This is an old poem I have reviewed and revamped and I hope made it stronger

image from here

Anger is nasty, harsh and mean
Anger is aggressive always causing a scene.
Anger is childish demanding attention
Anger, kicking out, smashing all convention.

Laughing when you break down and cry
Never giving a shit nor will it
explain why.
Growing in the dark, feeding on insecurities and hate
Ever feeding on panic it can never sate

Ripping away at your innards growing a pace.
It laughs at you as you fall from grace.

Anger is ever present spoiling all it touches
Anger, a vicious bitch kicking away your crutches.
Anger a cancer chewing at your bowel
Never flinching however much you howl.

Ripping away at your innards growing a pace.
It laughs at you as you fall from grace.

Anger is a malicious back stabbing snide
It will rip you apart and toss you to one side.
Anger will suck your blood and gnaw on your bone
It will drain you of life and dump lost and alone.

Ripping away at your innards growing a pace.
It laughs at you as you fall from grace.

Anger ever present stripping the good away
Never gives in, chipping away at you night and day
Growing and gathering momentum consuming you from within
Dripping viscous poison in your ear whilst wearing a grin

Ripping away at your innards growing a pace.
It laughs at you as you fall from grace.

Recoiling from kindness and light
It feeds on your soul by day and night.

One-Liner Wednesday & JusJoJan the 12th, 2022 – Clutter.

jusjojan© LindaGHill

“Today Heaven opened a trap door and threw out all their clutter, it landed on me! “

quote from me!

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday

One-Liner Wednesday. Arrrrrrrrrrrrrgh.

Apparently I needed to book an annual review at the Drs.

“Thank you for holding your call is important to us and we will answer as soon as a receptionist is available. For your position in the queque please press one. “

Lol these loop, tapes how many times can we hear that message before we lose the will to live! ?.


One-Liner Wednesday: The Line. They Lie.

When ‘they’ said “God or life never throws more at you than you can handle” ‘They’, who ever ‘they’ have truly underated how badly I am coping at the moment.🤣🤣🤣🤣


One-Liner Wednesday. 23/6/21

“Bite my head off once too often…. I will give you indigestion! “

© willowdot21.

Part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

The A Mused Poetry Contest 11/14 – 12/11/2020

The Christmas Email 🎄

T’was the night before Christmas, I’m peeling the sprouts,
I’ll regret it tomorrow of that I’ve no doubts.
I’ve spent hours wrapping pressies for under the tree.
Everyones socially distancing so it’s up to me.
This year’s been a bummer so I thought let’s spread the joy
(cough) Here’s our news which is bound to annoy.
Lets start with grandpa well he’s loosing the plot
he’s been stalking the estate quite a lot.
Since they said he can drive no more,
he’s been acting like a bear with a head that’s sore!
Hubby has been busy washing hands and making masks
when people get too close he takes them to task.
Jerome, Cathy and Hermione are fine,
in and out of school all the time.
Fighting over computer, laptop and tablet …all of them mine!
We’ve all had to isolate at different times ,
we’ve done as we’re told to avoid fines!
We’re all sick of watching the neighbours breaking the rules.
How will we ever be rid of this Covid surrounded by fools.
The chickens stopped laying last week,
the hamsters are missing we’ve not heard a squeak.
We’ve had our fair share of hospitals and Ambulances too.
But to be fair in lockdown there’s not much to do!
My goodness is that the time,
I must get this sent then open the wine.
Merry Christmas to you and your bubble,
let’s hope 2021 is less trouble.
The Vaccine is coming we’ll all grow two heads..I don’t really care, in 100years we’ll all be dead!

© willowdot21

Part of Chelsea Owen’s mused poetry Challenge.

Get me a piece of cake.

Photo by cottonbro on

Give me a piece of cake
It might just stop that ache
It is eating me up inside
Cake might make it subside.

Oh! let me close my eyes
I have had enough of your lies
Give me a piece of cake
It might just stop that ache.

I worry so all night
My terrors all take flight
The early hours multiply fears
Soon I shall be drowning in my tears

All is becoming very plain
Worms are eating my brain
Give me a piece of cake
It might just stop that ache.

