One toe testing the waters

I will admit of late
I have pondered the question
of whom will I date?
A penance complete,
for wasted years,
I've paid for bad choices
in countless tears.
That slate wiped clean
one toe touching the unknown,
but a viable candidate
has yet to be seen.
You see my friend
I debate within,
who is that person
that will cause me to jump in:?
I know he is out there,
but how do I start?
With over protective
processes
that shield my heart.
Exaggerated analysis,
I study before I will take a chance;
I will no longer leap with hope
at the first heated
glance.


k

Decisions

I wonder times while doing my laundry
if anyone else is faced with a like quandary?
While mopping my floors my thoughts
running hither,
and scrubbing the tub, taking time to fret and dither.
Decisions, deliberately hang around
in my mind,
searching for answers
(sometimes wasting my time.)
Many, I believe, are brain wave pests,
counting to 10, I mutter " Give it a rest!
Away they float as I putter through chores,
just waiting to dodge back and pester me more.


~k

Honestly..is anyone else bombarded by the damn things??

Fat Cat on a Mat

I am posting a poem which I thoroughly enjoy, and it IS Not written by me...lol. Please read the poem in its entirety before scrolling down to see who the credited author is...I think you will be surprised!


~K

                                                               

The fat cat on the mat
 may seem to dream
of nice mice that suffice 
for him, or cream;
but he free, maybe
walks in thought
unbowed, proud, where loud
roared and fought
his kin, lean and slim,
or deep in den
in the East feasted on beasts
and tender men.


The giant lion with iron
claw in paw,
and huge ruthless tooth
in gory jaw;
the pard dark-starred,
fleet upon feet,
that oft soft from aloft
leaps upon his meat
where woods loom in gloom--
far now they be,
fierce and free,
and tamed is he;


but fat cat upon the mat
kept as a pet,
he does not forget.




















J.R.R.Tolkien
(1892-1973)