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Bits and Pieces - a try at stand up comedy

Bits n Pieces

LATELY I am realizing that wow people are brutal – just plain mean spirited – I thought about therapy but then I realized why tell my troubles to some over schooled overpaid book learned individual when I can pour my heart to many other individuals who are also broken and broke but want more than anything else in the world JUST to make people smile if only for a little while –

Most of you know who I am – but we will get to that later on in my bits n pieces

Heated Seats –

How awesome if our heated seats recognized us when we jumped into our vehicles – Hey I know that ass he/she likes it 73 degrees ahhh with a touch of lumbar right there Radio tunes to Barry White- pretty soon things are heating up- (if ya know what I mean)

Dressing School –

I have always told my friends I was going to open Debbies Dressing School the art

Of WHAT NOT TO WEAR in public – Like some of the fashions from the 80s –

Seriously we left them there for a reason – Not everyones body is made to wear spandex n leg warmers

Leave that for the girl in flash dance –

When you get ready to leave your house and you don’t take time to look in the mirror don’t be

So offended when my face says “What that hell are you thinking wearing that in public” if your\

Friends tell you – you look good – get NEW FRIENDS -   

In Traverse this summer - I looked over and saw this woman wearing what was suppose

To be a polka dotted dress - I said large woman should never wear polka dots but imagine

My surprise when out of my smart assed mouth popped = “Large woman should never

Wear “Porkadots”  total slip of the tongue but well you get the picture –

that was a you shouldn’t laugh and drive moment

Another woman was walking down the street in full length fur –

I heard someone comment – whoa – thought she was a deer – almost shot her – maybe we

Really should reconsider the right to carry and who gets to??!?!?

UPS man –

We were shipping packages via UPS from our shop one day -  had them already to go – labels on themwhen the UPS man got there (not our normal one) he says to me “Are those packages for us from you” Uh no… they are for FEDEX – but the label on them says Ship UPS with a tracking # for UPS with our return address on them – sometimes you just GOTTA say hmmmm at the brilliance of hummanity

HI – Im  this boys Mom –

seems I lost my true identity when I was born I then became

So n So's Daughter

Then I became so n sos girlfriend

Then I became husbands wife –

Then I became boy and girls mom – after becoming a parent

you never regain your real identity again

Seems now when we see people in public we are Sons Mom and Dad or if we are seen

Separately we are either sons Mom or Sons Dad – it really happens ask Scotty, ask Heather!

So YES I am said sons Mom-  he comes from a long line of smart asses… not that  - that is always

A good thing but hey our pasts helps to make us who we are today right – let me tell you a bit about the

Past that has made me whom I am today -  

Im sure it started way before this but this is how I remember it;

Growing up and thru my pre/early/late teen years I was tiny –

like when I graduated high school I weighed 99 Lbs soaking wet -  but every Sunday morning I would get

up get dressed for church go downstairs

Crisco –

There would be my dad sitting at the breakfast table saying “Good Morning Crisco” how was your night CRISCO – you know “Fat in the can” -  this coming from the man whose shirt front buttons were hanging on for dear life to one last thread before them became missle launched across the room – seriously watch it Dad you could poke an eye out with those things

Then there was sometime during those stable – secure teen years when I graduated to the nameHorse Hips – I owned a horse at that time I think maybe he was confused as to whose hips were whose-As tempted as I was to show him the difference between a hairy ass and not – I never did It wasn’t until I met a potential boyfriends at one of the church conventions I used to attend with my family that I discovered how much my dad really loved me and loved showing me off to others – This guy says to me that is so cool that your dad carries a picture of you around in his wallet-  I was Shocked and just a wee bit touched till I discovered that the picture my FATHER carried around in His wallet of his ONLY daughter was the back end of a horse (Hips) with its tail braided – Seriously I have the picture –

SHOW PICTURE -I found it in the album my mother made for me when I graduated high school that was displayed at my graduation open house – seriously you can’t make this crap up –

So now I blame my “Crisco” on him – after all your past helps define who you are today right ;-)

Probably the quote that best describes me

Blank Pages

looking at the white of this page

is like looking out across the fields

of never ending snow

white... 

with exception that this 

page is blank

waiting for all that is in my heart to 

finally give way to words

the fields tell a story of

 trees,fence posts and drifts

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This past year was one of loss

not the never healing kind that comes with death

but the kind that comes from betrayal

the kind that comes when a friend (or two)

 that you call a "best friend" or bff

suddenly shoves you out of her life

returning all of your things - 

costing you a job you loved

 - with no word 

you don't have to be married 

to know the feeling of 

divorce

~

the kind of loss

 that comes when someone

that you have only tried to love

to be there for 

and to help

SLAMS the door in your face

cuts you off without a trace

~

so you ponder 

every aspect of your friendship

over the last few years and wonder

what lead you to this point

and you ask questions of her

you ask questions of those that you have mutually in common

you ask questions of some that you thought would have your back for sure

still the questions remain 

unanswered

~

you ponder

over your lifetime

has anyone ever

stood their ground for you

knowing that it would cost them something

stood up and said

NO YOU ARE WRONG

you don't know her at all

I think back over the times that 

I have had friends backs

I was adamant

I was vocal

and no matter what

I WAS RIGHT

the accusations were false

I take time to get to know my friends

inside and out

and when push comes to shove

I will HAVE THIER BACKS!

but in pondering

I realize that in reality

I have never known 

ANYONE

to have ever

HAVE "MY" BACK

its heart wrenching

I put great value on 

"friendship" 

and when its 

tossed away like trash 

I can't just let it go! 

