Dear annoyance...

I really think this next poem I wrote is cute.  And VERY true.  Cats tend to not enjoy being bothered by annoying things.  Particularly puppies, small children, kittens, etc.  I'm not saying that all cats are like this, but you know how cats can be moody when it is during a time when they are wanting to be left alone.  That's what this poem is about.  I got some inspiration from a little doodle that my sister did and sent on the back of a card she sent me last summer.  It has a little girl carrying a rather grumpy cat awkwardly.  You can tell by the look on the cat's face that it did not particularly want to be picked up.  So, to go along with the poem, I've also added a picture of my cat, Tuna.  In this picture I had just put on her brand new jingle bell collar.  She didn't seem happy once I was finished.  Hahaha

Dear annoyance…

I do not like you.

Now go away.

I do not want

To run and play.

I don’t have time

For games and toys.

Besides, you’re making

Too much noise.

I’d much prefer

A quiet nap

Or some tasty

Morsel or scrap.

Some catnip and bed

That ‘s warm and soft.

No.  I won’t share.

Scram!  Buzz off.

A feline needs

Her beauty sleep.

Therefore, be quiet.

Don’t make a peep.

I do not like you.

Can’t you see?

So, please, will you

Stop pestering me?

bed

I had said a while back that I was going to write another poem without rhyme.  Here is the product.  I'm rather tired and looking forward to bed, so maybe that's where I got my idea and inspiration.  I also wanted to play around with capitalization, punctuation and overall format.  I felt that with this poem it worked out rather well.  I hope you enjoy it.  Goodnight everyone!

bed

bed

a bed is a place

a place to rest

for sleep

naps
relaxation

dreaming

wishing

a bed is a place

 for making love

spooning

affection

closeness

intimacy
it is a place

a place for

contemplation

reflection

meditation

prayer
a bed is a place

a place to

recover

heal

cry

recuperate
bed

a bed is a place

a place where i would like to be

Untitled Love Poem

Untitled Love Poem

He’s my drug and my addiction.

He’s my disease and my affliction.

But it’s a bug I don’t mind catching.

My heart each day he is snatching.

Days are brighter with him.

Without him, blue skies would be dim.

He calls me beautiful every day.

And that only makes me want to stay

Even longer in his embrace

And give one more kiss on his face.

I smile more with him in sight.           

To make what we have work, I’m willing to fight.

Come what may, I will make it last.

I’ve fallen for him and it happened fast.

I never thought it could be like this.

He had my heart before the first kiss.

Each day with him ends up the best.

I’m in love.  Who would’ve guessed?

Here's a cheesy, corny, mushy, love poem for you guys.  I wrote this one during the summer of 2010 as well.  I think it could be worked on here or there, but I think it's still pretty good.  Maybe, I'll try another love poem sometime.  See if I've gotten any better.  :-P

Mothers Are Important People

This is for all the mom's out there, including my own wonderful mother.  I love you, mom!  Happy Mother's Day!  You have blessed Hannah and I so very much and given us an abundance of love to us both.  Thank you for all that you have done!  Isn't my family cute too?  :-)

Mothers Are Important People

A mother is a very important person in your life.

Not only is she your mom, but she is also your dad's wife.

She is loving to your father and a mother to you.

But she is really many things.  I'll quickly name a few.

She can be a doctor when you are sick or if you are ill.

She can be a master chef who always keeps your tummy filled.

A mother is a seamstress sewing buttons and patching holes.

And when playing in the snow she will make sure you don't catch cold.

A mother is a teacher with many lessons to give.

Anything from the ABC's to how life should be lived.

At your team's soccer game she is your cheering squad.

She'll show her support even if your game is flawed.

A mother is a super hero who fights evil sludge and slime.

She uses her super powers to clean things off of filth and grime.

A mother is a shoulder to cry upon at night

When bad dreams scare you or when mean monsters give a fright.

A mother gives you many things, which I could speak of,

But perhaps the best of these is that she gives you love.

The Leech

The Leech

I have only one thing to preach
To you about the thing the leech.
He is the happiest when you bleed.
But, only because he has the need
To suck your blood and stay alive.
He has to so he can survive.
You may think that he carries disease,
But you only get ill from ticks, flies, and fleas.
So if upon you a leech is drinking
Before removing him do some thinking.
He's only hungry.  So let him stay.
And when he is full, he'll go away.

I don't know.  Leeches.  Weird.  Random.  It just came to me and this is what I got from it.  I'd still probably remove a leech from me if ever I found one.  And they do, at least I'm pretty sure, they carry disease.  :-P  What do you all think of the poem?  Definitely interesting.