Updated: Jul 6, 2024
Aside the Woolly Alder Aphids,
Amidst the maple's hues
The lace-winged fairies slid
Harvesting the honey dew
They trade with Katydids
For blue hued fiddles
That hum an alto call
In the carefully concealed hall
Behind the Fairy Falls.
©Katy L Patterson Phelps 2022
Pay.
Pay the mortgage
pay the bills
Buy the light
Refill your pills
To hell with polite
Pay the devil his due
Hey! Wicked!
No rest for you.
Wipe.
Wipe the counters smear
the mirror
Chase the mud
Stop the blood
Clean the dog shit
off the floor
Wipe your tears
Oh look! There’s more!
Wash.
Wash the clothes,
clean the dishes
Bathe that dog
Drain your wishes
Wash your hands of
expectations
Scrub your thoughts
Cancellation.
Paint.
Paint your heart,
cover your face
Hide the flaws
Brush and paste
Color your feelings
A palette of bright
Paint your walls!
They’re peeling!
New day, same fight
Hustle.
Late for work,
hustle to practice
Hurry home,
fight the masses
Rush to cook,
burn the meal
Kids are irked
Too bad, just deal
Hustle, hustle
to your grave
Good job, clock slave!
Over.
Over worked and
underpaid
Over T.I.R.E.D….
And damnit:
never laid
CAFFEINE! WIRED!
Below the belt,
below the bar
Effing over being
sub-par
Where’s the line?
Where’s my wine?
Overtime
Updated: Mar 6, 2022
©Katy L Patterson Phelps 2022
I sail a sideways pirate ship
With azurine moon sails
She's broadside, yeah, but doesn't tip
Fighting every swale.
Crewed by Calico Jackies
Who'll mutiny at will
The air is always salty
We use our curses well.
The deck is covered in clutter
I threaten to jettison
The galley is usually sticky
What the hell did I just step on?
The yards are covered in clothing
A treasure horde I swear
Yet the Jackies are complaining
They've never a thing to wear.
But, chortles pair the curse words
Laughter sings like birds
On my sideways corsair craft,
And The Azurine keeps sailing
on our choppy winding path.