Image from Pixabay

One-Liner Wednesday.

It’s pouring with rain hubby is up a ladder.

Me : “What are you doing.”

Hubby: ” Making covers for the new security lights.”

Me: ” Why?”

Hubby: ” Because they are too bright.”

Part of one #1linerWeds. Hosted by LindaGHill.


What Day is it Anyway. Friday 8th May and Saturday 9th of May. 2020

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? 

Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

Yes here comes the sun and today is going to be as beautiful as yesterday, Friday was. So far it’s 7.19 am on Saturday and I feel like I have been up for hours. But for now let’s not get ahead of ourselves.

Saturday 8th May 2020

Groundhog Day once more. Up at stupid o’clock let Ruby out, fed her and gave her, her medication. Hubby up at sensible o’clock, walks Ruby. Housework, Pilates at 10.30am, we all stopped for the two minutes silence.

I had to give up on my Pilates Lesson twenty minutes early because my WiFi was crap and playing up!

Friday was V.E. Day, this year saw the Victory in Europe 75th anniversary. There was a fly by, by the Red Arrows. And two Spitfires flew over the White Cliffs of Dover.

We had a minute’s silence at 11am for the war dead .

It was such a lovely day that after lunch we sat in the garden and enjoyed the sun. Checked up on our middle son who has not been well again. He has medication now so should improve. We also checked up on our eldest who is not enjoying self isolation, he is a gregarious chap who thrives on face to face contact so he finds it difficult to not see his mates in person. His work calls and video meetings and his social video calls just don’t cut it for him. He was very unsettled by the news footage of people having socially distanced V.E. Day parties . … Best not tell him our youngest son,his wife and two boys had one in their street, they all stayed in their front gardens to celebrated.

I can see both sides but as much I can see my lad’s road , from what he said we’re being sensible, many others in other places were not. There were “front garden/ drive party’s near us and a large gathering on a green near us too but none in our section of the road. I am very concerned that if too many people take chances things will definitely just get worse. I just wish people would behave.

It was. Lovely afternoon so we did not take Ruby out until late, the woods were lovely, hardly any people there to dodge.

© willowdot21

When we got back I did the ironing, we had dinner after 7 pm. Cold lamb from the day before and bubble and squeak made from the leftover veg.

MIL was fine all day and when Hubby rang she was sitting in her room, smiling and waving to the Nurses.

Time for a happy song.

Satuday 9th May

Never put off until tomorrow what you can do today. That is not so easy when you are in lockdown. I have been threatening to make a banana cake all week! It is still not made and it’s Saturday!

Well up at even more stupid o’clock, did all the usual, hubby took Ruby, I had a shower and washed my hair. Hubby rang hospital, MIL, had woken up with back ache, refused breakfast, had some paracetamol and gone back to sleep. Her latest Covid test result was not back. That’s worrying , the backache that is, because she has been so perky and eating like a horse. We spent a long time on the phone to our eldest, he’s still feeling low but better than the day before. Hubby did some more pointing to the garden wall. We had a couple of chats with middle son. The youngest son what’s app us two cute videos of the grandchildren. I did some washing and got it out on the line.

After lunch we sat in the garden. We checked on MIL again, she had not had much lunch and was asleep again . This is now a concern. Hopefully we are worrying for no reason. Test still not back.

Took Ruby for her walk late again as it was so hot. We also took middle sons washing over for him. We had Quiche and salade for dinner. We will check on MIL later.

Time for a happy song.

This is Part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

Be brave

Be Safe

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 176, #Poet’sChoice

Welcome to Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday. It’s the first of the month and you know what that means!

Poets, choose your own syllabic poetry form, theme, words, images, etc. It’s up to you!

My poem this week is a personal one, a Gogyoka. It’s about the situation I find myself in. It’s not about self isolation or lockdown though all that does not help.

They say hope springs eternal

And ivy clings to walls

Words spoken cause my tears to fall

Least said soonest mended

Mouth shut none offended.

Be safe.

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