Here is a link to my latest you tube channel reading. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EAdvMXLg6DA
Winter will soon slip into spring, all dressed in green; bouquet nights and the rebirth of love. Snakes gliding through the grass. But for now, we deal with ice and snow, slick roads and cold hearts.
I was on the bus the other day. The driver had a slippery scowl pasted on her chubby face. My mask had inched down on my nose, and she yelled, "Put your mask on or you will be off the bus."
I was already having a terrible day. My asthma was acting up, I could hardly breathe, and I had just put my beloved dog to sleep. I miss her, but she slipped away peacefully.
I rang the bell to get off at my stop, as I chewed my gum in passive anger. I stood up and walked toward the front of the bus. The aisle was slick from the snow and ice. As I neared the exit door, I took the gum out of my mouth, so that I could throw it away, but things went horribly awry.
I slipped on a wet spot, and to catch myself, I firmly planted my gum hand on the back of the driver's head. She had short hair, but still, the wad of gum was now embedded in her golden locks. I'm sure a haircut is her near future.
Since then, I intend to tread softly and cautiously, and just maybe, she does too.
I just did a poetry reading and book signing at Three Bells Bookstore. I've included a link to my YouTube channel where I posted it. My 3 books are It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse, Seedy Town Blues, and Sleep Always Calls. They are available on Amazon.
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'What goes around, comes around', as at least one Famous Football Manager in England was fond of saying. These days, with Free Bus Travel after 9am on Weekdays, and all day @ W/Es, I get a lot less stressed on the Buses hopefully. Really Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️
Hi Thomas,
There are few lines,
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https://youtu.be/Av_tFW11EAI?si=uC9LrwbvXjhZHfdu
a nice song.
it says, how far you go i come that near.....
How are you,
here there are blows and i couldnt sustain bad weather, i thought i will calm down, if calmin gdown indicates dead person, i am sorry, i am here, not any far, i am missing this cafe, and i am there for my family, i am with him, i thought i dont want to be something that hurts him, i am his strength and love and family. I have been missing him and what he had taught me in writing better,
Our God is protecting us and we are safe, we are in love with Iraq, that fulfills my Appa's dream, and it is started going towards on its path.
This story captures how life’s chaos can flip from tragedy to absurdity in seconds — grief, anger, and accidental comedy tangled together like that gum in her hair. It’s darkly human and oddly hopeful. When days feel that unpredictable, I channel my focus elsewhere, sometimes in a game at https://20bet-sports.com/. Helps steady the mind.
That story captures human fragility so perfectly — grief, anger, and those absurd little moments that turn tragedy into irony. It’s funny and painfully real. Life throws curveballs, and sometimes laughter is the only balance we find. When I need to shake off heavy days, I unwind at https://starcasino.it.com/ — pure distraction and unexpected luck.
I love how this poem moves from grief and frustration to an almost comic twist, yet still lands on a quiet truth about empathy and awareness. Life has a way of humbling us. And reminding us to tread gently, in more ways than one.
'What goes around, comes around', as at least one Famous Football Manager in England was fond of saying. These days, with Free Bus Travel after 9am on Weekdays, and all day @ W/Es, I get a lot less stressed on the Buses hopefully. Really Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..