Wait, What, ME?

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List down here

One after another

The reasons you want

To be my lover

Is it the way I walk

Or how I talk

Is it the way I look

Or how I cook

Frankly sir

I’m a bit at odds

And don’t think it could be

The action of the Gods

No I really wonder

And would like to know

How you came to pick me

When you are so… WHOA

It seems so mismatched

You and me

I wonder if you fell

And now can’t see

So why don’t you just

Save me the trouble

And leave me now

Before my heart turns to rubble


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge – list

The Golden Years

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His eyes have lost their shine

His look is dull and lifeless

Giving others concern

They worry he has given up

Resigned to his fate

Time is growing shorter

His years gone by too fast

His life once gave him great joy

Now his days are dreary

The aging need our understanding

Not misguided explanations

Of how retirement should be

So he shuffles down the hallway

No longer quick and spry

And looks into the mirror to see

The embers of his dreams


Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge – dull

Waiting (WDYS #138)

The bright red boat sat waiting

Waiting for him to arrive

To swiftly take to the water

Rocking over the waves

In search of the perfect spot

He was in his element

Attuned to the lake

In a Zen state waiting himself

For that first little nibble

To bring in the big one

And capture all he can

But the time never came

A sign went on the boat

Announcing it was for sale

The fisherman can’t come

He’s casted his last line

Leaving behind a legacy

And an empty bright red boat


Written for Sadje’s What Do You See (WDYS) #138

Apology

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If I say I’m sorry

Will it take the hurt away

If I make amends

For all I have done

Will it change the past

If I sincerely apologize

For the choices I made

And where we ended up

Would you still be here today

If I said it once

I said it a million times

I am sorry

But you had your chances


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – apology


I apologize for being absent for so long… life has been, well life and one thing after another has kept me away. Things are looking pretty good though and I am back at it, trying to catch up. Hope you are all well! (((HUGS)))

Mumbles … Thirty-three Years

Today is a tough day for me.  It was thirty-three years ago that I was thinking about our destination number one on our honeymoon only a few hours after we had said I do, taken pictures and done all the tradition reception activities.  We lived as a couple for nearly 22 years.  The last few were hard.  Alcoholism twists and torments a family until it is hard to recognize happiness.  I separated from my long term marriage sure I had failed.  But an amicable decision to divorce kept us on track as friends.  And an extremely short 2 ½ years later he died.

I will always treasure the good years we had and the WONDERFUL daughter I was left with to go on.  But after 8 years now, the death has still not killed the last of my love.  I will always keep it tucked away.  But I do yearn to find someone and wonder if there is a chance for a second “true love” for me.

I dated someone for many years, it was nothing like that “true love” and did not last.  In middle age I wonder if I will ever get that chance for butterflies in my stomach and yearns when we are apart… I have to always hold onto hope.

Here’s a little something I wrote…

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(untitled so far)

The day you said you were mine

Will always bring a smile

Although it ended tragically

It was wonderful for awhile

The laughs the smiles the tenderness

Were magical, yes it’s true

In the end it was broken

Our partnership was through

I can’t say the love was gone

It is still here strong today

It leaves me here now weeping

Wishing you hadn’t gone away

Forces have ways of changing

The life you thought you’d live

This night I sit in silence

Wishing for someone to give

The remainder of these feelings inside

A second chance for me to love

A person who will care again

And fit me like a glove

Mumbles … Heat

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I thought it was time for a little Mumble… and by the time the heat hits 90 in the next few days mumbling may be all I am doing as it is just too darn early to turn on the air conditioner (my opinion my change on that if we truly do have 4 days of upper 80s and low 90s). But I planned ahead when I saw the forecast and made my way to the store to buy a pedestal fan to circulate some air. It is merely 9am as I write this and already mid 60s and humid from yesterdays two inches of rain.

If you haven’t noticed, I am still not caught up with old posts, but I am still trying. I have however begun to try to hit the current posts of the day so I don’t double up on being behind. Little by little I will get it done. I really want to read all of the A to Z Challenge posts of those I follow so I will keep plugging away.

I just wanted to pop in and say hi. I need to go and open some windows to get the cool air in now. It was often a saying of my folks that whenever the temp was climbing higher to say, “We’re having a heatwave.” I just can leave that alone so here is the most famous heatwave I know of… Marilyn Monroe (sorry it is a pretty poor quality video).


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – heat

A to Z Challenge – Z is for Zig Ziglar

“A great attitude becomes a great mood, which becomes a great day, which becomes a great year, which becomes a great life.”

Zig Ziglar

There is something to be said about a good attitude, a positive outlook, a peaceful state of mind… all can be influential on the rest of your days and the days of all those around you. So if you want to be in a good environment you have to produce a good environment yourself. Happiness can be contagious, pass it on!

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A to Z Challenge – Y is for YoYo

“I think anybody who goes away finds you appreciate home more when you return.”

YoYo Ma

This is so true… maybe a hint of absence makes the heart goes fonder. It is also related to just being homesick when you are away from home. From small to large, there are so many things that a person can miss about home. From a special coffee cup to start the day out, to the feeling of sleeping in your own bed. After all, home is where the heart is, and absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Past letters…

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A to Z Challenge – X is for Xenophon

“Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not.”

Xenophon

I like the basic idea of this quote… it does only affect the living when we grieve. I never knew how hard funerals were in my youth but find more and more people I know are passing on. The best “memorial” was for my mom because she HATED funerals and said she would find a way to haunt us all if we did not have a party after she died. So we had music, alcohol and family and friends. We held a raffle to give away some of the afghans she had crocheted. It was a party. I still grieved her, but it was more of a celebration of all she had done.

Past letters…

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