The Song Inside the Red Bud

Blue cased iPod replaced Red (T) to match,

Viewer, the song inside note my Red (T) buds

While I lace up new blue Mizuno trainers

To run away from chocolate chip cookies

Chasing cheeseburgers down to sole food

Decay before I add yet another book to read

The real feed for my soul’s soothing song

Looking for one dance partner to spin along

While laughing at the meaning of existence

Then we will find the lace underneath undo

Puzzles defiant awaiting their missed piece.

Took some liberties with the Brave and Reckless challenge, but I ran so slowly this morning, more words came out than just the list. So in defiance I say #brave10objectchallenge take that!

Writing Challenge: Life Experience Captured in 10 Objects

I Whisper to the Ground

Son on shoulders,
I walk
Through the carnival crowd
I lift him
Wishing he could lift me
We could ascend under Mary’s umbrella
When the winds shift from the East to West
Together we’d jump into a chalk dream
Defended from venom
Defended from the hurt
Defended from the drugs
Needed to sort through this mess.
Red pills, blue pills, choices made
Let’s purple them together,
A much happier color for new shoes
I walk in
Son on shoulders.

I whisper to the ground:

I, too, am afraid of everyone.
I, too, feel them swallowing my soul.

Image: “Broad Shoulders” Iby Kim Roberti