His voice

Awesome poem from one of my favorite bloggers…

Siren Whispers

FullSizeRenderHis voice.

I could listen to it


Every word

Every syllable

As sweet as honey


Upon the tongue.

As sensuous as silk

Sleekly draping and caressing

My curves.

A seductive whisper

That immerses me


And devastatingly

In his essence.

Photograph taken from Pinterest

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Ode to Endorphins

So I have been hitting the gym for three weeks

To tighten my abs and to firm up my cheeks,

To shape up the thighs and to slim down the arms

(so that my body will match all my charms 😉 )

It’s not the first time I’ve begun to get fit –

After all, I don’t always on my tuckus sit –

But as I have worked myself out every day,

I’ve remembered the magic that comes into play.

It happens just after that point of fatigue

Where you think, “This treadmill is out of my league!”

And when you push through it and vow not to cease…

In just a few moments ENDORPHINS release!

They make you feel happy and no longer vexed

(Though I don’t agree they are better than sex 😉 )

I’m energized, hyper, but comfortably “chill”

And yes, there’s no one that I just want to kill.

So hail to endorphins and muscles and sweat!

The more that I get them the thinner I get!


The Day After Christmas


Twas the day after Christmas, and all through my home,

Bits of paper still lay while my puppy dog roams.

The kids are still sleeping from gaming all night,

And FINALLY I’m seeing the sun’s shining light.

The water’s receding, though more rain’s to come.

And Dr. Who’s hiding the dishwasher’s hum.

I’ve posted on Facebook and played with the pup;

I’ll go to the gym if I ever get up.

This days for relaxing, the dog in my lap,

And then while it’s raining we’ll both take a nap.

At some point I’ll cook, and clean clutter galore,

While both of my kids play the game, Fallout 4.