The hills have eyes!

or at least feet . nothing much to report this week so I'll dispense with the pleasantries and move strait into the poem for the week :

Life Sucks

By Lawrence R. Berger

Time dances on from morning till night
always revolving around life changes

sometimes the work is good sometimes

you need a little bit of fertilizer to
grow tall.

see you next week.

Hi again!

Hi folks: Well the economy has gone down the toilet again and joblessness is at an all time high! oh well , at least there's still poetry . Here's this weeks entry:

In the end dose it really matter?

Sometimes words are not enough.

we find a look , a gesture or a touch

so much more comforting .

human to human contact is why we're on the planet !

after we're gone

is there any one else?

see you next week.

This time for sure!

Hi folks : Well this week I found out that the job I was counting on went to someone else, heavy sigh, oh well at least I still have my poetry. and here's this weeks contribution to my volume of work.

Home Cooking

By Lawrence R. Berger

There is snow on the ground

more that in the past hundred years!

people are complaining about having to dig out

cars with faulty brakes and some with dead batteries.

I'm in the house

making chili

to warm cold bellies

life is good.

see you next week.

This time for sure!

Hi folks : like a lot of people I'm still looking for work . Its been three weeks now . no bites but a few prospects. Will keep you posted ! Anyhow here's this weeks poem:

catch as catch can

By Lawrence R. Berger

Somtimes life kicks you in the teeth

and makes you swallow. But dentists still take cash

and you'll be smiling again.

see you next week.