My Jumbled Thoughts

9:18pm: Merry Christmas
I hope your day was happy and blessed. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone!
Nicole Alexander

5:38pm: Hi everyone....hope all of you are full from all that turkey and ham hehe. If not, keep eating! Have a good weekend. Take care.
Nicole

9:00pm: hi
I'm wishing everyone a wonderful Thanksgiving. Wow! Only next week now. Take care all.
Nicole

12:03am: The Silence
the dark night croaks
crickets rub in a symphony mixed
with barks at cat fight's screech
teenager's revving engines
and siblings laughter
carry in the breeze
to adults on front porches
chatting up today's events
their chatter blends in
with a neighbor's call
to their children whose
jump rope swishes
to the bounce of a ball
a man turns to his wife
and says, " hon, listen
to the silence" as
the frog croaks louder
and competes with it all

2:42pm: Hello
Hello,
How is everyone on this beautiful Autumn day? I'm from WA. state and it's gorgeous here. Only 67 and i love this time of year. Take care.
Nicole Alexander

9:28pm: If you like to read check here
Hi,
I'm an author of three books and almost have my fourth one finished. I write not only poetry, but children's books and Christmas books. Check them out here. Thanks,
Nicole Alexander
Think Christmas (it's that time of year to order)
http://stores.lulu.com/store.php?fAcctID=572561

3:10pm: From my book, "Elusive Shadow Collection of Poems"
"Wired Wife"

My mountainous, white-bearded man
With narrow channels in his nostrils
Snores nightly with loud jerky rattles
My ears need rest and my mind needs sleep
Again he rips the devilish, thundering sound
That threatens to drive me insane
Finally I start to fall asleep
When he has another blow-out
I jump, nearly falling off my bed
I groan and roll over
Is that an airplane over head?
The sonic boom breaking
The sound barrier?
I roll back over and realize
It's just my darling man
His lips are quivering and he
Murmurs words I don't understand
He makes snorting pig sounds
Making me think of the fair last fall
What's that, its morning time?
That's not the tea kettle whistling
It’s just my darling man
If I used a recorder at night
That would be a good punishment
Use it for a torture chamber
Letting him hear it again and again
John Wesley Hardin shot a man once
Just for making these ghastly sounds
I hear the factory noise from down the way
I try to listen to the bangs and booms instead
I don't want to kill my darling man
I rather live with a grizzly bear
He would eat me and put me out of my misery
I take my pillow and tiptoe down the hall
Why am I tiptoeing? He won't awake!
I still hear his rumbling and mumbling
I think of the gun in the closet and...
I listen to the soothing sound
Coming from the factory down the street!

4:20pm: My jumbled thoughts
My first day here and not much to say..just trying to set everything up. I will write more later.
Nicole