Friday Night Illness (#WOD)
There is a
Outside of bed.
Beyond amber red
People of the night
Awaken by the smell
Of repugnant restrooms
Last memory of
The inside of
Brought alive by
“Why Are We Here?”
A friend of mine once said to me
that he wasn’t really clear
on the reason behind existence,
“Why are we here?”
Is it to forge a cleaner soul,
to take our turn at bat?
To wrap ourselves around a pole,
and learn great things from that?
It’s not a stupid question, though.
I’ve given it some thought.
To think of our existence
Confuses me a lot!
Are we here to find the perfect match
of fortune and true love?
And to find out after searching
that they rarely go hand in glove?
Are we here to learn great truths
and tip the scales to balance true?
Are we here to keep their game in play,
to give Karma something to do?
It’s not a stupid question, though.
I’ve given it...
Can we live without death,
Can we love without hate,
Can we want without need,
Born to just die ...
If hate is whats inside me,
Then hate is what defines me,
I will use my hate to drive me,
Let death not deprive me ...
Do I want this or do I need this,
Feeding off poor souls,
Pale pigments caused by my presence,
Forgiveness is earned not given ...
Climbing up a ladder in an upside down world,
Looking in the eyes of darkness,
I stand in front of a mirror,
Ashamed of nothing ...
What comes out from within can cause suicide,
Armageddon in the form of humanity,
A world without chaos is a world that's non-existent ...
Asking for forgiveness to be hypercritical,
She says mean things
because she feels ugly.
He says sarcastic things
because he is so very angry.
She has no voice because she
fears actually being heard.
She yells very loudly because
she cannot speak a single word.
She's often late because she's
got far too much on her mind.
She's keeps failing because she
is not sure what to do with success.
He is often ailing because he
cannot imagine having his health.
They act poor because they don't
understand the meaning of wealth.
She is spacey & ever far away; her
mind reeling from all she wants to say!
PHOTO CHALLENGE #2
With this hand stretched out like a beggar
Countless are the faces that lick me
From a past full of monsters mastering me
Just how many of them have I shaken
Since I was a girl crawling across dirty hearts
With this hand stretched out like a beggar,
I reach for a dollar or two
Only to find the tight, powerful grip
Of a king from upon his slave throne
The planet is cursed with black selfish hearts
Enjoying the flavor of poor voiceless cries
Pile up those 'men of class' before me,
And watch.... as I put the car into drive.
Frozen in fear, she stood still
as the floor crumbled beneath her
The sky above her growled fiercely
while pieces came crashing down
Her world was falling apart
and all she could do was watch in disbelief
Loved ones gathered, their forces strong
But their efforts failed quickly
For she had built her walls too high
Release yourself from
Everything and try to
Stop to take a moment
To recharge in your way
Running errands today
and I went to my old
neighbourhood and was
struck by the beauty
adjacent to the raw
and neglected places
It felt good to get a
bittersweet and mature
look all my empty spaces.
My friend brought his friend's
mother flowers for her 102nd
birthday. She said, "Thank you,
you're a day late!"with a smile!
My tangled garden consists of
an unruly grapevine which if left unchecked, will take over my yard.
A flock of bluebells has arrived
flowering the sweetest of blues!
Summer daisies dance in chorus
As if sharing the summer news!
In this mix if you look closely,
you will see Charley & Emme, too!
I give a happy sigh at this view!
We all know summer is sacred and
it would seem they know it, too!
I wanted you to
do with me what I see you
did with someone else.
I see you are now
happy; as I wished for you
which makes my heart glad.
"Love is weird" it said
I read it on a t-shirt
"Says who?", I wondered
It made me laugh to see!
So then I took this picture,
at the time and thought
why not make a rhyme
because that's kind of funny!
So now the question that
I posed to you is this...
"Is love really weird,
Or is love purely bliss?"
Honey you're so kind
Oh we follow flight
You shook me up inside
You pick up every rumours in sight
But all the roses died
I'd rather keep them alive
Roots grow slowly
But I'm just content with time well spent
Savor the taste of sugar
- Milk and Honey
Summer is sacred!
Sun shines, rains cleanse, flowers bloom,
Birds song fills the air!