The cupboards are opened
the food flown across the room
and the tomatoes are squashed
as I scream,
I asked you to leave!
A moan
the windows blown open
I scream out
It’s cold in here
your letting the draft in!
I let them in
I felt guilty
because maybe
it was my fault.
It wasn’t like I meant
to hit them
they were the one
standing in the middle of the road.
As my headlights
shined brightly in their face
they just stood there
as if they were a deer.
Look around it’s a mess in here!
Now I ask
if you are to stay
you must clean.
Don’t give me that look!
If you can toss it
you can clean it
ghost or not.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Spiritual energy.
Do you believe in death?
Yes.
Do you believe in a soul?
No.
Do you believe in a supreme creator.
No.
Do you believe in Spiritual Energy?
Yes,
although I believe
there is no controlling it
or rationalizing it
or maintaining it.
Energy is an accumulation
of pent up emotions
and it cannot be gathered
and collected
to create a specific product.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
It never ends.
Floating so heavily in space
held up there
rotating around the sun
how long till it falls?
Is there a ground?
It never ends
it keeps going and going
space never lets out
till one collides
within another.
Just a smidge back
or forward
the lights go out
or brighten to much
and it all ends
dependent upon the sun.
No wonder our minds
can’t process ending
when space is forever
as far as we know
we can’t find the end
we cant see the beginning
of all time.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Built by humans.
A failure
in a structuralized society
built by humans
in which standards
were set by humans
in which failing
is what?
If you’re living in
be it a small house
or the biggest of all
you have shelter
buckets to collect the rain
because wealth distribution
is meant to warm
those that already are
as we change stipulations
and the standards.
We still find ourselves
in service to the same types
because the criteria
is stored within brains
and disguised by bodies
although the truth is
anyone can take
and give when
it’s beneficial to self.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
The monsters standing about their ant holes.
As we fear
the monsters
under our beds
and peeking through our closets,
the insects
fear the open space
and the monsters
standing about their ant holes.
With one swift kick
breaking their life work
murdering villages
in one stomp
as the monster goes back home
without the guilt
because to them
insects are pests
and pests don’t matter.
Pests should be appreciative
the monsters
haven’t terminated them entirely.
Although the monsters
often forget
the entire concept of ecology
and the affect of ecosystems
in which the monsters learned in school.
Pest companies
have gained control
reminding the monsters
the disgust factor
of the insects
as if outside
is their place to hide
rather than their home.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Making my mind mine.
I’ve spent a lot of time
making my mind mine.
Analyzing many of words
and combinations
taking in thoughts
from other sources
and banishing them out.
I’m not looking to change,
I’m looking to evolve further.
My mind opened
not to suggestions
or for the take
my mind is open
to allow the flow to create
to find what hasn’t been done
trying to shred all that’s around
because it’s getting in
trying to take over
trying to conform
my thoughts
into the others
and I’ve worked to hard
to find my own.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Ghosts.
Ghosts.
Is a ghost a thought?
An abundance of stubborn energy?
Is it simply our minds
projecting outward
and the most vivid thinkers
are they the ones
creating these ghosts.
Do the psychics know?
Are they the ones
ready to profit
on the thoughts
of everyone else?
The fears
the hopes
the wants
that they cannot bring true
or do they not know either?
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
As the worms slither beneath.
In the dirt
materials are laid
and houses are built
as the worms slither beneath
eating the minerals
as a shovel halves them
wiggling two parts.
The smaller part
slithers quickly
escaping the quick thrusts
of the shovel
busily leveling the ground
for a swimming pool
for the animals to play
in clean water
filled of chemicals
to fight the algae
as they curiously
explore the outdoors.
Within the pool
they go under
and as their heads
approach the air
their hands quickly swat
the disease ridden insect
fluttering about
as it scatters onto the next.
Upon the deck an animal lays
the mosquito lands upon a leg
slurping the iron filled liquid
swat it explodes
spraying upon the leg
a mutter of the words
Gross.
The boards upon the deck
begin to wobble
and the animal upon it
begins to shake
looking around, startled.
Beneath the rather larger part
sprouted out of the dirt
with a scent of iron
in the air
as it pushes itself through boards
breaking them
and taking with it
a rather larger meal.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Hidden from what you share.
I’m happy, and I’m living the best.
I see what you show me
beautiful pictures
and I see your life
is perfectly plastered in your pictures
and I know your truth
isn’t in there
in the pictures you’ve captured
only particular moments
are shown
and the words you chose to caption
lack the truth.
The truth
is in the words you don’t share
the stories your mind holds
the pictures you haven’t taken
that’s where your truth lives
hidden from what you share.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Selfishness.
Selfishness
is a necessity
if one must
fill their basic needs
water, air, oxygen
they must breathe.
If they share their mask
as the plane goes under
and the passenger besides them
accepts their offer
isn’t the passenger selfish?
The one that sacrificed
is a hero
until the body
in the survivors basement
is discovered
and the hero
who gave up their mask
has now taken another life
besides their own
all because they wanted
to be honored
and appear unselfish.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
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