Father of 3, master of none. IT Manager in Education. Football, NHL and NFL fan. Likes comedy and music, but not together.
Northern England
Why do birds suddenly appear?
Maybe it's love, maybe it's fear?
Maybe it's because there's birdseed near?
What becomes of the broken hearted?
Maybe his feelings went uncharted?
Maybe she thrived since they parted?
How deep is your love?
Maybe as deep as a boxing glove?
Maybe not deep enough to speak of?
What's new pussycat?
Maybe something, this or that?
Maybe we need a nice chit chat?
I maintain that everyone in IT needs to know this •one• Yiddish word and use it often.
Farpotshket: Broken, because someone tried to fix it.
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Wings are not meant
To be furled, rested
Curled in a corner
Dusted with shadow
Wings are meant
To be spread wide
Fingertips reaching
Throwing off the dark
Wings are meant
To carry you high
Soaring above sorrow
Freedom in the sky
Photography by Cameron Bloom
Blue, sashiko sky,
soft, grass batting surrounds us.
Wrapped in this warm quilt,
You and I press, fingers spread.
No other moment exists.
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(Photo by Erik Jermanis)
Vegetable spread
upon my bread
Brings disaspointment
Fills with dread.
Bring me butter
Arteries clutter
Colesterol and
Cardiac splutter
Add some jam
Just a dram
Or maybe even
Egg and Spam
Even better
Mature cheddar
Whether it's been sliced
Or in the Shredder.
Sideways rain and indistinct sunlight.
Winter in its pomp.
Scraping glass and the synthetic bouquet of de icer rattling around your nose.
Then to work in the dark, and returning the same.
Spring not yet on the horizon, but time marches on, as must we.
@tanweerdar Same here. As an IT professional, it was always going to be the first thing that would pop in my head from your prompt!
@Warnstaff I've just had to Google that as I'm a. Old and b. English, but it fits perfectly! Excellent choice.
I long to be surrounded
By a vista of mountains
To feel dwarfed by them
As if nothing can happen
Sheltered in their beauty
Counting is easy, one two three
95, 98, ME, and NT
2000 followed by XP
Vista came next
The best for me.
7,8,10,11, no room for 9
Heaven only knows what's next in line...
Each turn of the screw
Earth around the Sun
Things getting worse
For everyone.
Is there any way of getting content from one birdsite account to appear in my masto TL? The only thing keeping me from ditching it totally is seeing my local non-league football team's updates.
After a busy day campaigning, she sat on the edge of her bed, and kicked off her heavy shoes.
"Shit," she said, out loud to the room.
"Shit, shit, shit!" This time directly at the Ottoman.
Her campaign manager knocked sheepishly at the door. "Come in Nigel, for fucks sake!"
Nigel opened the door and stepped into the dimly lit room.
"I know, Nigel, I know! I shouldn't have promised them all free quinoa, but it's done now!"
Glancing over the trench, he counted.
"Thirty, I think. Twenty nine now. Twenty eight."
It was getting worse.
"Twenty si-five! Twenty five! Two at once!"
Half a day passed. They were down to the last one.
He looked round at the remains of his once strong army.
Refusing to accept defeat.
@tanweerdar ♥️
It broke. He heard it break.
Pieces shot off in all directions.
The pain was unbearable. Hot, searing pain everywhere the fragments touched.
She had gone, and his heart would never be the same.
The Cockrill crowed again.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo" it taunted my sleep. There was no point I was going to have to get up and face the day.
"Cock-a-doodle doo." Again. "Alright, I'm up! are you happy now?!"
"Cock-a-doodle-doo." This time, smug. Like he had won. "I'm GLAD I'm awake actually. I'd rather be awake than be a stupid chicken!
"Cock-a-doodle-doo... You hate your job and your wife left you for Gary C. from work."
Bastard.
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@ifixcoinops Cheers! More money and IVF later and we got there though :)
