Hugh Jackmania: The Finale

I decided to go see prisoners
as my Hugh Jackmania finale
I hadn't watched any of the trailers
but tonight I just needed to rally

I must say I found myself riveted
I sat and watched at the edge of my seat
I gasped with each time the plot pivoted
It lost the ending I thought it would meet

Then some parts were a little disturbing
it was hard to say who was good and bad
and each time that I felt my fears curbing
they came back more than they already had

When it was done, I was glad I had gone
...but tonight I might sleep with the lights on

Hugh Jackmania: Day 21 The Bitter End

Today I hit 3 weeks of Hugh Jackman
I've got no idea how this happened
I thought that maybe a week this could span
these 3 weeks surely have not lacked action!

I tried to list them all in sonnet form
but the task was proving to be too hard
I wanted to, but I couldn't perform
so go ahead... sue me! I'm not a bard

Alas! Now I am all out of movies
there are none left to rent or that I own
the only way I can stay a groupie
would be to go see Prisoners alone

But even if today's not the last day
tomorrow would be the end anyway

Procrastination... again

I really need to finish this paper
but it's already way past my bedtime
and through the night my focus has tapered
now I'm goofing off by writing this rhyme

I'm writing about schools, past and present
and what I think's waiting in the future
I'm pretty sure of this paper's content
but my distractor is the computer

I need to type it so this must stay on
but I can't avoid the internet's call
even as I let out a sleepy yawn
there are many pages that I still trawl

I guess I will try to get back to work
going to bed soon would be quite a perk...

Open House

Tonight at school it was open house night
the parents were coming to meet teachers
and while the parking lot was quite a fright
but the school was filled with many creatures

When I got to school I was excited
to meet the parents of all my students
but then soon I began to feel slighted
would this night not be more than a nuisance?

With three periods and two dozen kids,
there should be about four dozen parents.
forty-eight could come, but only two did
It would seem that apathy's apparent!

At least that's two parents I got to know
and their care for their kids really does show

Good Morning

I've found the best song to help waking up

and used it as my alarm this morning

I jumped out of bed, and smiled to say "yup"

this song was definitely not boring!

I rose, happy, and got in the shower

humming the song to myself with a grin

I started to realize it had power!

All who heard this song couldn't help but sing!

I felt I needed to share what I'd learned

all should be subjected to this earworm!

they'd sing this song with joy until it burned!

they would listen to Thneedville on my terms!

But now it is my time to go to bed

soon the sounds of this song will fill my head!

I See the Light

I had set an alarm for 8 AM
but I woke without hearing it screaming
Light streamed in underneath the curtain's hem
I panicked! How long had I been dreaming!

Clearly I had slept through all my alarms
I'd wasted Sunday as I often do!
Sleeping in always causes so much harm;
in a few hours the day would be through...

I looked at the clock and I saw the truth
"Oh... that's right... the sun rises at seven"
Yes! I had beaten my alarm forsooth!
with rest and free time... I was in heaven!

I got up and started my to-do list
Grateful for the Sunday I had not missed

Hang Me Out to Dry

Today I went shopping at Target
I needed some shirts among other things
I reminded myself not to forget
that I needed some hangers for hanging

I asked the clerk if I could please keep them
As he scanned a shirt I wanted to buy
Alas! He did soon my question condemn
The hangers would still the store's, not mine.

"But I've run out of hangers!" I pleaded
"I hung my clothes up and they are all gone"
I had hoped he would see they were needed
and he conceded to give me just one...

Now I shop for hangers disenchanted
missing free ones I'd taken for granted...

Friday the 13th

You may notice it's Friday the thirteenth
a day held as unlucky by many
though some treat it like extra halloween
of superstitious folks there are plenty

Me on the other hand... I'm just happy
I don't have to wake up at 5 am!
tomorrow I won't wish for a nappy,
oh sleep has become such a precious gem!

My week was entirely amazing
most of my days went as well as they could
but I found myself into space gazing
and thinking that some rest would do me good

My Friday the thirteenth brings peace and sleep
... now that's a tradition I'd like to keep

End of the Day-O

It had almost reached 10 O'Clock at night
I had a hunger I needed to fill
I tried to resist with all of my might
but this was a craving with a strong will

I creeped down the stairs and opened the fridge
and some gleaming white eggs did catch my eye
I had hoped for a snack somewhat abridged...
but maybe this would somehow change my mind

I looked on the top shelf and saw mayo
then I grabbed a bowl and chopped the eggs up
yes what a perfect end to the day-o!
Then adding toast, I was ready to sup

Biting my sandwich, the world all seemed right
and I slept with ease and peace through the night

Barely Awake

I'm an old lady... it's time to admit
it's not yet nine and I'm barely awake
I'll wake up at 5 and not throw a fit
but staying up is more than I can take

I blink and fight to reopen my eyes
maybe I'll just watch TV in my bed
well... maybe that wouldn't be quite so wise
just give me a moment to rest my head

Soon each blink lasts a little bit longer
Will my eyes ever open up again?
The bond between lids feels ever stronger
as my wakefulness continues to wane

I'm wondering... will I make it to 9?
Well even if I don't it will be fine...