Your Superpower, Monthly Poetry Group

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It's time for the Monthly Poetry Group, hosted by Karen at Baking in a Tornado.  Participants write a poem about a topic one of us chose.  This month, our theme is Your Superpower and was chosen by Diane.  Be sure to go check out all the poems.

My Sweetie thinks i have a

really neat superpower,

i can find most anything

at almost any hour.

A candy had escaped his hand

one day while in the car,

although he'd looked a good while,

in 10 seconds i found that bar.

He swore there was no mayo,

anywhere in the fridge to be found,

i opened the door and grabbed it

from right in the foreground.

The bottle of spray cleaner

he could not find when needed,

"I already looked there!"

but i found it, his protests unheeded.

His glasses, wallet, keys and phone

all take turns hiding away,

and by their turns i find them

each and every day.

He thinks it's a superpower,

when he's panicked, it's a balm,

but the true fact is it's not so super,

it's because i am a mom!

The other participants:

Karen at Baking in a Tornado     

Diane at On the Border     

if You’re Happy and You Know It, Monthly Poetry Group

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It's time for the Monthly Poetry Group, hosted by Karen at Baking in a Tornado.  Participants write a poem about a topic one of us chose.  This month, our theme is If You're Happy and You Know It.  Be sure to go check out all the poems.

If you're a happy person

you'll make others happy, too,

it doesn't take much effort,

it's not very hard to do.

It starts with a sense of humor,

make sure you keep it handy,

for what others have done to you,

a bad memory is just dandy.

Try to enjoy little moments,

on grudges waste no time,

laugh a lot, apologize fast,

letting go is just sublime.

If you can make someone happy, do it

share the laughs and jokes,

and don't put your happiness key

in the pockets of other folks.

Even happy people have problems,

when I do, I just sing,

then I know my voice is worse than

any problems life can bring.

Life is too short for grudges,

love those who treat you right,

pray for those who don't,

in daily life, take delight.

If you're happy and you know it

you'll have that special glow

and everyone will see that

you let the gratitude flow.

The other participants:

Karen at Baking in a Tornado     

Diane at On the Border     

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Message Me: Monthly Poetry Group

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It's time for the Monthly Poetry Group, hosted by Karen at Baking in a Tornado.  Participants write a poem about a topic one of us chose.  This month, Karen chose Message Me.  Be sure to go check out all the poems.

If we don't need to talk but just

confirm something, like a meeting time,

could you please just message me,

that would be sublime.

Be careful with those messages, though,

and watch for evil autocorrect.

Sending the wrong thing might be funny

or it might put your life through heck.

I sent my Sweetie a selfie and asked

"Does this dress make my butt look big?"

Autocorrect changed his "Noo!" to "Moo!"

and I about sent him to the brig.

There are other messaging problems,

like acronyms I had to learn,

though I really didn't want to,

to use them you shouldn't spurn.

Since I really didn't know them,

I took time to message my son,

and when he responded back, I thought

this really won't be fun.

I asked, "What do these mean:

IDK,LY, and TTYL?"

He said, "I don't know, love you, talk to you later."

I sent back, "I'll ask your sister, she'll tell."

Be careful about that number

before you that message send,

if you don't check the number,

you just might scare a friend.

My son called in a panic,

asking me if something was wrong.

I told him all was well,

everything was coming along.

He said he'd received a message,

it said, "Hurry, call your mom!"

He'd dropped everything and done it,

such a message is like a bomb.

As we talked he looked again,

and realized it was a friend

who was trying to text his own brother

and didn't look before he hit send.

Yes, message me if it's short and sweet,

but first please do take care,

making sure of the words and acronyms,

and that you want to send it there.

The other participants:

Karen at Baking in a Tornado     

Diane at On the Border     

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Text Me, a Monthly Poetry Group Post

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It's time for the Monthly Poetry Group, hosted by Karen at Baking in a Tornado.  Participants write a poem about a topic one of us chose.  This month, Diane chose Your Favorite Text.  Be sure to go check out all the poems.

Please note i chose to read "text" meaning "text message" not "textbook" or "text passage from a book."  If that's not what she meant, i'm sorry.

With my favorite texts from Bigger Girl, i wrote an introductory poem to some of her texts, which pretty well stand on their own and which i could not make rhyme if you paid me.

Bigger Girl was working

at a vet's office where they

sometimes found new homes for pets

whose owners moved away.

This one dog was a sweetheart,

only one thing wasn't right,

when the dog got too excited

it would turn and then play bite.

Bigger Girl worked with her

while they tried to find her a home,

but wasn't having any luck,

then i got this text tome:

Hey, mom, thought you'd like to know that the dog that was left at work has found a home.  

Our new handyman adopted her, and I'm kinda salty about it because I spent hours trying to train this dog not to play bite and it took his 4-year-old two seconds by biting back.

Now the little girl and dog are inseparable and I am happy but also miffed that a preschooler managed to train a dog that's so dumb she'd have to study for three days to pass a urine test!

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Bigger Girl was home to visit

and she had gotten sick,

we took her to a Doc-in-a-Box

where they get you seen pretty quick.

Turned out to be an ear infection

so a prescription she did need,

she told them which pharmacy

but they did not give heed.

About having to go much further

for her script, she texted me she did feel,

"[They] couldn't pour water out of a boot

with instructions on the heel!"

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Bigger Girl and a friend were driving

across much of the country,

California to Louisiana has

a lot of sights to see.

They stopped at several National Parks

and had a wonderful time,

but the fabulous text she sent me,

just can't be put in rhyme:

Mom, we were driving in canyons and the road slopes so badly I told my friend she better get us safely out of this area because I was not planning to die going over a cliff with my best friend in a mojito green Jeep!

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Bigger Girl had a job which

just was not working out,

she was doing lots of part-time work,

she never lies about.

She also keeps her mind sharp

by learning lots of new things,

and when she steps out to do stuff,

such twists and turns that brings:

Hey, mom, the dog dentistry place wasn't working out.  They had me doing mostly desk work and kept me at part time.

Found my current position by accident.

I'm now head pastry chef at The Swedish Club (brought cookies to the Swedish wood carving class and the head chef at the club hired me).

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And from Mr. J, Becca's dad:

I'd just arrived Sunday morning,

it was a bit before dawn

'cause Becca seems to get up

very early in the morn.

Mr. J leaves almost as soon as

i get over to the house,

i give Becca her breakfast,

he sneaks out like a mouse.

He sent me a text that morning

that said "Your lights are still on,"

i hurried out to turn them off

so my battery wouldn't be gone.

I sent a text to thank him,

i really was excited

when his answer soon came back

"Didn't want you to be de-lighted!"

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The other participants:

Karen at Baking in a Tornado     

Diane at On the Border     

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