Somebody cares

drunken stumbling

incoherent mumbling

front door

trying more

key stabbing

handle grabbing

key engages

final stages

opening door

greet floor

sleeping sound

memory rewound

cold awakening

body shaking

ascending stairs

nobody cares

into bed

throbbing head

midday rising

nothing surprising

searching fridge

leftover smidge

beer calling

resistance falling

beer consumed

afternoon doomed

staggering slouch

creaking couch

TV flickers

downing liquors

darkness falls

phone calls

rambling voicemails

disjointed emails

somebody cares

intervention declares

rehab clinic

no picnic

long recovery

new discovery

sober living

self forgiving

Frederick life

Sunday morning

Downtown Frederick

Fall colors

Leafy streets

Cool air

No wind

People walking

Mostly couples

All ages

Young couples

Exercise freaks

Bouncing along

Red lights

Stationary jogging

Cloudy skies

Older couple

Gentle stroll

Warm clothes

Holding hands

No agenda

Treasuring time

Light traffic

Church goers

Mass time

Sunday best

Purposeful striding

Quiet streets

Homeless guy

Pushing cart

From shelter

To nowhere

Sad eyes

Tires screech

Pedestrian freezes

No impact

Panic over

Life resumes

Young woman

Smartly dressed

Clutching Starbucks

Steaming coffee

Caffeine hit

Cyclist arrives

Corner waiting

Lycra clad

Friends join

Bike ride 

leaves falling

Frederick life

Sunday Morning

wife unloads

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sun bright

holding tight

driving fast

cars passed

wife complaining

insults raining

tight bend

steering mend

tires screeching

arm reaching

lost control

car roll

upside down

stupid clown

gasoline smell

panicking hell

clambering out

frantic shout

wife trapped

desperate extract

safely removed

dazed bruised

fire engulfs

swapping insults

intense flame

blaming game

car explodes

wife unloads

relationship ending

divorce impending

Captivated in the sea of poetry

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floating in the sea of indifference

swimming in the sea of praises

drowning in the sea of anarchy

freezing in the sea of icebergs

pummeled in the sea of rage

grieving in the sea of sadness

crying in the sea of grief

rejoicing in the sea of success

perplexed in the sea of mystery

painting in the sea of oils

climbing in the sea of mountains

suffocating in the sea of vacuum

cautious in the sea of villains

roasting in the sea of fire

soaring in the sea of thermals

anxious in the sea of worries

spellbound in the sea of love

 relaxing in the sea of friends 

invisible in the sea of darkness

digesting in the sea of food

basking in the sea of sunshine

investing in the sea of hedge funds

running in the sea of treadmills

denying in the sea of accusations

writing in the sea of words

resisting in the sea of pressure

resting in the sea of tranquility

binge-drinking in the sea of alcoholics

grilling in the sea of BBQs

sculpting in the sea of clay

shining in the sea of light

listening in the sea of music

knitting in the sea of wool

burping in the sea of indigestion

thinking in the sea of ideas

playing in the sea of sport

caressing in the sea of passion

yawning in the sea of boredom

blossoming in the sea of flowers

hydrating in the sea of hangovers

walking in the sea of trails

mesmerized in the sea of magic

captivated in the sea of poetry

always losing stuff

when its time to leave the house

I start looking for my phone

but its nowhere to be seen

I think it hides from me

I always put my car keys in a drawer

but when I am really late

they mysteriously disappear 

often found hiding in a jacket pocket

I wear glasses to read

but dare not take them off

because whenever I do

they run away and hide from me

sunglasses disappear without trace

I must have bought hundreds 

do they just grow wings and fly

I once found 7 pairs under my drivers seat 

I used to have a nice blue linen shirt

but its nowhere to be found

maybe I left it in an hotel

or at a forgotten dry cleaners

when I get an important letter

I put it somewhere safe

then much later when I desperately need it

I can’t remember where I put it

the TV remote lives on the coffee table

whenever its time to watch the game 

the little bugger has gone walkabout

It usually hides under the couch

When I get ideas for a poem

I write them down straight away

I wrote a great poem about losing  stuff

but I can’t find it now……………

from dance to romance

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I remember so well our first dance

