Monday, December 8, 2014

Peggys Cove a Haiku


Monday, October 27, 2014

Internal Quiet




Peaceful and resting                          

Silently enjoying bliss

Till noise interrupts


Sunday, October 12, 2014

Remembering Back

Source: Free Digital Photos Photographer Maggie Smith
I cannot cry
I feel nothing inside
Hollow is all that resides
Feelings once there
Now left with despair
Gloom and doom
Is all I see
What will become
Of me
Not sure if I really care
If I am here or there
Not much matters anymore
Go ahead walk out that door
Angry at what you do not see
This life is a living hell for me
Sometimes I invoke
To God to provoke
A glimmer of hope
There must be belief within me
For when I wake I pray to be
Back to the once normality
© 2011 Susan Zutautas 
I have been reading so many articles on depression lately and so many of us have been there. The words above are how I remember being stuck in a funk for weeks upon weeks. It is difficult looking back and remembering how awful it felt, so someone please, say something funny to lighten my mood. Thanks so much for reading.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Should a Would a Could a

Myself with my mother in law Claire
The following poem is something I wrote for one of my dearest friends who just happens to be my Mother In Law. 
We have had a really good relationship since we first met back in 1986, and have been great friends ever since.
Claire is notorious for saying I should have done this or I could have done that. This is what inspired me to write this poem for her.
Should a Would a Could a
Should a Would a Could a is not the place for you.
Think about tomorrow and the things you want to do.
Leave the Should a Would a Could a’s where
They belong and think about the things to come,
Not where you've gone wrong.
Think about the dreams, the things you want to see.
Think about the fun that you shall have with me.
You cannot change the past, just Live for Today.
Yesterday is gone; leave it there, where it belongs.
Think about tomorrow and the things you want to do,
The Should a Would a Could a’s of the past are gone.

© 2010 Susan Zutautas 


Monday, September 29, 2014

Blue Skies Won't Wait for You - Flash Fiction Poem

Somewhere In Nova Scotia

Blue Skies Won’t Wait for You
Oh my darling yes it’s true
No matter how much you try
No matter how much you do
Blue Skies Won’t Wait for You

You get up each morning
You work the day away
The chickens to be fed
The cows milked
Stalls mucked out
Repairs to be made
Farmhouse cleaned
Family to feed
The baby put to bed

Blue Skies Won’t Wait for You
Remember this is what I said
Take some time for yourself my darling
Or life will pass you by in a flash
Blue Skies Won’t Wait For You



This poem is for a Flash Fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch  Your poem or story must be 99 words, no more, no less. Join us each week and get your creative juices flowing. Try it, you may enjoy it and become addicted to writing Flash Fiction as much as I have. 

Sunday, September 21, 2014

I Wrote a Poem Just For You




I’d love to be able to write you a song
To let you know how much we belong
Side by side every day
Side by side all the way




If only I could find words to write
How I feel day and night
But it is hard to write with paws
Webbed they are but there is a flaw
No pen will fit between my claws

Just take me for a walk today
Feed me treats and I will stay
Right beside you not pulling away
Just tell me nicely to sit and stay


I promise not to be a rat
I’ll never again chase the cat
If you will feed me a bone or two
I will fetch for you a brew

When you come home at night
I’ll be waiting with delight
Wagging my tail to and fro
Just let me out to play in the snow

I know that it’s not polite to drool
Can’t help myself I am a dog you fool
I can read your mind with ease
I know what you want and how to please
But at times dogs just have to disobey
You took me to the vet and now I am spayed

You always fill my water dish
Sometimes I wish you’d throw me a fish
I am a Newfoundland dog you see
At one time fish were free for me

The liver you make my breakfast with
Is really quite delicious
However if you could just double it up
You would make me a happy pup

So sorry that I shed like a bear
You would too if you had this much hair
I do not like to have my nails clipped
I would rather eat those potato chips

I have a wish for my birthday this year
I hope you don’t find it is too dear
But I would really like a steak
And please oh please bake me a cake

© 2011 Susan Zutautas 






Linking up to PAWSIT Hop Saturday  A new blog hop that is dog licious!

Some Days Are Harder Than Others



Heartbroken
Feeling
A little blue
Slapped in the face,
Embarrassed to think
I was on a cloud
I was self-proud
For awhile

In a flash
Ever so quickly
I crashed and
Came tumbling down
Back to earth
Ouch! That hurt

Stand up again
Pick up the
Pieces what’re left
If any of
My own self-respect

This dream of mine
Will come true
I won’t give up
I refuse to
I’ll go on
I always do
Has this ever
Happened to you?

© 2011 Susan Zutautas 

Sometimes it takes a friend or a new found acquaintance to point out flaws that we ourselves cannot see. This happened to me today, and I am grateful to this person in many ways. So even though this piece sounds terribly depressing, it isn't so. For me it is just a learning process.



Saturday, September 20, 2014

If I Could Go Back In Time

Prince Edward Island, Canada
Photo by Susan Zutautas

If I could go back in time
And change the things I’ve done
I’m not so sure I’d be any happier
Than what I have become

My life has been meaningful to me
I’ve had the pleasure of many things
Met great people along the way
Still meeting new ones everyday

I’ve never wanted material things
That’s just the way I am
Enjoy the simple beauty
Of lakes, mountains, seas, and lands

If I could have one wish or two
The first one would be
To live the rest of my life
In peace and harmony

The second one is probably
The same many of us have
To live without fear
Of a nuclear war

I’ve had my children, watched them grow
Nurtured them along the way
I've let them know how much they’re loved
I pray they’ll be okay




© Copyright 2011 Susan Zutautas


Thursday, September 4, 2014

Old Girl Rapping

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Off to the store I go, go, go
Dollar days
Less to pay
Makes more sense
To shop this way

