tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79960732011-04-21T13:09:35.471-07:00Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1148685476219614932006-05-26T16:03:00.000-07:002006-05-26T16:17:56.263-07:00passengers onboard<br />seatbelts are clicked, baggage is stowed<br />wait; cabin secure<br /><br />chimes say can get up<br />I'm between the green and blue<br />clouds are down below<br /><br />offer the beverage<br />would you like a snack as well?<br />let me take your trash<br /><br />2 high chimes, descent<br />rush to get paperwork done<br />we're 10 minutes out<br /><br />rough air coming up<br />time to get in the jumpseat<br />welcome to Fresno!<br /><br />my job not done yet<br />cross the seatbelts, pick up trash<br />repeat 5 more times<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-114868547621961493?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1139378148713470502006-02-07T21:43:00.000-08:002006-02-07T21:55:48.756-08:00Who can know my pain?<br />If I stand here in the rain<br />Tears you can not see.<br /><br />The flowers and trees<br />Shed their leaves to comfort me<br />Dawn was meant to be.<br /><br />But I will sit here<br />In the pain and in the fear<br />my lonely prison.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-113937814871347050?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1126715203295926402005-09-14T09:07:00.000-07:002005-09-14T09:29:56.216-07:00made no sense to me<br />why you want to sell me drugs<br />he said, Spam I am!<br /><br />you are not welcome<br />hope my filter makes you bleed<br />put spam in the can<br /><br />everyday you come<br />subject line gives you away<br />no more Spam I am<br /><br />or how about this version:<br /><br />It said, Spam I am!<br />Would you could you with a ham?<br />buy me in a tree?<br /><br />I would not could not<br />with a ham or in a tree<br />Spam, just let me be!<br /><br />But would you could you<br />in a house or on a boat?<br />Buy me with a goat.<br /><br />Spam I am, I say<br />I don't want your shit today<br />Take your crap away!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-112671520329592640?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1118440781871848262005-06-10T14:48:00.000-07:002005-06-10T14:59:41.876-07:00I sit here in bed<br />But can't rest my little head<br />Soon I will be dead<br /><br />Coughing day and night<br />No end of this pain in sight<br />Something is not right<br /><br />My lungs are cracking<br />With each shallow breath I take<br />Pills aren't working yet.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-111844078187184826?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1116462954936008572005-05-18T17:34:00.000-07:002005-05-18T17:35:54.940-07:00This is a sad day<br />Grooms father has passed away<br />Now we say good-bye<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-111646295493600857?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1113852365860929742005-04-18T12:19:00.000-07:002005-04-18T12:26:05.860-07:00Men in the home store<br />looking for a new mommy<br />checking out my ass<br /><br />Spring is in the air<br />making all the guys horny<br />sorry, can't touch this!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-111385236586092974?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1112393335980810592005-04-01T14:01:00.000-08:002005-04-01T14:16:30.606-08:00If I have no clue<br />and you don't know what to do<br />don't take out my tube<br /><br />Please fight for my life<br />The day will come soon enough<br />Let God stop my heart<br /><br />If I can not speak<br />and my brain has turned to mush<br />I will still love you.<br /><br />This is what I want. To live. Do what you can to save me. Life begins and ends with the beat of a heart. <br />You did not know the moment my heart took it's first beat, likewise you can not guess the second of my last. <br />Life and death is not our choice. It is not our right to decide.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-111239333598081059?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1111594138029928682005-03-23T07:47:00.000-08:002005-03-23T09:41:36.966-08:00Head pounds like a drum.<br />Get to go to bed early.<br />Husband has to cook.<br /><br />Why do I get these?<br />Hard to function, stay awake.<br />Gets me out of  work .<br /><br />I'll pop a Motrin.<br />Slam a cup, caffeine is good.<br />Get on with my day.<br /><br />another haiku Michael wrote (I swear he is a mind reader...)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-111159413802992868?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1110071098033507242005-03-05T16:57:00.000-08:002005-03-05T17:04:58.033-08:00hang on to me now<br />I go down the wishing well<br />the water is cold<br /><br />darkness swells my feet<br />my skin shrivels up, wrinkles<br />it hurts, it feels numb<br /><br />throw down the rope, please<br />I can't stay up much longer<br />drowning in my grave<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-111007109803350724?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1109356122661583722005-02-25T10:24:00.000-08:002005-02-25T10:28:42.663-08:00I run to be free.<br />Gliding, soaring through the trees.<br />Never want to stop.<br /><br />You can't keep me down<br />Wind and rain! I'll take you on.<br />Laugh right in your face.<br /><br />Where will this take me?<br />As high as I want to go.<br />The miles are mine.<br /><br />WOW! It sounds like I wrote this doesn't it? It sounds just like me. I wish I wrote it...but I didn't. Who else could have possible tuned in and read my mind??<br />My husband- that's who. Michael Brydon, how on Earth do you do this???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-110935612266158372?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1109101758430827432005-02-22T11:47:00.000-08:002005-02-22T11:49:18.430-08:00A birthday haiku for you:<br /><br />It's your day Kathy,<br />Eat some cake, open some gifts<br />Go b-day buck wild.<br /><br />Hope that some people<br />Will leave you a few comments<br />On this special day.