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Monthly Archives: July 2018
Whispering
If I don’t talk to the spirits, I’ll consume them Thus, becoming an alcoholic I’m assuming Really, I don’t talk, but they whisper to me How can I put this delicately or even politely? They say I cannot multi-task even … Continue reading
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No Noose or News
If you take the ‘I’ from ice cream You simply have a SCREAM And invisible is what you become When you dare not to DREAM We have each other’s digits But seems best not to fidget Because no noose or … Continue reading
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Enigmatic Riptide
Allen was my first Ex’s middle name. It is Robert Palmer’s middle name too. Kevin was the name of my first Ex’s brother. It was the name of my second husband, but not my first ex’s brother. Jim Carrey’s middle name is Eugene. The brother I didn’t know since he died before I was born. ‘Don’t mess with Jim’ was a song by Jim Croce, but the song wasn’t about himself, but Jim Walker. John Walker was my Economics professor…(shouldn’t have ‘messed’) The connections are true and it’s also a construct. But Jim, my DARLING, I won’t self-destruct! LOL!
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Gone Clear
About that receipt of deceit I don’t want the dirty thing Throw it away yourself You silly ding-a-ling I can’t figure whether I’m ‘Living the Dream’ Or ‘Dreaming to Live’ But just as the weather, I simply forgive Forget I … Continue reading
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Mud Pies
What if the headlines were alphabet soup? Could you spell your name then in the coup? Believing all that you hear and see Prevents you from developing your own philosophy There’s a theory for this and for that It’s best … Continue reading
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Tongues Wagging
This may sound dirty But there are other ways of giving head And where did that phrase come from? Don’t care! Enough said! There’s something on the tip of my tongue But I haven’t the name for it The forgotten … Continue reading
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Caught Up!
While you were pondering the possibilities I was busy causing a reality Since it makes no sense to worry About heaven so lovely or hell’s fury I got caught up in the moment Of becoming a component and proponent Since … Continue reading
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RAINBOWS
There are so many trees, but I can’t burn wood Since I seem very cold throughout adulthood Yet, my fire burns within all this discipline Can you hear it now? The sound of violins? Softly, I sway to the sweet … Continue reading
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Dreaming Out Loud
The reason why we need vanity Is to somehow keep our sanity For if we have nothing to show or be Life becomes a vicarious party And the favors that we savor Are vanished with our labor Because others are … Continue reading
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End of the Crossroads
CHORUS: I’m at the end of my crossroads I’m at a fork in the road I’m at the end of my crossroads – LORD So show me why I was born People have used me for their willings People have … Continue reading
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