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Bluesy Socrateaser
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since 11-07-2002
Posts 1332
In The Mirror


75 posted 12-30-2017 10:58 PM       View Profile for Bluesy Socrateaser   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Bluesy Socrateaser

Happy Birthday dear
Sixty is a grand old age
Savor your big day

Quite a description
Growing older can be fun
Fun comes from the heart

You’re right about that
Things could always be much worse
For some it sure is

Women grow older
much more gracefully than men
Old men are cranky

No matter their age
They want so much attention
Like “Cynical poem”

Women and ‘make-up’
makes me think they care for self
more than hiding self

Wearing new clothing
also feels good to oneself
and some new perfume

Was it your first time?
No! Not that Lori Rhoden!
I mean the ‘smartphone’!

If you get “Schmit faced”
write about it tomorrow
I could use a laugh

Just stay out of jail
and don’t start any bar fights
that you can’t finish!

...See ya

...just bein' Bluesy

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Rara Avis
since 10-10-2009
Posts 8640
Fair to middlin'


76 posted 01-04-2018 05:54 AM       View Profile for Lori Grosser Rhoden   Email Lori Grosser Rhoden   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lori Grosser Rhoden

Time is out of hand,
fell out of my old routine
writing by wayside

It happens sometimes
I get out of whack and pause
but I am okay.

juggling new ball
because of the holidays
then I dropped one

Xmas and birthday
they could not have been better
I felt very spoiled

Work is killing me.
too much going on right now.
busy or I'm bored.

Deadlines to be hit
My work depends on others
ARG! Last minute change.

Where does the time go?
I have to get ready now.
Oh, THIT! (thank Heaven it's Thursday)
Bluesy Socrateaser
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since 11-07-2002
Posts 1332
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77 posted 01-05-2018 03:05 AM       View Profile for Bluesy Socrateaser   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Bluesy Socrateaser

Relax Miss Lori
I’m not a priority
It’s a brand new year

You had a good time
So much more yet to come
“Whack” without pausing

So you’re back to work
I guess it went kind of fast
It happens each year

They call them “deadlines”
‘cause they really can kill you
Not reasonable

Now more time has gone
and the battle cry begins
Yay! ‘TGIF’

Enjoy your weekend
It’s here for your good pleasure
Make the most of it!

...See ya!

...just bein' Bluesy

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Rara Avis
since 10-10-2009
Posts 8640
Fair to middlin'


78 posted 01-07-2018 07:56 AM       View Profile for Lori Grosser Rhoden   Email Lori Grosser Rhoden   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lori Grosser Rhoden

Where did the time go?
It is Sunday already.
Read about my hair?

That is my big deal
for this weekend of leisure,
laundry and dishes.

Wrote two poems today
3 if you count this Haiku.
I am on a roll.

Been constipated
figuratively speaking,
about my writing.

Don't like that I am
only writing about me.
Better'n nut'n.

Would like to write more
about the insanity
of America.

Don't want to debate,
just share my anxiety,
offer ideas.

I d'know, I'm blank.
We wormed the cat last night.
Ate Lil' Smokies.

My life is boring,
except for daughter's drama,
antics of cat, dog.

Can't forget TV.
It is always on it seems.
Love it when it's off.

Did I tell you that
New Year's we turned in early?
No big deal to us.

Did I tell you I
got rings for my birthday?
Name, birthdate-grandkids.

They are just shiny silver
with the letters stamped in them,
say Heidi & Case.

Heidi is 3 now.
Case is just a year in Oct.
Case 4 lbs. lighter.

Wear rings all the time
on my right, naughty finger.
I show them off too.

That's all from wee Niles.
My peaceful little village.
Hope you're sleeping well.

see ya...

Bluesy Socrateaser
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since 11-07-2002
Posts 1332
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79 posted 01-10-2018 04:44 AM       View Profile for Bluesy Socrateaser   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Bluesy Socrateaser

I read of your hair
Or is it your hair that’s red?
You must let me see!

