Thursday, September 19, 2013

Things

She likes the things, so she goes shopping every day. She has about fifty skirts and as many dresses. She comes home with more stuff. They don't build big enough closets and houses. She complains they don't have enough money for travel, when she watches neighbors RV go somewhere and don't come back sometimes for weeks. They spend everything on things: clothes and shoes. "These slacks I wore only once." I don't have a shopping power. I watch changing seasons and swift river in old jeans and hand me down hoodie. Things are not in my dreams. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 9/1/2012

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Lucky farmer

Lucky farmer received a farm as a gift. "I am lucky," said the farmer and named his farm "Lucky farm." He didn't know how many acres, but it was big. "See those trees on a horizon? They are mine." The farmer built a farm in the shade of pecan trees. "I am lucky I have plenty of pecans to eat all year around," prized himself the farmer. Somebody gave him a puppy. "You are one lucky dog to be with me," and he named the puppy Lucky. One day he brought himself a wife. "I am lucky to have a wife who knows how to cook, mend, clean the house and tends to garden." So lucky farmer lived on his Lucky farm with his wife and the dog named Lucky. If they were lucky and didn't die, they are still happy on their farm. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 3/2013

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Hey Google

Hey Google, here is a poodle running on the street looking for his master and his car, where he suppose to sit. I don't hear any answer, so I think, I'd rather tweet. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville,9/14/2013