About

My name is Sharon Ogle and I’m “Just Sharin’” my thoughts on this site.  I don’t really have a theme, or a concentration in one area that I will focus on, it’s more akin to Seinfeld, just a bunch of stuff about nothing.

insights to me

hands on muscles

breathing light to

secrets of the body

what’s me

imparts knowledge

I’m different 

(I’m a massage therapist)

October

Indian colors bleed

soft delicious oranges~

flushed restless reds~

amidst memories of

sweet summer kisses.

(I was born October 29)

Plumpf

a word so

desperately profound,

trying to say it twists

a muddied, muffled sound.

(I like words)

Sunday Mornings

angels speaking on virginity

the savior found and

uncomfortable cross-dressing boys.

Junior sits taking a siesta.

(I sometimes go to church)

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I found old

fading photographs

of us,

smiling and looking

remarkably together.

Then you left

and times changed.

(I’m divorced)

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My cat boogie

 danced

across broken bricks

to stutter-rhythm music.

I laughed continuously

till noon-day

marking the front-porch play.

(I have a cat)

Wet Dog

always with a bone,

longing for a bath,

trusted when at home,

belly ful of cat.

O crap.

(I have a dog)

Competes

The creaking joints

the wooden paddles

the churning momentum

and pungent smells

And the sweet aces.

(I play tennis)

Golf

grace—-the landscape

dream—–the course

a monstrous wide-world

of magic~ indeed.

with furrows lifted

I revere the birdie.

(I play golf)

Write

observe the beauty,

capture your impression,

draw from imagination,

and compose a masterpiece.

Art is like that.

(I like to write)

Me

I am intellectual.

I swear.

I know words.

I laugh.

I know God.

and

who are you?