“IT”

It is what it is –
or so we say,
but who really knows
what it is today?
Where does it live?
What does it think?
Does it have eyes that blink?
Would I miss it
floating in mid air
like an atom with flare
or does it sit on concrete
in cold weather and heat?
What a thing to ponder,
This it we claim to know
Does it stretch to the sky
or lie very low?
Does it speak words, I ask,
with a face to see
or does it convey mystery
through a dark colored mask?
How perplexing,
digging up truth
about this infamous it
Does anyone have a clue?
Is there something we
can do?
If not,
Then I bid you
a friendly
Adieu!

© LScott 2012

Photo: Google.com

Friday fun! 🙂

Fever vs. Muse (Sequel to “Fever”)

Sometimes inspiration pours

like water from a hose

full force, abundant supply

Then there are times

when the paper is stark white

and the inkwell is bone dry

I’ve been panicky and wondering

how long this drought will last

and when it departs

will it stay in the past?

Of course, there’s no way to tell

or would I hear chiming bells?

Well, one thing is for sure

Hot flashes cook brain cells!


This was inspired
by my wonderful blogging sis, Deb,
http://adamsart.wordpress.com,

as she fed me the closing line. (Thanks, Deb)
Ladies, I hope you enjoy

and Men…   🙂

© LScott 2012 – Photo Credit: Google.com



 

 

Fever

The weather and I
aren’t on the same page
Things seem to be moody
at this lovely life stage
One minute I’m fine
just dandy and smiley
The next, I’m fanning
and glowing, quite frantically
Someone made a booboo
and turned on the heat
It wasn’t nice to do
as I’m dying for some ac

Say, could you help me please,
maybe throw me a breeze,
a cold compress, or a spray bottle,
no less?

Oh, wait, it’s slowing down now
the wave seems to be calming
whew, I’m feeling much better
thank you for helping

Really, I’m fine
I’m not going to die
I resemble a human again
(as I lean back and sigh)

© LScott

To all you women who can empathize;
sending hugs and smiles (and fans)

🙂

Photo credit: Google.com

Electricity

It’s not what you think
My dreamy state and
Light-weight feeling
have me reeling
but it’s not you
(don’t stand too close, please)
I’d love a breeze

and my words don’t tumble
my feet don’t stumble
because of you
(I repeat)
It’s not what you think

I don’t take a double blink
(when you saunter by)
No, you don’t catch my eye

Where do you
get these notions?
(as though my heart’s been sprinkled
with love potions)
Of course, you’re not to blame
don’t be so vain

I’m feeling a bit flushed
(oh, my, how you make me blush)
Check my temperature, would you?
I must make do,
but I think it’s the flu
Oh, maybe, baby, it IS you!

© LScott 2012

🙂