in my Lovely house
its loud and crazy mad
everyone shouts

all eight of us talk
at once , wanting to get heard
our stress levels rise

the walls begin to
shake , neighbours wear earmuffs
and turn up tv's

then all of a
sudden we are all laughing
like mad hyenas

we cuddle we kiss
then we get on with our day
with a happy heart

we are all adults
living under the same roof
but our love is real

even the moon sits on
window being nosey
what a ****** cheek!

and our big house is
shrinking , kids are growing like jolly green giants

but I love my mad
family , I sure wouldn't
want it any other way

(Christmas haikus)


I'm sitting across
an old .eucalyptus tree
leaves are not  moving

in...out....so quiet
the hummingbirds are nowhere
curtain lights are still

has time stopped? no way!
Christmas bells rang, lights sparkled
...just two days ago

poinsettias are hushed
Christmas lull seeps into me
...am glad....clock still ticks...
*

Sally

Copyright December 27, 2017
rrab

How does one follow their heart,
when their heart has been shattered and broken, then scattered into a million fragments--into miniscule, tiny,
little peices?


Which direction does one go,
when all pathways come to a close;
when insanity, fear and anxiety increases?

How does one follow their dreams,
when their spirit has been crushed
and their soul has been taken by the wind, never to be whole again?

Left with only memories of whom they once were--a precious being. Forever lost, destroyed--obliterated; but still able to feel intensely, the feeling of torment.
Numbness overtaken by a constant state of relentless, endless and needless pain...

...How?

⚘ By Lady R.F. (C)2017* ⚘

Diamonds pierced by sunbeams
From the jewels of love
Fusion of states filled with dreams
From the cups of thoughts
Donation of the sweetest smiles
From the hearts of gold
Reckoning of decentness
From the fields of mistakes
Codes never deciphered
Secrets never told
Diamonds pierced by sunbeams
From an unknown crown..

Yippee! Christmas is
nearly here and I'm off to
buy my food in morn

I'll be up when the
sun comes out shining her big
magnolia smile

But first I'm getting
my hair dyed , yeap I confess
I have pavement hair

Well only on the
my sides bits , but hey can't stay
young forever

Today I've been to
work , I like work it stops me
thinking way to much

Especially now
winters arrived , as I miss
sitting in garden

Christmas Tree is
up but it's artificial
Real ones are outside

Nice gifts under tree
Wrapped in pretty paper
Full of surprises

Even bought the dogs
a doggie stocking with some
treats and squeaky toys

My Harry my boy
dog heard the toy squeak , nows his
gone all loopy loo

His climbing up walls
Smoking a pipe and wearing
designer glasses

And Santa Claus
Is sitting at top , like a
glowing lighthouse

Tomorrow is Friday
My Dean is off work so we're
off out to the mall

Trees are bare , the cold
wind rips through them but sweet spring blossoms inside  

The sky is dark now
Night got hungry and ate day
**** it! call the police!!

But street lights twinkle
Walkways glow up so pretty
Porch lights beam hometime

So happy Christmas
once again , soz I just love
to write and share :)