Up with the throbbing head again
No wine to blame
stumbled out the door
into the world
locking myself out
meandered my way back in
set to work
putting things here and there
walked the dog
recycling to the bin
errands ran
dishes to the sink
clothes to the hamper
litter to the bin
walked the dog again
finished the dishes
three pills
then off to bed
little moments building a day
a life
You are something
Unique in the universe
Something valuable
There is truth in this
Believe or not believe
You are something
more than you
and blessed in the universe.
A lot of awesome things have happened this year. And some not so awesome. It’s the Saturday before Christmas and the only decoration up at my house is a Darth Vader door knocker that I found at the dollar store. just haven’t felt like making the drive to storage to get everything. And I am fine with it. I am not going to have a Crank level Christmas rejection of the season, but I think it is alright to take a break from what is expected to do what is best for yourself.
My mobility has been composed for the last couple of months by tendonitis. I am mostly better have been clear to go back to some of my usual activities. I just can’t jump back into them at full speed. I am not so good at standing but I can walk my dogs and go for a swim when I want. Now, all I have to do is find a pool.
As I slowly make my way back to a healthier and happier year, I hope to get things going on this blog again. I have already scheduled two blogs for the upcoming year and between then and now when I get stuck on my next novel, I will be working on this blog. reviewing books, sharing scattered bits of poetry and my thoughts about life.
The New Year brings hope, but so does every dawn. We have the power to change our lives everyday not just when the calendar fits.
If you are not happy, then do what makes you happy. Find a way to bring happiness back into your life. I started this year by changing my own story and getting out of the house and doing stuff. I also gave away a ton of stuff that I didn’t need or want. It feels good, but I have a lot more work to do.
For myself and my life, less stuff means more time out and about with friends and love ones. I don’t have any miraculous resolutions for the coming year. 2015 was better than 2014 for me and 2016 is going to be better than 2015 because I am going to make it so.
See you next year, my friends,
Lu
The end of the line, no more changes
chances or extra turns
no more thoughts of redemption
last minute saves
you used all the rope that you have been given
used it up tying knots to keep yourself from falling
but you keep slipping further and further behind
you need to save face and do what you got to do
things just pile up and weigh you down
you never get a head and everything ounce of dust
that lands on you is the one that breaks
more than camel’s back
better get going
cause the good has already got gone
I can, I can, I will start writing tonight.
The hour is late and my mind is foggy,
but I will, I will write something tonight
profound and interesting it may even be
Before my head hits the desk and
my fingers forget their marks
I will, I will write something tonight.
I was a broken girl
tattered by the love you toss away
Used my scars and tears to build myself
Now
the past is gone and you still live there
calling of all my love obsession
no that’s right
and I would hate to miss quote you
all my love was just a delusion
a silly fantasy
nothing to cry to about
Just one more silly girl broken by your love
I was a broken girl
running from my heart ache
ran so much
ran straight into womanhood
left you behind
never really living
tell love found me begging
and I learn my to love myself
and say those magic words
taking my time rolling them off my tongue
No!
No!!
No!!!
They are so sweet to hear and
even sweeter to say
I was a broken girl
just a little thing cowering
from all the thorns you toss my way
twisted from my own need to be needed
Saying all the right words
but never understanding that my power lies
in my hips and lips
all fueled by
the soul that animates them
I am woman, rebuilt from all my heartbreaks
more than a lover, a thinker and action taker,
dancing through the rain of my own memories
splashing in every puddle and laughing all the way
knowing that when I stand up for myself
casting off the labels
casting off delusions
imposed or otherwise
I am the woman
I am meant to be
every time you see me
you see the most beautiful me
that there is
and the most beautiful me
that there will ever me
and it is a gift
that you give to me
that I wish so much
so very much
to give back to you
in a new ending loop
of what love is suppose to be
And is
And will be
it is sad when the poet runs out of words
runs out lyrics to sing
and the chambers of thoughts
once over flowing are empty
then the poet isn’t a poet any more
and slowly begins to die
High heels, high hopes
dreams on an unsteady foundation
like wearing stilettos for the first time
everyone falls down
and we all live to see the next day
The beach was broken.
There wasn’t much of a shore to explore
At least at first…
Further on the path
Around the bend
And through a mangrove forest
There was some sand for my toes.
And waves to rinse away
All the residue that has been clinging
To every step I take, weighing down
Thought, action and tainting feelings
I stood and laughed
Free
Cleansed the unvoiced anger
letting me breathe
for a time
unburdened.
