- MAGIC TOWN where the old never die, Connecticut,
- January 31
WARNING: what you read at noon is NEVER the same poem or post a few hours later. I can't help myself. I like to noodle.
HELPFUL SUGGESTION: if you like what you've read (and even if you didn't), come back in a day or two. It'll be better. In fact, if you hated it, you must come back and read it again because it will definitely be better.
"I find that I am so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head.
I think it's the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain" -Red in The Shawshank Redemption, Stephen King
MY RECENT POSTS
- brocheh of the savage
February 27, 2014 09:08AM
- the quandary (poetry)
February 22, 2014 11:06AM
November 26, 2013 05:32PM
- O sweet mystery of life today
I found youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
October 22, 2013 02:20PM
- daddy's girls, teddy bears,
miley and the rest of us
August 27, 2013 09:18AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “I agree with PW - DO NOT
TAKE THE MEDS UNLESS YOU MUST
ONLY WHEN YOU MUST.
March 03, 2014 05:32PM
- “shit man, eggs should
NEVER smell like
I don't know
wtf, but it happens
March 03, 2014 05:30PM
- “"you're not black!"
jesus H, that is funny...and I
March 03, 2014 04:40PM
- “Narcissist! good
had a streak of Haversham -
March 03, 2014 04:30PM
- “Sweet Tom..
do try not to hate because
hate is a very powerful force
March 03, 2014 03:41PM
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I am grateful.
My life has been a ragged bag of privilege from the lowest to the farthest ends. And there have been crisp snatches of sweet amongst the bitter. Not many have witnessed the sights I have and lived. Mine has been a life of contrasts.
Born savage,… Read full post »
.....and some escaped, running away to delicate, quieter places, some were transported to an alternate reality, that neat compound of white washed walls separating the cubicles and cells.
some like myself climbed the walls but hid just outside, listening to the screams and howls and laug… Read full post »
I yam whats I yam which is a crazy old BeYotch.
Sometimes, actually most of the time the most ridiculous shit spills forth from my yammering mouth like pounds of steaming spaghetti quickly poured right outta the pot into an ittybitty bowl on a cluttered countertop - snaking… Read full post »
wild thing to come
can you hear those crinolines
white lace beneath
a starched blue dress
under blue skies smiling
right over there
do you see?
it's maxie the taxi
his engines reved
boy's geared up
to make his move
merely a boy?… Read full post »
looks like either they shutting down the hizzy
or we been mightily hacked.
I hope I'm not going to be the next one to melt. shit. I gotta back up some stuff now. DAMN. DAMN. Read full post »
I don't know if he exists or if he's the single most perfect panacea since booze but far far better, being God is supernatural plus there's the promise of God* and all he can do. Because liquor, even the best of it has real limitations and when… Read full post »
He was here with her. She knew it when she felt her skin get all prickly. Then came the soft and soothing voice she knew so well; it was surely the Lord Jesus who was whispering in her ear as she stirred the roux, “Marla Mae come unto me”.
“Oh Lord!”,… Read full post »
It was a day when the summer air was heavy with the sticky smell of honeysuckle and whereever you were, up or down, was an itch to be felt. For reasons only the Lord would know, that day He looked upon one of His fresh made blossoms and whispered in her… Read full post »
in France they plunk a little man on top! oo la la!
the big bunga bunga
just a boy with a dream and his leggos
corn gods, phalluses, virgin sacrifice.... it's not complicated
little me… Read full post »
if I were to see you
what would I say?
would I say come close
would I kiss
your sweet lips
and hold you tenderly in my hand
or would I merely say
with greatest emphasis… Read full post »
really cool ...but no Mom, it's not your urn
I thought you'd like to know I nearly brought out your ashes for Mothers Day. Then I decided against it.
Instead of you with your pretty pink face, round as the moon, I'd have to look at an ornate and boring… Read full post »
before the night a woman stands
her spine so rigid it might snap
awaits that quiet roaring dusk
a crux inevitable as the dawn
pebbles beneath her feet will shatter
glistening ribbons raven hair
sway then strain in vicious wind
she the living fire&n… Read full post »
Mother’s day is next week and my daughter in law is making a big fuss this year. I think she has gotten it into her head that I’m getting close to kicking the bucket, so it’s time to celebrate old mom, which is just fine. It’s long overdue if you ask… Read full post »
what is not known
never mattered in the slightest
life has it’s ways and there are times the universe cracks
and what eyes are willing to behold is in the clear rush of waters, endless time flowing through each and every we of mountain and sky, the dead… Read full post »
once hypnotized by the sun
a fool believed ease was at hand
never one to question
having flown so many times
from open windows and doors
at speeds greater than any
of the many voices
hard and the sound of years
and the crack… Read full post »
Up at 3:45, had to be in the gym by 5am. I am the lady who checks you in to get your ballot, then adds the numbers at night. this election wasn't like the last presidential election - there were no big emotions or tears, much less exuberence. What… Read full post »
Well, you can blame old Tom Cordle.
It all started out innocently enough. I wrote my silly blog about the even sillier, ridiculous and utterly fraudulent Republican candidate Romney and his over the top cockamaimy campaign. But it was only after posting my blogpost di… Read full post »
for little sandy
it is a roiling helix of sky and clouds
dead center simmering quiet
the ancient acid moon
surrounded by torn veils in
yellow light sinuously swirling twirl
tonight it is a mad ballroom
and the world is dancing
we've… Read full post »
I don't mind telling you, the public political discourse at this time is driving me nuts!
blah blah blah! Who is Mitt today? What is his new position on...? Isn't this a change of positions? Again? If it is, then what are his core beliefs? Didn'/… Read full post »
two turtle doves in a plum tree
Time to update the continuing saga - hopefully - of The All New Poochie Twins: nestmates and mourning dove fledglings who turned up on our property and took over my attention for a little while.
I can report they matu… Read full post »