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Author Name: Premiummazurekd 8 Comments
Date Added: September 13, 2012 09:09:36 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
Category: Humor Add To Favorites | Text Only
My National Treasure

The morning grind derails me to get off its track.
I finally broke moms back by stepping on a crack.
An empty butter dish wasn't chilling by mistake.
The toaster chips in a burnt offering for the plate.
Still earning today's butter and bread.
To keep the check book out of the red.
Then I read my daily promise to begin the new day.
In everything give thanks is what the card had to say.
I immediately began to thank God by waving my arms.
Who ate all of the marshmallows in the Lucky Charms?
Life will always share its up and downs.
No milk for Pop, Snap and Crackle sounds.
A voice cries out there's no more wasted flowers printed on a roll.
And the baby played with your tooth brush in that porcelain bowl.
The bathroom scales weigh in: You better skip that fast food meal.
A smoker once said: "We could all die today so what's the big deal.

Don't ever think at work you can't be replaced.
Plenty of actors just waiting to take your place.

Keys in the pocket said Mary Jane stuck them with a gooey mash.
An old shirt was removed from the laundry and exile to the trash.
"Honey that t-shirt had a lot more memories then just a few holes.
"It was the shroud of Dan that wrap around this heart and soul!

Inside I still have heat from a fire.
Can you tip toe out on the high wire?
The wife's gas gauge is pointing on E for empty.
A torn garbage bag's brand wasn't made by Hefty.
The neighbor's dog decided my yard was a better place.
Sneakers with many crevices found a filling not to taste.
Life uptown lives with its own ups and downs.
Why keep up with the Smiths' and the Browns'?
I have yet today consider taking an early afternoon nap.
So Norman Rockwell can paint me with a cat on the lap?
But I still have my pillow from when I was just a kid.
It will go on with me when they close that final lid.





Author's Notes:
I needed this more then you today.
 I have my smile back.
 I am back on track.
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Comment By: Freee. Gene Myers on September 14, 2012 09:58:33 AM Report
Oh crap!! You just wrote my life in a poem. Thanks a lot guy.  The line I like best is ... 

The neighbor's dog decided my yard was a better place.

My neighbor's dog in Springfield, Oregon, decided he liked my lawn for his toilet.  One day, after talking to my neighbor and getting no results, I sat and waited for the dog.  I had my BB gun in my lap.  Sure enough, he soon arrived.  He was actually pretty punctual.  His back arched. His feet widened. He was ready, willing and very able. He started .... wrong thing to do with me watching.  My sights had a fine, little, round target to sight on and I squeezed the trigger.   YEEELP ... KI yi yi yi ... across the lawn, through the neighbor's flower garden and out of my sight, but not out of hearing ... yet.  It was fun while it lasted watching him all hunched over trying to waddle away from that stinging feeling.  Post Script ..... he went in some other direction after that.  I never saw him on my lawn again.

Thanks for the chuckle


Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on September 13, 2012 11:41:32 AM Report
Great poem, Dan.  I love it.  So expressive and so interesting!  Have another GREAT day!  --David
Comment By: FreeSensual Sorceress on September 13, 2012 10:17:59 AM Report
A wonderful portrait of normal, everyday life. So very well done. Made me smile from beginning to end.



Comment By: FreeAdri on September 13, 2012 03:17:39 AM Report
Brilliantly written rhyme and rhythm pattern.  A joy to read 

Comment By: PremiumLinda Jo on September 12, 2012 09:39:50 PM Report

well all of those rhyming comments finally paid off...we all needed a smile today so thanks.  wonderful phrases through this whole piece, even if we had to follow all the highs and lows, emotionally speaking.  yeah, this was comparable to a Norman Rockwell painting...a slice of life that we can all relate to. 

A wonderful, fun piece...grinning!   keep us smiling....

Comment By: PremiumKymberly Donn on September 12, 2012 08:54:48 PM Report
Sometimes ya gotta laugh or ya just might cry. I'm glad ya got your smile back Dan, a witty write for a day in the life!


Comment By: PremiumShe Whispers on September 12, 2012 08:31:48 PM Report
This sounds like my life sometimes a total wreak!! Wonderful well written poem.... Hugs ~ India
Comment By: FreeTomahawk on September 12, 2012 06:21:06 PM Report

Back on track with Cracker Jack, ain't no time for Cheerio's, mack! Nicely done, Dan.




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