It eats at me

"what did I do", "what did I say" 

"what didn't I do", "what didn't I say"

and on and on

so if I seem reclusive 

its because

of loss

and even loss in the faith

of humans as a race.

I know I shouldn't care so much

but I have a big heart

too big

I'm not sure how to fix that

Chains

Penciled words...

trembling letters 

Flowing from a heart that once loved 

Petals of skin quivering 

memories
 Of us
Heart, mind, body soul... 

Captured Sweet torment ...
when you turned... 

Walked away ... 

Pictures before my heart in her gown of flowing waves... 

Tore hope from my grasp... 

Might have been ... 

You didn't stay 

Now your back Stilted words leave emotional Questions train wrecking my mind

 ears hearing "I love you"
echos from Long ago... 

 Chains my being...
Never letting go. 

GEL 4/2012
KIW

Little Things

A glancing touch

Grazes ones skin ...

Memories rush in

A sentence spoken with

Careless ease

Take my breath away 

Buckle my knees

Words I love you 

spoken into the phone

With you're eyes on me

words meant for my

Heart alone 

Memories etched forever

In our minds 

Those and little things

Are the ties that bind GEL2012

...followers

if you are following me here... patience... the best is yet to be

Its been awhile

Poems... sentences... half phrases 
run thru my head...
Happiness...Elation...sadness
run thru my heart...
So much to say and yet 
I sit down to write my pen is still
I gaze in wonder at the beauty of the
creation that surrounds me... 

anxiously waiting for 

the ink to flow again...

Summer Solstice

summer scents seep

 thru my senses

sail away...

pine needles dewy, wet

bay breezes glisten 

sail away...

beckoning

wanting to caress my skin

sail away...

my mind trips to

a time 

when life 

simpler

meant days ...

warm sand, waves teasing toes

strolls along moonlit way

sail away...

humid smoke rings 

guitar songs

sail away...

chocolate melting

marshmello glow

sail away...

plaid blanketed bronzed bodies

midnight skies

star night lights

misty kisses

sparkling eyes

sail away...

Given you everything

Sometimes life throws a sucker punch that 

rocks you to the core....

takes your breath away

and leaves a pit in your stomach the size of Texas....

Each day I wake up... my first thought is of you...

I turn to you - caress your skin... 

assurance you are mine... you are still here....

we have our "time"  we talk....

we discuss the day.... 

As the day  goes on I ponder...

little things

what to make you for lunch... dinner....

keeping your house in order so theres never any chaos

...neat and in order.... the way you like it....

clean socks, clean clothes...

what can I do to make your life easier..

the chores, weed the gardens, mow, rake dishes, 

shovel snow....

Never once would I ever consider "ME" frst

that is not how I am that is not how I roll

Yet you have had an offer you can't refuse....

and offer that was part of 
OUR DREAM...

yet you are going without me... 

To say I am hurt does not even begin to 

describe the pain I feel - - 

this was OUR dream ....

but because you can be bought... 

its your dream now....

I

Snow falls gently

caressing the ground with its cold white feather

gently thoughts of you touch my mind

taking me to another place, another time...

Life wasn't simple then ... it was quite complicated in fact

but I felt beautiful... loved.... worshiped and adored

Winters didin't seem long, summers were way to swift...

Falls and Springs were just another romantic season... 

Though you are gone - I learned from you ...

What true beauty is, that I am still,,, loved... worshiped and adored

I learned that in this life long committed relationship that in giving...

I am given... I loving... I am loved... in taking I am taken... 

Now in this place I am content...

Gently as the snow falls and winters aren't so long... 

DLW 1-3-10

Autumns Visit

She was up before dawn 

with all  hues of fall...

so many trees to paint... 

she had to paint them all

So she started with the maples painted them all red...

she had to paint quickly before all the leaves were shed

She colored up the birches with 

splashes ... canary yellow...

the hickories and elms were a  bit more mellow

She painted all the ferns in tones of brown...

then without a whisper

she quietly left town...

DLW, October 3, 2010

somewhere

in a box hidden
 somewhere
is a book full of memories
that I want to share...
in that book you will find
musings and writings of
another place
another time
some of the words just
flow in black and white
others  colorful
filled with incite
some  wet with
ragged tears
some  jaded with
sarcastic fear
some  awestruck
filled with passion
others  tumbling
in an angry  fashion
some just lyrics from
... the right song
others are heart-wrenching ...  long
penned words from
... Green Eyed Ladies
soul ... (if she found them
again would she then be whole?)

RAIN SONG

Listen to the thunder...

as it rolls on by...

Voices of  clouds 

speaking from the sky

Listen to the birds

down in the lane

they are singing songs

 ... in spite of  the rain

So when your feeling pain

Listen to the rain song

natures playing you

making pretty flowers

 & 

the pastures new.

Missing me?

So you have missed me...

Missed words like
perscription glasses
letting you see clearly
glimpses of the real me
Life
halted poetic pen
 thoughts avalanche
spiraling, overwhelming
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