Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Ode to my God
As I walk in my garden, watching as the tomatoes turn bright red in the sun. I am thankful to God. For I know God created it for me. I know that the fresh ripe red strawberries shaped like a human heart are all the proof that I need that God loves me. As I cut into huge watermelon and slowing bring it to my mouth, I think of God and all his bounty. Why do we question the existence of God. The red rose, the tulip and even the wildflowers are food for the mind. What purpose do the flowers have, say I? To make me happy, as happy as I can be. The cold snow as it falls from the sky, I dance and sing with the snowflakes landing on my nose and in my eyes. A snowflake, each one different inticate, delicate, with a lace like design. God created the snowflake just for me.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Blood Lust
The Vikings arrived on the shores of America. The blond, muscular giant of a man walked slowly aith a look of determination. He shouted out orders as he took command of the situation. He could feel eyes watching him as he walked towars the forest. The gentle warm breeze felt good as it carass his face. It felt good to be on land. He heard a strange singing and was drawn to the music. She was bathing her young son and splashing about.She was dark like the earth, a sexual creature. She heard the crunchingof foot steps. She turned and gazed into his eyes. The start of a new race, Cherokee people, so pround to live, so proud to die.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Death
We travel to Las Vegas, NM for the day of shopping and Lunch out. She was tired of taking care of her husband. He was older than her, a World War II veteran who had open heart surgery and was confined to a wheel chair. I had stayed at her house and needed the bathroom. It didn't have a door and the blanket was short and high. They can see me, so I did it fast. No wonder I'm on the paranoid side. It was because of Pepe, so the wheel chair could fit. I just thought they were weirdos.
As we headed home, she said, "I just wish he would die!" I dropped her off and stayed in the car for a while. I should have said Hello and Good Bye to Pepe but I didn't, I just sat in the car and then left to pick up the kids.
He died that night, and I felt bad, sad and confused.
As we headed home, she said, "I just wish he would die!" I dropped her off and stayed in the car for a while. I should have said Hello and Good Bye to Pepe but I didn't, I just sat in the car and then left to pick up the kids.
He died that night, and I felt bad, sad and confused.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Living the Lie
If you can't live the dream, you can live the Lie. Pretending you are happy, smiling when you feel like crying. Pretending his words don't hurt but they do. Maybe he is right, living a Fantasy Life. Does he care, or I'm I just his amusement, someone who he is curious about not someone he cares about. I hear the dog howling for his bitch, he's gone for a while, now he back with a smile. He smells her heat for miles and finally he finds her, panting and grinning, his delight and his pleasure. If only my life could be so simple. To wait and wonder, for life's thunder, the storms and the rains shall come from the pain.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Wine
I drink the wine, just like Jesus. I know the power behind the drink, for it is only the way to reach you. I fear you and the love, don't you see. I've love you from a thousand days of old. You left me for another. But I always wait for you, my true love. God made this life from Heaven Above. Don't you see, I await thee. My love, my life, my everything. I love you...I will always love you, my dear one, the hair, the eyes, your mind, I Love you always, My love, my life. You are my everything..........I thought I lost you and I started to die, don't leave my love, for I will die without you, My love, please don't leave me, my muse, my life, my love...
Royal Bee
The smell, the wildness, the animal. Royal Bee, a long line of pedigree. Now she belongs to me, a wild filly, who know she is where she belongs. The smell of the wild, the the longing to be free. She belongs to me. My beautiful Bee. She smells of freedom and love, just like me................
To the Man that I Love.........
I Love you with no bounds. I heard your beautiful voice and I was spell bound. The man, the voice, the sound. I never knew what love could be. The Look, the sound, the man , you were the mqn thats I always wanted, before my mind could see, I love your loo, the hair, smile that could stare. Love my man, my everything. You are what I always wanted, maybe it was what I always needed. Your love, your mind, your body, your need. I will always love my man, even when he is with another. I shall not forget, for I love you. Now and always, for you are mine...........
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