I took hold of the muck you view me fromand sent it away with a building breeze.Benevolent breeze that breathes life to us both.But I insist before you, so that you don't choke.You awoke in muck that I share with... Continue Reading →
What if all we ever do is revert back to the way things used to be done?
Why do we treat paranoia as such a negative trait?What's their agenda, really?
A happy birthday to the nation, don't rush the loaded verses. Your lungs won't mind if you lag behind, and neither will the nurses.
Hallway smirks to a cup of caff, everyday the same. A billion germs along this lane and you'll be charged with half.
I am so happy to share that my poem, ‘Dogs, Looking Up’ has been accepted by The Drabble. I hope to share more work with the creative writing community as the year continues!
I noticed my dog look up.
why was this act so unnatural?
There wasn’t a squirrel in the trees.
Why had he been so intrigued?
He plays from a box of actions,
motivations of which not earth shattering.
But a glimpse to the sky, leaves me questioning-
Why? This says too much about me.
I envied his joyous observation,
the self-made scientist in this family.
Where he spotted this opportunity,
I failed my curiosity.
This set in motion unexpected passion,
not knowing where my notes would lead.
I tested and believed I’d emptied,
a theory disproved by this story’s ending.
Kendall Jaderberg is an Analytical Chemist for a flavor company, where donuts abound. She enjoys bitter Chicago winters with her corgi mix and crafting poetry in her head while running on the treadmill. She has only tripped once and blames the donuts, not the poems.