Notice of absence from Allie561
I’m going to take a little break, life has been overwhelming lately and I seem to be too busy to write poetry. I should be back somewhat soon. I’ll post or comment every now and then but it probably won’t stay consistent.
I’m going to take a little break, life has been overwhelming lately and I seem to be too busy to write poetry. I should be back somewhat soon. I’ll post or comment every now and then but it probably won’t stay consistent.
I curse the door I stub my toe on
I fill with rage when my car won’t start
I hate my ugly yellow lawn
And I don’t like that squeaky shopping cart
I regret setting my alarm to help me be on time
I detest doing difficult housework
And I sigh when I drop my wallet and lose a dime
Oh and the guy who cuts me off in line is a real jerk
Annoyance strikes me when the heater breaks
I’m still on hold with customer service and I’m not happy
I don’t like having to bake birthday cakes
Coworkers make me angry when they’re snappy
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Author:
Cheesencrackers (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 9th, 2026 23:32
- Comment from author about the poem: I’m grateful to even have toes to stub. I’m grateful to have a car and a front lawn even though it’s dead. I’m lucky to even be able to go shopping, and that I’m able to earn money from a job. I’m thankful to have coins to lose and a heater. I’m grateful to be able to communicate with people who can help even if they take forever. I’m glad I have people that I can bake cakes for, and I’m grateful for my coworkers no matter how awful they can be. I’m trying to be grateful for misfortune.
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Comments2
It is all in a point of view that mood forms. Nicely written and so identifiable. Assuming that all things happen for the best keeps my attitude on track.
Thank you for your comment Soren. It definitely changes your life for the better.
You are most welcome
You are moody in the poem, and then sunshine in your comments; which are yer? LOL
Honestly it depends on the day… or the shopping cart!
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