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.