Two for a buck Just my luck
Some shelves are empty this just sucks
That’s okay is what I say
I’ll just come back another day
                                                                  





photo by Susan Zutautas

Turkey’s turkey’s look at that
So long after Christmas and that’s a fact
But they're still here oh dear oh dear
Eat one more and I’ll gobble all year

Pasta noodles all different kinds
Elbows and spaghetti will do just fine
Peas and corn are on sale too
Have to take just a few
Cauliflower for a dollar a head
What a deal I’ll take two instead

Pushing my cart up to the cash
Forgot the potatoes I better dash
The family will be mad if I don’t make mashed
At least twice this week with the succotash

I hate to shop but can't pass up a deal
When it comes to saving money on a meal

Hope you liked my rap and pretended to clap
I’ll end it now before I get slapped

© 2011 Susan Zutautas 

Pest In My Garden

Aruna at ml.wikipedia [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0


Coming home one day after work,
I looked out my back patio door.
Much to my surprise,
I saw a cat hunched over my flower boxes,
eating my newly planted marigolds.

How dare you, I said out loud.
I quickly opened the door,
and tried to shoo the cat away.
I’d worked so hard making my yard look pretty.
This big brown cat with his back towards me
paid no heed to my words get out of here.
I clapped my hands so loudly that I finally startled him.
He started to move away.
Watching him waddle very slowly,
I thought, oh my what a huge butt you have.
Off he ventured farther into my back yard.

Just before he was about to go behind the garden shed,
he turned his head and looked at me.
Probably thinking, you've just ruined my dinner.
Marumari at the English language Wikipedia [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html), CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/) or GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html)], from Wikimedia Commons
I realized then that this was not a cat at all.
This was a groundhog starring back at me.

It was not the last I’d see of him,
as he returned a few days later.
This time feasting on tulips in my side yard.
They must not have agreed with him,
as all the tops were left beside the stems.

Shortly after we added a dog to our family,
and have not seen Mr. Groundhog since.

© 2012 Susan Zutautas 

Monday, September 1, 2014

Every Picture Tells a Story - It's a Dogs Life

The Tree Fort

How I want to be a bird up in a tree
Singing songs and chirping, chasing bumblebees

I tried to build a nest, thinking maybe I could fly
Turn into a bird, and soar way up high

Gathered all the leaves and twigs, together to be bound
Now I am exhausted with a tree fort on the ground

Actually it is quite nice, with all the leaves covering me
I can hide right here escaping, the bath that I so need



Bored

We are two dogs that are bored as can be
Lying on the kitchen floor waiting for a treat

A walk would be nice, out in the sun
Go to the park for a little run

The cat is upstairs hiding........ from us right now
If he’d come down, we could chase him all around

Swimming at the lake would be lots of fun
Guess we’ll just have to wait for the time to come



Trim My Paws

Why do you look so shocked that I jumped up here

The groomer made me get on her table, so why can’t I here

I went to school today and got one paw groomed

So get out the scissors and please finish them soon

You saw how she did it, so please give it a try

Make the other ones pretty, I am not shy


One night after obedience training I asked the groomer/trainer how to trim the fur on my dogs paws and so she took us into her grooming room and showed me on one of her paws. When we got home Magz jumped up onto the table as if to say "Okay now finish the other three"

© 2011 Susan Zutautas 



Texas Hold Em

I have this little addiction, well actually two addictions. One is writing, and the other is I love to play Texas Hold Em Poker on Facebook. I've been playing online now for years as I really enjoy the game. It's fun to try to figure out who the bluffers are, and who only bets when they know they have everyone beat. I play pretty safe most of the time, and only bet when I think I have a chance to win. I really think poker of any type is a game of chance, skill and patience. I've written this haiku for my love of poker. Hope that you like it.


Texas Hold Em Poker                        

Nine at a table
Placing bets begin the game
Waiting for the flop

Someone goes all in
Should I fold my ace and king
No I don't, I win

Full house, flushes, straights                                              
Four of a kind is divine
Royal flush beats all

© 2012 Susan Zutautas 


Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Valentine's Day Poem - Just For Fun




Don’t bring me roses or chocolates tonight
Bring me diamonds that glitter in moonlight

A Mercedes would be nice as well
Rack the cards, the house we can sell



Don’t forget that cruise you promised
This weekend off we go to the Bahamas
Mumm champagne will do just fine
Before we go out, of course to dine


Caviar is expected
Forget it, and you will be rejected
If you insist on bringing home candy
Please make sure they are filled with brandy



To top the night off, I will have to insist
That you give me a back rub, I will not resist
Before I go darling, there is one more thing
Make sure the diamond is a four carat ring!







© 2011 Susan Zutautas 
Just to let you know, I wrote this just for fun as the title says. I as well as many others I am sure are sick to death of Special Days and holidays being over commercialized. Spend, spend, spend no, no, no. There are many ways you can show your love for someone on Valentine's Day without lavishing them with gifts.

Friday, August 22, 2014

What's Wrong With This Picture?




What’s wrong with this picture I ask myself

I go to the cupboard and open the door
Bread bags open half eaten I roar
Why can’t they just finish one bag at a time?
Oh no they want fresh every single time


I go to the fridge and see cartons galore
They are all empty I’ll have to go to the store
Why is it no one in this house called a home
Cannot throw anything out as I moan


The dogs water dish is empty I go fill it fast
Why me I ask it’s not that big of a task
Just give them a drink, fill it up at the sink
Why am I the only one to do this I say
Make my life easier you can do it today


Crumbs on the counter here we go again
The day has just started and I’m going insane
What would it take for them to just lend a hand?
Help me clean up before I complain and remand


Your clothes are in piles all over the floor
Clean them up I am not your maid anymore.

© 2010 Susan Zutautas