That led to our steamy romance

It started with a mundane conversation

Your voice gave me a strange sensation

Your words were dancing in my ear

Your intentions became ever so clear

I led you to the crowded dance floor

A place you had been many times before

The rhythmic squeezing of your hand

Totally in tune with the band

Your feet were smoothly gliding

Your inhibitions no longer hiding

Our bodies twisting and turning

My heart beat out the yearning

The evening flew by ever so fast

I wanted it to forever last

Then came the last slow number

Your head on my shoulder in a mock slumber

Your breath felt like fire on my neck

Your lips planted a discernible surrendering peck

My grip on your waist went tighter

We both knew this would be an all-nighter

Change of direction for Cheeky Monkey Poetry

Cheeky Monkey Poetry started publishing daily poems on May 31, 2021

Since then I have posted 500 pieces of poetry and short stories

This represents one piece of writing per day for almost 500 days

Going forward, I plan to post less frequently but hopefully maintain the same level of creative writing

Please take some time to browse through the archives

We plan to redesign the website so that archived poems are easier to access

Thank you for all your support and feedback

Stay Cheeky!

Self-prime on days that end in Y

Early generation combustion engines would never start without priming

You had to push a button a few times

Or squeeze a rubber bulb to get some fuel flowing to the engine

Then it would start the first time and run perfectly

We can all do the same for ourselves

Your day will go so much better with self-priming

Start your morning with some positive thoughts

Focus on your known strengths

Reflect on your great achievements

Anticipate positive outcomes for the tasks of the day

Be optimistic that you can navigate any obstacles that come along

There is a good chance your day will go better with self-priming

It’s the same with your body

Athletes do not perform well without priming

They do stretches and warm-ups before taxing their muscles

So why not prime your mind before entering the world

It’s also good to prime yourself throughout the day

Before an important meeting

Give yourself a few minutes alone

Think about the character strengths of those you are meeting

The outcome will probably be much better

Than if you entered with negative thoughts

When it comes to making an important decision

Take a few moments to decompress

Relieve the tension and anxiety surrounding the outcome

Think about a really good decision you have made in the past

One that had a very positive result

The chances are you will probably get it right this time

But if you do make a wrong decision

Be honest about it and forgive yourself

Prime yourself by treating it as a learning experience

I just checked and Today does end in Y

Fallen green warriors rescued

In the dead of night

An angry wind blew strong

Rushing around the building

His constant roar

Warning of his strength

Perpetuated by occasional short whistles

Signaling his mischievous intent

His deeds went unseen under the cloak of darkness

As the dawn approached he drew a breath

The eerie calm contradicted the visible damage

Tree branches severed and thrown to the ground

Outdoor furniture haphazardly rearranged

Loose objects torn from their homes

Carried to distant hiding places

The losses of their saddened owners

Become the surprise gifts to their finders

Plant pots unceremoniously toppled over

Like the fallen statues of historical figures

Who stood unmolested for decades

Until it was suddenly time for them to experience

The gale force winds of political correctness

The plants just lay there helpless

Soil scattered on the ground

As blood spilled in battle

These green wounded warriors

Silently waiting for an intervention

From their green-fingered owners

Soon to be upright with fresh soil and water

A few comforting words

Restoring their courage to bloom in floral beauty

Their flowers are free from discrimination

Producing a fine display

In any political climate

We have a lot to learn from them

How do you deal with your reality?

Reality is there

All around you

Staring you in the face

Sometimes it is hard to accept

You may not like reality

You can try to ignore it

You can create your own version

To convince yourself it is different

But reality stands firm

Unwavering

Unimpressed by your fantasy version

You may decide to wage war on reality

Plunge yourself into a constant battle

It is a futile exercise

Reality reigns supreme

Reality will never change by your will

Reality totally ignores your fantasy

If you simply accept reality

Embrace it for what it is

Accept that it is never perfect

Acknowledge that your version was just a fantasy

Your fantasy will whither away and die

Reality will certainly forgive you

Welcoming you back

Without any hard feelings

Reality can become your best friend

Then comes the bonus part

You will have found peace