Wacky Wednesday: March 31

This will be a busy Wacky Wednesday. There are a lot of holidays to go over. This is the most I’ve seen since I started this thing. First, we must go through our slang words from the 1920s. You’ve probably heard of a couple of these. Our first word is Beef. This refers to having a problem with something or someone. Consider the phrase “There was beef between them.” Next, we have my favorite the Bee’s Knees. This refers to an extraordinary person, thing, or idea. Beezer is another name for that weird thing in the middle of your face, the nose. And finally, the phrase Behind the Eight Ball refers to being in a difficult position or in a tight spot.

As I said, there are a lot of holidays today. First, let’s go over our token food holidays. Today is National Clams on the Half Shell Day and National Tater Day (tater meaning potatoes). Also, today we celebrate National Bunsen Burner DayNational Crayon Day, and National Prom Day (yes as in high school prom). And finally, the holidays that always occur on the last Wednesday of March, National Little Red Wagon Day and Manatee Appreciation Day. All these holidays are self-explanatory but feel free to look them up if you’re not sure what they’re about. Wacky Wednesday posts will take a break during April as we celebrate National Poetry Month. They will resume the first Wednesday of May.

Tuesday Poetry: Lonely Words

the journey through friendship always ends the same
i care less for each person the longer i stay
i dream to socialize yet i’m always home
seeking out friendships though i want to be alone
do others think of me when i’m not around
would anyone care if i didn’t make a sound
such insecurities are found in mad men
the ones who are so mad they must think with a pen
no companions around ‘cept a pen and pad
my words on paper will make you happy or sad

Poetry Monday: Not Happy

inside of my mind
lives a man who wants to cry
he can’t take all the lies
he feels like quitting all the time

i think he’s not happy

inside of my mind
lives a man who wants to die
he lives alone inside his eyes
he can’t take his pitiful life

i think he’s not happy

the man inside always tries
to make the best of his life
the emptiness inside his head
is his best and only friend

i think he’s not happy