I Am The Queen II

Of course

If you didn't know it
Then

I shouldn't have to tell you.

You fall into lies like flies

I see you

I stand back and observe
falling, as you do for ridiculous antics

Look inside the brain after you open it.
Is there a hijacked road.

yep,
it's the weight of love.

Love of normalcy
ingratitude
ungratefulness
like of agreement

Life Begins with Air addenum

Life begins with love, passion, need.

Life begins with a meeting of sperm and egg.
It meets and forms an human being immediately

Life begins with liquid
sperm, desire, want

Life begins with God

He sends a  spark of life

He  nods a yes

We accept

Life begins with God

What is God

He is Creator


When did you think
YOU did this?

Life Begins with Air?

Life is precious
Do you know.
Life begins, when.

with air?

So, according to you
Life begins with air oxygen
force doesn't count

movement in womb
doesn't count

Life begins with air
with breath, not with fluid

So, fish have  no life

The Queen

I am so distraught

Everything is music inspired

And it wouldn’t be bad

Except

It’s trendy

TRENDY

I hate trends

I want ART

But what is wrong

There can’t be that many artists

There is a myriad of pretenders

That don’t pretend well

And that is what makes me mad

They don’t even try to act

They assume no one is paying attention

I guess they have been told so

To emote evoke and misquote

Then shall we all be entrenched by mesmerizing

Good will

Yes, we are marching on good will

That fills our hearts with shit

Tree is Defrosting in the Basement

Now our tree is in the basement, it was frozen in the bucket outside

so we had to defrost it.

I guess we will put it up tom. after I get home from work.

I did all my Christmas shopping Friday and Sat.

Ms. Directed

All I could do today was cry
I cried with branches hooked into the sky
The waves went up, then back down

Waves of angst wishing for cessation
Charred at the edges

Feelings felt for fumbled moments
ms directed intentions lacking thot

I cried all day

Fight all gone   months
years
Welling up
I looked down surprised
astonished at the height
I dared to jump
but didn't

All I could do today was cry

50 Years

So much to tell
I have not to give
But you all think I do

I just want infinity
with my hubby

I want to live
on the river, the lake,
and see the tranquility that
breathes there.

He has not much time
I probably not too

Please let us go go go

go fish on the lake

go hike in the woods
go have fun

it's been 50 years

Bob Dylan Cassius Clay

What to say

A Lot

Remember me
to one
who lives there

Give me a reason to remember
Since memory is precious

Bob Dylan
Cassius Clay

Simple Simon
What to say

A Lot

Fruit of the loom
is fleeting

Sure to beat with
stupor infested serene

Good times killing me
one after another

rolling flowing overpowering
one right after another

oh no, up for air too short

rift, down, above: here it comes
another

Holidays, food, presents
treacherous, times

Here it comes another wave

I can only wait, not long enough.

Nothing Ever Hurt You

Do you remember when you looked at your baby
and said I will never let anything hurt you

Heroin comes in
and then they can't come near
the house they grew up in
cause it's a trigger

how i hate that word

I want to take it and fling it
into space's black hole

And maybe follow along

Space's black hole
not to think anymore about this
or that

Or YOU

There's a Blanket

I don't understand much of anything
I just feel more than I know

I wish they who don't have kids
would know what it means

when a kid sits on a street with
no home

What do you think?

Let's be tough

Let's not care

much, we did more than enuff

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7-8iK6XifV4
(start the song on youtube and then read the poem)

Ya Shoulda Heard It

I am in a quandary.

I feel like boxing ears.

Hid in the sand ears

I want to resurface them

And say

Lookee

Where ya been

Ain’t you heard of it

Haven’t been touched by it?

Your comments are perplexing

They go something like

They had a choice

They didn’t have to take that first hit

They shoulda coulda done nothing like they did.

They coulda just lived in a perfect world like I did

I did it. They coulda to

They shoulda known better

I think they heard about it like I did 20, 40 years ago.

When I was 14

And ya weren’t born

You shouldn’ta had your head buried in not yet living or being

Cause, I think ya shoulda heard it.

I Must Have Flown the Coop

I guess I must have done something wrong
He says; she says so.

Cradling you in arms
singing praying laughing at your smiles

I must have flown the coop
I must have fried the sun on my head
of thot

I must have fridged my heart to be an ice block
so I couldn't see

I must have written that last blog while you were
drowning

Doesn't matter.

God will; does judge righteously.
He knows and will tell me

Not you who are blessed enough to
not have a child stumble into a railway train on a track

to point a gun to her head and pull the trigger because they can't take the pain

to flail at an eat 'n park and lose a career a whole other life

to drop one's pressure so as to be sure not to return to this life

It's a blessing to come back; to not be gone
But, you haven't had the experience

So, sorry for expecting you to understand,
It's like expecting the color red to see the color blue

If i could reach i could expect to lessen the death sentence

More of our kids would search for help
More of our benefactors would willingly respond and
mete out balm.

The Rebuttal

Facing the death of someone's kid from addiction
Is like grabbing two images embedded in concrete
butted up against one another

One of the dead child
the other of a veil of fog lined with daisies

an image turned around and behind
a monster hovering over the denial
in epic proportions

and I know it but i keep
revolving in denial

saying NO!  affirming NO!

i am just telling you

I just heard from a friend
A person who died
do yu care

I guess it's hard to relate
if yo don't

so I think i am telling you
to react so you don't need to
RELATE

Merry Christmas from Shaws

Free greeting card made with Smilebox

By the Bye

I wasn’t there

you were

lines into your veins

keeping you just alive

I was in the kitchen

stuffing percolating

stirring

You were in the er

perishing

my baby

by the bye

fly ing

home to God

fleeing heroin

starting a step up the ladder

to heaven

forming a coalition with angels gone before

looking down on

them that don’t care

Are You Getting In?!!!!

Getting ready

Buying clothes you might need

Buying shoes and detergent

Trolling aisles in Target

Walmart, Marshalls for shoes.

Are we getting ready for vacation?

Are we getting ready for college? (I wish)

Taking a big long trip

Following the GPS

Getting a tour of the campus (I wish)

Hoping you get in

Will you?

Harvard, Anthropologist, Writer

Are you getting in

Grad school, moot point, graveyard

Are you getting in?

Someone's Lover

Seems like

I think I remember since no one seems to

There are individuals that are dying

Right now.

It seems to fall into the background

Unusually quickly

They are someone’s child

Someone’s lover

Someone’s parent

WE have to wait to get the narcan

Out

We have to wait till they want it

Those who don’t need it

Those who don’t have a parent, child, lover

Who needs it

We Are Here

http://www.weather.com/storms/hurricane/news/hurricane-joaquin-bahamas-atlantic-east-coast-bermuda-2015

Well here we are
A hurricane on the East
Fed up Rally, Facing Addiction
on The Mall
and who shows up
Joaquin approaches and it
is justified and synchronized with
how addiction  meddles its string ever
so slight at first but thickening into a rope
of non-hope

But look we are here
not just this year
but every
year
every
life
but tears
tears bonds

I am sure we won't be
silenced by winds or waves
bobbling to shout above the roar

Our kids need HELP!

The Old Laughing Lady

The Old Laughing Lady, probably my only Neil Young song.

This year, addiction came home to roost.

It wasn’t pretty cute anymore.

It was sad

hopeless…it was college years down the drain

college years that never came

or never present for.

Three of you listened to the whore

I wish peter pan were true

we’d jump out the window and

fly away to neverland

a ship at sea with crimson skies

I’d tell the captain to reach

and he would.