Get the camera
Time for a new Pip picture
with your new hairdo!

“Laundry and dishes”
is not for you anymore
You’re now like Sheba!

Sheba could write poems
So there’s no reason you can’t
Two a day is good

‘ku’s are a cool form
Big ideas in few words
Lean and to the point

Suppositories
“figuratively speaking,”
help me write a lot

I would like to read,
but I don’t do politics
Can’t vote anyway

I like to debate,
but mostly I’m quite obtuse
I do it for fun!

Your life is boring?
What would you like it to be?
Write some about that

Less television
produces more poetry
Better of the two!

I don’t do New Years
But I will when Linny’s home
Just ten more month’s now

Not much more to go
I’m so excited for her
She paid a high price

I’ll buy her a ring
Linny’s birthstone is Ruby
My own is Opal

“That's all” for tonight
Nice ‘chatting’ with you, Lori
Pleasant dreams, my dear!

see ya…  


...just bein' Bluesy
Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Rara Avis
since 10-10-2009
Posts 8640
Fair to middlin'


80 posted 01-13-2018 07:37 AM       View Profile for Lori Grosser Rhoden   Email Lori Grosser Rhoden   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lori Grosser Rhoden

long time no talky.
Opal huh? I just love them!
they are so soft though.

They will lose luster
if you wear them everyday.
clear nail polish shines.

I'm aquamarine.
It is my favorite color.
I wear it often.

This nose thing is gross.
But its not real obvious
if you look straight on.

Work has been busy.
The days go fast, I'm happy.
Love my new hair do.

Between the new clothes,
boots, fingernails and my hair,
I'm feeling snazzy.

I'm actually
self-assured about my nose
I'm not embarrassed.

It is too cold here.
County roads are ice packed,
wind chill is crazy.

don't tell anyone
but it is really stressful
as he recovers.

He struggles to eat
cannot swallow very much
has lost lots of weight.

Unrealistic
expectations frustrate him.
I have to hear it.

over and over...
He will worry himself sick
and forget to eat.

Enough about that,
He gets a PET scan Monday.
check liver lesions.

This is my second
wake up, first on was at 2
fell out for a bit.

I wrote my poem
the first time I was awake.
now I'm writing this.

Thanks for letting me
bend your ear for a lil' while.
I gots to go now.

See ya!

Bluesy Socrateaser
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since 11-07-2002
Posts 1332
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81 posted 01-13-2018 07:29 PM       View Profile for Bluesy Socrateaser   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Bluesy Socrateaser

Your nose may be “gross”
but it’s only different
then what you’re used to

Like getting black-eyed
The pain of the punch is gone
but has left its mark

I never had one
Keeping others at arm's length
was always my goal

So you’re back to work
Getting through the ice and snow
is never easy

Sweet January
Queen of the bitter weather
in her court of cold

With your new wardrobe
perhaps a warm winter coat
to add to the snazz

Now you care for two
The Sheriff himself and you
Care for yourself first

When you’re in good shape
then you’ll have more strength to share
with those who need you

I know you know that
I just said it anyway
My prerogative >>>----->  

You can bend my ear
anytime at all Lori
We’re all alone here

It’s a Saturday
So I’ve got letters to write
Hope to ‘see’ you soon!

Have to write Linny
Tell her I’ve been a good boy
I have...haven’t I?  

See ya!  

...just bein' Bluesy

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Rara Avis
since 10-10-2009
Posts 8640
Fair to middlin'


82 posted 01-14-2018 05:37 AM       View Profile for Lori Grosser Rhoden   Email Lori Grosser Rhoden   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lori Grosser Rhoden

I think you have been
very good at writing stuff
Are your undies clean?

Did you sweep the floor?
Are all the dishes done up?
Now, that's a good boy.

I'm so excited
for you two little love birds
The power of love

is so strong with you.
I hope you write a poem
when you two are wed.

And take a picture
and post it with the poem.
So we can see you.

