Squeamish

Our priorities are different.
Their is no denying it.
You can't change some one.
I have learned that.
I can only hope.
Hope, that they will grow the fuck up.

The gardener

The river bed

The river bed holds a special place in my heart.
I think fondly of it's paved walks.
Running on the river bed is so relaxing.
Replacing each foot over, I run on the its road.
Peace rushes over me pacing the river bed.
Peace quenches my thirst on my journey.
Peace fills me up.
But stink fills my lungs.

Posy

I miss my dysfunctional posy.
We would ride through lakehood
And own the place.
Every party: free entry
Every weekend: free drinks
Every day: chitchatter
Lure, hook and sinker.

The Big Game

The International Policies of Climate Change.

This all sounds like one big Monopoly game.

An Addiction

Reasons

Humming Bird

A cloud lifted me here.
It was quiet and subtle, but steady.

Fog

Dear Fog,
If I wasn't...
If I could...
Then we might...
No, we most definitely would.

the generation who saw

I don't feel comfortable being the generation
who saw climate change coming,
could do something about it 
and yet stood around doing nothing.

No.

This is not going to work for me. 

Hawt Mess

change

It's time for a change. 
Prepare for chaos.

t-Time

There are two women sitting in my head...

Each jabbering on about which path I should take.

One screams for safety and security.
"You need a job" it yells. 
"How are you to pay the bills?
How will you have a quality life without income?"

My other demon cries for passion.
"Some one needs to stand up for the earth!"
"This person should be you,"
"Help the helpless Hannah"

Would I be able to hold onto my sanity 
Boxed in a room 
With numbers, paper and ink?

Can I survive without comfort?
Will saving the voiceless 
make struggles I cannot with stand?

Could I find my peace
with a balance of work and play?
Would I be able to crunch numbers
Whiles doing my share 
To save what I love?

What's the possibility of me
finding others who would fund my actions?
There is the possibility 
that I may find a great job of science. 
 
But basically, 
I'm sitting here shitting up a stress storm.

Is it better to not try and to not fail Or Is it better to try and fail?

HUM

The pounding in my ears began. All I could really hear was my gasping breaths and redundant heart beat. Over and over my feet pounded the ground, thud thud, they kept a steady pace. The sun had a dull feeling, shining down on my shoulders and necks, sitting behind a thin layer of clouds. Even the grass seemed to mock me, not giving a full bounce and making me push just that much harder. I pulled myself together and listened for the hum. The hum always arrived after the second mile and clams me down. It was not one singular sound, but a multitude of joining beats, my feet, my heart, the cracking leaves, the passing cars, my swishing ponytail, and the staggered breathing of my lungs... They all come together in waves, forming a pulsating hum in my ears, the hum of endurance. Listening to this unique sound, I dig into my reserve tank of strength and push on.

My feet hit the pavement with a sure thud. The tip of my pony tail beats in the air landing on my neck with a light smack. I’m running along the riverbed trail, so a light waft of stale water remains in the air around me. A swishing rhythm comes from my shorts passing with each stride.  The recurring in hale and exhale of my lungs becomes surer with each step I take. This is what I have trained for. This is my place in the world at this moment in time.  I do not claim perfection, but I wear the honor of perseverance. I am a fighter, a survivor. I am a cross country runner.  

Toys

I wonder if this world is just a game. In place for some 7year old god or goddess to waste their tiime on. Is it a wager between tween gods over which race will die out first or who's team member will be the last one standing when it all stops. No one knows. No one ever will know. Do i realy want to know the reality of the situation? I'm not sure.

A

Hannah's persian rug

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