“Prayers for Nebraska’s flood victims much appreciated!”
The scene was set, the curtains closed,
the action – long and drawn out.
Midnight was approaching, and my joy lay open and empty,
right in front of my anticipatory face.
With slow hand, I lightly pinched the pen
between two warm fingers and one clumsy thumb.
Mindlessly, I felt my way around the wet ink’s slippery slopes,
making sexy doodles with the target close at hand.
Whispering sweet nothings into the fold between the lines,
I cautiously bit the end of the pen,
and waited for the word…any word at all.
Eventually, after what seemed to be
an excruciatingly lengthy period,
I got the word, and carefully did I jot it down.
Then oh, so smoothly, I brought the topic up
again…and again…and again.
Something told me not to stop,
not to move from that very spot.
I obediently listened to that voice from up above,
as it got louder with each and every stroke I made amply enough.
After a few easy to come by words,
more and more came as if in haste.
The scribbling picked up its pace,
as did the breathing, which was only natural.
True, my handwriting got a little messy,
but I did manage to get most of it down,
word after feverish word.
It does so happen sometimes –
situations can and do get turned around for the better.
Well, the climax to the story finally nailed me,
and the only thing left to do was to polish it up a bit.
having spent every last drop of my reserved psychic energy,
I hit the hay, resting my case.
February 14, 2019 marks my 10th Anniversary @ WordPress!
What a long strange trip it’s been, but well worth the ride.
HaPPy VaLenTine’s DaY to all my family and friends!
Peace and luvz, Uncle Tree ♥ From the beginning…Post #1:
Celebrating Uncle Tree’s 10th Anniversary @ WordPress!
February 14, 2019
I’m so glad you stopped!
Yes, I’ve been felled and can’t get up.
I never intended to cross the road.
The other side never looked greener.
I do hope you welcome the detour.
You’ll find a knife in the fork just ahead.
In a minute, you can leave your mark.
Carve your initials into my bark.
Now add a plus sign for good measure.
Then under that – the name you treasure.
Surround them both with a human heart,
Captured in love, in rapture thou art.
No skin off my back, I feel no pain.
‘Tis good to be on the road again!