i want to wake up, get up, be activemove before the dawn is donespread my wings and fly awaybutno ma’amnot today i want to celebrate, party, be merrydance until the day is donethrow my hands up, sing and swaybutno sirnot today i want to hold you, keep you, be yourslove until my life is donelaugh … More Poem & Personal | not today
I’d bite my nails, but they’re fragile already. I’d check the clock again, but that feels impolite. I’d wish the elderly woman would fall asleep so I could send some texts but that desire makes me feel shallow. I wish I knew what was happening! It’s Friday evening and although I’m seemingly all-self-composedly draped on … More Personal | Dear Envy
you burden me with your advicehow to make people think I’m nicecrop my hair, say pretty pleaseabandon my own boundaries then laugh at me with all your mightwhen I turn left where you went rightpoint your finger, call out my wrongto make me feel I don’t belong but if friendship equals people to keepthen what … More Poem | the best company
Alice Cooper comes to mind as my Doctor Of Neuropathic Medicine (aka my “Nature Doctor”) explains why my vegan cheese is “about the worst thing to eat”. I wanna love you, but I better not touch NO MORE VEGAN CHEESE!? Oh come on! What’s next? Eat broccoli?? EW! It’s a watery Monday at a crowded-in-a-cozy-way … More Personal | No Sugar No Cry
one foot in, one foot outhand on the handleafraid to let go and goafraider to glance behind and stay frozen in time’s momentbut this too must passclose my eyes, breathe inone lungful of courage is all it takes push the handle, pullit open, let the unknownbreak my desolation, andcross the threshold into adventures anew
Page 132 That what came first, must be honoured by what came after I prod my maternal grandmother’s photograph up against a pillow on my bed (she was so pretty!), and kneel before it. The idea is to bow before her, to honour her, to acknowledge her and her role in my life and my … More Personal | Growing Little
finding my placeas part of the treeof life within we grow do I shake my leaves?do I keep the thorns?do I grow blossoms? guarded by loveguided by life, butall choices are mine
“Here’s what you want to focus on…” My friend draws a circle within a larger circle, adding dashes to the outside, making his instructions resemble somewhat of a sun. As he tries his best to teach me, The Unknowing One, the basics of shooting, I simply aim and pull the trigger gently. BANG! “That’s a … More Personal | Oh, Shoot!
life’s current somewhere in a forestpainted green by leaves of treesa river flows its prolonged pathits origin a gathering of dropletstheir pace quiet and at easetrickling dribble turns to watera rush sets in and away it floats faster, faster, through the forestits power grows and ease is goneunstoppable until it reaches the enda fallen tree … More Poem | life’s current
I know my last post was more than a while ago and even if I had the best of intentions to come back, I simply couldn’t. The dark colours of my blog and the once-started-as-a-funny-take-on-my-bloopering-through-life-Loser-Theme were eating at me whenever I tried to turn my feet around and make an online comeback. What also didn’t … More Little Miss Sunshine | Personal Update
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