I fear we won't see
you very much after that.
You'll be too busy.

Not that I blame you.
You have waited oh so long.
Time to make up for.

I admire you
Do good things for right reasons.
Still only human.

You are not perfect,
you are still approachable
warm and normal like.

But you are hero
of your own true life's story.
Like a handsome prince.

You and Linny cool
beans in my book of people.
You two make me smile.

I hope she is in
a place that she feels she's safe,
and life is routine.

And her worst worries
are that the mail will run late.
I pray for no scars.

You understand her
you know just what it will take
for her to adjust.

I'd be fly on wall
when you go to pick her up
to see look on face.

Bet you day dream it
The day you go pick her up.
Warm spot in the heart.

Glad you are my friend.
I think you are good to know.
Nameste, tootles...

Bluesy Socrateaser
Senior Member
since 11-07-2002
Posts 1332
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83 posted 01-15-2018 08:38 PM       View Profile for Bluesy Socrateaser   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Bluesy Socrateaser

Fresh as a daisy
all my ‘unmentionables’
Thank you for asking  

Yes, the floors are clean
and the dishes are racked up
Ricked a cord of wood

Still have a-ways yet
She takes a day at a time
Some good and some bad

Since the day we met
we immediately knew
we loved each other

But we started rough
Not with each other mind you
But in what we did

It was cool at first
We were busy getting kicks
Like no tomorrow

But she got rowdy
and that led to carelessness
and she shot a man

He had it coming
He should have left her alone
It’s complicated

That opened a door
that needed to be kept closed
That’s now history

She’s been doing time
Twenty-five years at Gatesville
We never gave up

We may have changed some
But our hearts remained the same
That’s our poetry

When I was away
I never felt so helpless
We were far apart

I couldn’t help her
I wanted to protect her
But time restrained me

Then time released me
earlier than expected
Now her time has come

With all that I write
How can I tell of my joy
when only words come?

The dogs sit and stare
volunteering as my muse
and I their food dish  

We never had dogs
Moved around much too often
They know her picture

At least I hope so
Those two are always hungry
and she’s a morsel  

Where she’s served her time
is a hell-hole to be sure
But not the worst one

She knows it so well
as anyone would in time
She’s a survivor

You’re a good person
and I appreciate you
Namaste`, Lori  

...just bein' Bluesy

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Rara Avis
since 10-10-2009
Posts 8640
Fair to middlin'


84 posted 01-16-2018 05:58 AM       View Profile for Lori Grosser Rhoden   Email Lori Grosser Rhoden   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Lori Grosser Rhoden

So I have cancer,
Basal cell carcinoma
The best kind to have.

They will do a Mohr-
biopsy as they cut it.
Cut 'til clear margins.

Won't know size of hole
Until they get done with me.
Not supposed to hurt.

Biopsy wasn't
It was extremely painful.
Brought tears to my eyes.

That part does scare me
I don't do pain very well.
And size of the hole.

Don't know if it will
require more than stiches.
I really hope not.

I think I caught it
early enough it is small.
He will want to check

all my other spots
on my back and everything.
Hope all is okay.

Go in next Monday
at 7:30 a.m.
Will take couple hours.

I am so lucky
It could be so very much worse.
Could have been my boobs.

We will go today
to have PET scan read.
Dennis' liver.

They found lesions there
when he got that pneumonia
and that E-coli.

4 degrees right now.
We reversed the ceiling fan
and are much warmer.

Must have been a bear
in another of lifetimes.
Want to hibernate.

Up at 3:30
for a couple of hours
then sleep off and on

until about noon.
Ready for bed by 8p.
hard to stay awake.

it is almost 5
think I will stoke the fire
grab a pop from frig.

when I get back in
I'll have another coffee
then snuggle down in.

Sleep 'tll the old man
gets up and around coffee.
Doze as he drinks his.

My daughter is up
and eating Eggo waffles
and distracting me.

I will let you go.
thanks for the shoulder and ear.
Later tater, eh?
 
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