In Which I Am Tired But Happy

Today flew by, bewildering and fast,

But I have much to show for it, for once

In serious and laudable contrast

To other days when I have, like a dunce

Allowed my time to flee without control.

I chose each moment's occupation, did

Precisely what I sought to, on the whole,

So much so that I've carpal pain. I'm rid,

Though, of that nagging panic I can't name

But all my dear ones recognize. This price

I gladly pay, to keep my conscience tame,

Though doing what I've done's not my advice

To others. Do a little bit each day

And you won't have to spend one in this way.

In Which I Emerge Rumpled And Blushing From The Theater

I feel like I've just come home from a date

I went on once before, decades ago.

This time around the guy proved, ere too late,

A dimmer version, prettier but so

Much not my type it's laughable. Yet I

Let him grope at me, kiss me, fumble at

My bra strap and my skirts there on the sly

Within the darkened theater, but when that

Quite witless fella pledged undying love

I couldn't help but laugh. The older one

Seduced me once with robot owls, one of

My cherished memories, but still just fun.

So when it comes to Titans Clashing, I'm

A bit 'shamed to admit I'd a good time.

BONUS SONNET: Epic Party Fail, Yet We Saved It

I started out my Friday eve'ning with

High hopes that summer of '09 would start

With one great smashing party, but a pith

To my poor fragile ego and my heart

Occurred on my arrival. Look! My ex,

For whom I real'ize I still bear a torch

Is here with his young wife! Oh so complex

Is my reaction. I hide on the porch,

E'en ere the rain and hail starts to occur.

I break, too, my resolve now to abstain

From liquor. Oh, it's fine; I have met her

And seen him before now. Yet there is pain.

But weather drove the sissies home to hide

And I stayed with my good friends. I abide!