Bad day

Bad day
Started out good
Turned bad
Got a few poems out of it

A dove flies by
Two crows peck at it
A hawk comes
The crows fly away

Something so pure and white
Became something else
First with playful blues and greens
Then stained with everlasting black

Up and down

Sometimes We tell people that they're goIng down. Down where? And sometimes people take it as a joke...sometimes they don't. I know usually it's just some friendly competition. Think about when it's not. It isn't taken lightly when it's used like that. So maybe instead of down, we need to say, "hey, your going up." to change it up.