<br /><br />Thank You DJS!!<br /><a href="http://dailyshovel.blogspot.com/">http://dailyshovel.blogspot.com/</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-110910175843082743?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1107796739586448562005-02-07T09:12:00.000-08:002005-02-07T09:18:59.586-08:00Toast in the morning <br />Send it down the same old way <br />Got to get to work <br /> <br />Love that face on you <br />Let's get together for lunch <br />I will pay for it <br /> <br />Back home for dinner <br />Chicken, pork chops or a roast? <br />Wash it down with wine <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-110779673958644856?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1104710978779308382005-01-02T16:06:00.000-08:002005-01-02T16:09:38.780-08:00Blonde hair in the bath <br />gently kissing my shoulder <br />free from gravity <br /> <br />Breathing in and out <br />silence cradles my soft skin <br />glowing candles burn <br /> <br />Soapy bubbles fade <br />fragrance fills the steamy air <br />here I am again <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-110471097877930838?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1104186377725333742004-12-27T14:21:00.000-08:002004-12-27T14:26:17.726-08:00Here is one my honey wrote. He was thinking of how I went through illness for Christmas, but this would be a hard one to tell the people of Thailand right about now. My heart bleeds for them... <br /> <br />Do not live in fear. <br />Embrace the pain. Go forward. <br />It is part of life. <br /> <br />Be strong yet humble. <br />Bad will come to you in waves. <br />Make it yours and learn. <br /> <br />Take it and go on. <br />Temporary is the storm. <br />Faith will lead you back. <br /> <br /> <br />I especially like the last stanza, don't you? <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-110418637772533374?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1103734346458636482004-12-22T08:45:00.000-08:002004-12-22T08:52:26.456-08:00Sitting in the car <br />How I like to stare at you <br />make it last all day <br /> <br />Give me what I need <br />I want to feel you closer <br />Would you take my hand? <br /> <br />Fly me to the blue <br />and take me to the places <br />I can be with you <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-110373434645863648?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1101134070763857492004-11-22T06:21:00.000-08:002004-11-22T06:34:30.763-08:00Foolish one is me <br />I wished that I was normal <br />Thought I could have that <br /> <br />Winter time is here <br />At least I can eat the meat <br />Time to cook the bird <br /> <br />Learn to like the soy <br />Eat the pie and I will die <br />Happy Thanksgiving! <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-110113407076385749?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1097537034247525632004-10-11T16:18:00.000-07:002004-10-11T16:23:54.246-07:00I can still feel you. <br />Hours ago we made love, <br />Yet you linger still. <br /> <br />Always here are you. <br />I burn with all that you are. <br />Your beauty unmatched. <br /> <br />I thank you my love. <br />You feed my soul, quench my thirst. <br />I long for nothing. <br /> <br /> <br />This one was written (and far better than mine) by the one I call "Honey". <br /><em>Happy Birthday</em> <em>to you</em> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-109753703424752563?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1095970082246093322004-09-23T13:49:00.000-07:002004-09-23T13:08:02.246-07:00Well you're blessed I guess <br />Never know which road you choose <br />You're the lucky one <br /> <br />Dance with the devil <br />Loved by all; hated by none <br />Free as the wind blows <br /> <br />Playing and winning <br />Bet your luck won't follow me <br />You're the next best thing <br /> <br />Not a care in sight <br />Where you're at is where you'll be <br />Always havin fun <br /> <br /> <br />I guess that makes you the lucky one... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-109597008224609332?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1094852559123492572004-09-10T14:38:00.000-07:002004-09-10T14:42:39.123-07:00Built myself a wall <br />Today I call it blogger <br />All day long I check <br /> <br />Click from page to page <br />Got all the time in the world <br />Waste it on this box <br /> <br />Blogger not so bad <br />Keeps my mind off you; it's true <br />writings on the wall <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-109485255912349257?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1094235959366641682004-09-03T11:19:00.000-07:002004-09-04T07:24:26.890-07:00Week went by so fast <br />Did I make a dent at all? <br />List 'em two by two. <br /> <br />Run and write my day. <br />Laundry: dishes in the sink. <br />Help a friend instead. <br /> <br />Play this game of life. <br />You know what really matters. <br />Go and get it done! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-109423595936664168?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1092958527046091562004-08-19T16:25:00.001-07:002004-08-19T16:35:27.046-07:00Jumping Rope today <br />round and round the children play <br />got to take your turn <br /> <br />Hopping up and down <br />feet a floppin to the ground <br />leaves land in my hair <br /> <br />Say: cherry ice cream <br />soda on top, I forgot <br />end of the line, kid <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-109295852704609156?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7996073.post-1092852602722334102004-08-18T11:02:00.000-07:002004-08-18T11:10:02.723-07:00Hurray for parents <br />Teachers everywhere unite <br />kids are back to fight <br /> <br />Time for school again <br />So clean and cool are you, dude <br />live it up: I say <br /> <br />Best is for the moms <br />Free to talk and play all day <br />Coffee come my way <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7996073-109285260272233410?l=haikume.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18388871742684725492noreply@blogger.com0