a day to work through