Bianca Eddings

Somedays I’d rather be working 9 to 5
I’d rather I get up and go
But things are different right now
And I gotta do what I gotta do

These days I ought to be thankful
I have something to get up and do
Cause things are different right now
And somedays I am working

Hmm
You all know it.
I wish I could say
“I had nothing”
Hmm

Hmm
Don’t write that bit.
Don’t waste the day.
No rhythmic ring.
Hmm

Hmm
I will let it sit.
Let the song play.
Let the tears sing.
Hmm

It’s here!
Boy, did it come fast.
Out under the sun
And around it for twenty-five years;
A whole quarter century.

A Snap!
Oh, there are changes about.
Dancing on the floor
And bounding across it in antalgic gait;
A swish with confidence.

Oh dear!
Oof, that was a mistake.
Wallowing in pits
And grieving moments of the road behind
A dose of folly.

Oh well!
Welp, got to move on.
Here above the dirt
And amongst those whose hearts beat;
A bouncy grown woman

A Love in the Sky

The sun kissed the moon
The moon sang a goodnight tune
The sun rose at the dawn of day
The moon dutifully hid behind the ray
The sun grew weary and wanted to rest
The moon came out as the sun sank west
The dawn came ; the sun kissed the moon
The moon again sang a goodnight tune
                                            
                                        Alison Johnstone