Thursday, June 28, 2012

where r u



where are you?

we needed you
yet you...
you just left without a word.
we needed you
but for years you went unheard.

 you'd rather watch from a far,
while "we" get passed around like used cars.
from one owner to the next,
last name in the end pleading no context.

you'd rather watch from the view of a bird,
Sporadic visits of runny milky turds.
unconditional, love not enough?
old life too hard, future too tough?

we needed you
yet you...
left without a word
we needed you
but for years you went unheard.

words slurred, visions blurred
confused to no end
our tireless mission now
is to fill your spot with a special friend.

...where are you?



Tuesday, March 6, 2012



When I was a whittle itty bitty girl, I use to think that all the people I saw on tv were little fairy size people who actually lived in the tv box. but then I thought it over and it just didn't add up. Hmmmm, maybe if they're ant size.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Book!

Delicious piece of Fiction!!!

Saturday, February 4, 2012

DREAM!?!?



one day :
I'll learn what I've always wanted to learn
Write what I've always wanted to write
walk where I've always wanted to walk
dance how I've always wanted to dance
draw what I've always wanted to draw
live where I've always wanted to live
Sing how I've always wanted to sing:-)
...LOVE...
dream how I've always wanted to dream.


But!
what if I dream too much?
what if I waste all the time I have dreaming?
I guess I'd stay busy.
I might even go crazy;
because,
I'd have all those dreams piling up in my head


What if?
there was a place to store my dreams
until I'm in a position to act on them.
but why would I do that?
I might forget about them
or
I might decide I don't need them because I'm not acting on them anyway.


Solution?
dream all you want
but,
be sure to dream up a plan to help you work on the dream♥
and keep hide away dream storage and dream killers, away.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

My Drug of Choice.


Choice gifted it to me.
It grabbed a hold of me, kissed me softly, pulling me in; I couldn’t resist, so I kissed back.
It’s affordable, and if I can’t afford affordable, it’s free, all I have to do is open my eyes; and let them dance around.

I could get lost in a different world, a world that can be anything the writer wants or wanted it to be.
The pleasure can hang as long as I want; I never have to go look for a dealer because there’re everywhere and mostly legal. (bootleg)

Sometimes a movie can hit me so hard it’ll make me cry; but I only choose to watch those once in a while. Comedy to me is like chocolate to a chocoholic, I can’t get enough of it.
Music, music, music, It comes in all flavors, moods, and languages; and like Bob Marley says, “When it hits, you feel no pain”; minus heavy metal.  If only I could sing; but all I can do is listen and lust, until the day comes when someone teaches me how to rid my larynx of rust.

A prison I’d gladly book myself into
A lover I’d never quit
A habit I’d never kick
Without it my withdrawal symptoms would be traumatic
Without it I would die…inside
Its body of work is a goddess and I’m its loyal stead.

When I’m in need of sweet escape,
Art is my drug of choice.