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Wednesday, July 26, 2006

It LOOKS LIKE I MADE IT!!!

I really thought I had did it yesterday.
My post,
more than I have done in a year.

Thought I had poisened my body,
and someone would find me today.

I made it!!

Last time,

getting to old to
drown
sorrows
which will not leave

I think I trully
know
the HARD Stuff

Not for me

I'll drink some wine
and an occassional beer

but Vodka
My dear friend
Full of fun memories
and Embarrassing times.

You gotta
GO!!

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

IN WINE, I WHINE

I

TOOK
A

NAP.

WOKE

UP...............

MORE

WINE?

AND UP

UP
UP


IN

A STUPOR

ANGST

SIGH

I

WOULD

WALK

WHEN OTHERS

SLEEP

SLEEP

THROUGH LIFE

IS IT ME?

YOU?

I

SIT

MORE

STUPID

THAN

I"LL

EVER

THINK

OF ME,

YOU

BRANDED

ME.

A SON,

DAUGHTER

GOD

FORBID

SAW

AND

MACE

KINDRED

SOUL

I

AM

I

AM

I

AM

ENLIGHTENMENT

TOLD
TONIGHT

I

CAN
NEVER
CATCH

THE
BRAIN

MACHINE

OH

WHAT
A
LIE

I

LIE
AMONGST

SHADOWS

FATHER

HUSBAND

CHILD

I'LL

ALWAYS

WONDER

I'LL

ALWAYS

BE

BE

LEAVE

HONEST

LY

I

LAY

IN

EMBRACES

POWER

ONLY

I

SEE

Wind Beneath My Wings Lyrics


Ohhhh, oh, oh, oh, ohhh.
It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strain.
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.

Monday, July 24, 2006

Lion's mane


Run like a race for family

When you hear like you're alone

The rusted gears of morning

To faceless busy phones

We gladly run in circles

But the shape we meant to make

is gone...



Love is a tired symphony

To hum when you're awake

Love is a crying baby

Mama warned you not to shake

Love is the best sensation



Hiding in the lion's mane

So I'll clear the road,
the gravel

And the thornbush in your path

That burns a scented oil
That I'll drip into your bath

The water's there to warm you...
And the earth is warmer...

When you laugh...

Love is a scene
I render
When you catch me wide awake

Love's a dream you enter
Though I shake and shake
and shake you

Love is the best endeavor
Waiting in the lion's mane

ANGEL,




Angel Lyrics
by Sarah Mclachlan

Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance

for a break that would make it okay

there's always one reason
to feel not good enough

and it's hard at the end of the day

I need some distraction

oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins

let me be empty

and weightless
and maybe

I'll find some peace tonight

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here

from this dark cold
hotel room

and the endlessness
that you fear

you are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent
reverie

you're in the arms of the angel
may you find ...

some comfort there


so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn

there's vultures and thieves at your back

and the storm keeps on twisting...
you keep on building the lie

that you make up for all that you lack

it don't make no difference
escaping one last time

it's easier to believe

in this sweet madness

oh

this glorious sadness

that brings me to my knees

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here

from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear

you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie

you're in the arms of the angel

MORE

MORE
SILENT

A
TRUE

RECANT

THERE

I STAND

HERE

I

GO

IN ARMS

PROPENSITY

HURT ME

YOU
KNOW
YOU
CAN'T

You Suck

I
Was told this night
This
Night you’ll
See

The same words
I Always
Thought
To be

Told
How
Meager
I will always
Be

Say this
Now
You fools
Will never
see

Remember
This
Thy truth to thee

To
Me
Through
Birth

I
Will
Sing
This
To thee

Cadence,

A rhythm

A
Pretence

Is but a
The measure

But a tense

Hear

The beat

In your
Sweet mind

Emptiness
In the wine

I’ll always
Pass

Your
Untimely
Tasks

Present

To
Remind

The
Past
Of
Thy

But a soliloquy

Now
My
Ever
Present

Friend

Furled
My brow
Soul
Recant

If
I ever

Thought the
Day

Would
Come
Savior

What would
May

I
Say

I
Am but
A dumb
Blonde

You stupid
Man

This song’s
BEEN

Unsung

I
Thought
Your words

Could
Not
This
Day
Cut

I remember
Now
The day’s mistook

My hand
Is still
Unfolding now

Amongst the
Trembling
Of my
Brow

I
Remember
Why
I left the sea

I
Remember
Who
Was
Lost
To
Me

I

Wonder

Witch
Cumbersome
Sow

I’m
So
dumb
If that will
Now

Welcome sighs
This
Night’s
A
Bliss

Never
Stole

A tempered
Kiss

DUMB BLONDE

I remeber
now
why
I
left
the
sublime

Chef

I am a gourmet chef.
I originally had other plans for the food I cooked last night,
Instead, I ended up feeding my daughter and her new boyfriend.
I have no leftovers, and that is a great compliment.
I watched as they devoured my Spicy, Cilantro, White Wine Reduction, cream sauce, with bits of Rhode Island Lobster and Carefully angle cut asparagus Over no fat low carb pasta. Fresh and sweet Atlantic salmon grilled to perfection and lemon butter glazed, grilled zucchini and red bell peppers. To accompany, there was fresh, steamed broccoli and portabella mushrooms cooked in a caramelized onion red wine glaze.
They brought bacon wrapped filet mignon, which they didn’t eat and baked potatoes that they took home with them. It fills a cook with pride, when your love is eaten with so much fervor.
I like this new boyfriend a lot. He is quiet and peaceful, but he has things to say.
He opens his mouth when intelligence beckons and lets my daughter pulse away.
Then interjects occasionally, to zone in and make her focus.
She needs this,
I think he does too.
It seems
They compliment each other.
I like that.
Good Luck Mejia

I have Found, This Weet Hour

This Day
Sung its
Hour
Both
Zweet
Yet
Sour...

In my words
Always VAIN
in the heart
soul will
Strain

I know again
what heart
My thoughts
will
vow

oh
so sour

Became
this
Hour

Eqality
My
Def ers
Wrong
Deaf
Not
Dumb

Again
They
Will

never
Know

Me

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Ode to ETTA James, she keeps me company tonight



Fool That I Am lyrics
Artist - Etta James
Album - Her Best
Lyrics -


Fool That I Am
Fool that I am,For falling in love with you.
And, fool that I am,
For thinking you loved me, too.

You took my heart,
Then played the part of little coquette.
And, my dreams just disappeared
Like the smoke from a cigarette.

Fool that I am,
For hoping you'd understand.
And thinking youWould listen, too,
And, oh, the things I had planned.

But we couldn't see eye to eye
So, darling, darling, darling,
This is goodbye.
But I still care, but I still care,
And oh, fool that I am.
Oh, but I still care,
Fool that I am.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Welcome, A Dramatic Soliloquy

Please welcome to the blog ring
A Dramatic Soliloquy!!!
She is a piece of me
And developing
Me
Her starlight will shine
Beyond my time
And her conscience,
Drive,
Philosopher
Mind,
Surpass
Mine
A wish and knowledge
Take what I have shown you
Words you love and hate,
Fly Like an Eagle,
Into your
BEAUTIFUL FATE

Thursday, July 20, 2006

All Tangled Up

I sit amidst the emptied boxes of Wires,
USB, CAT5, RJ47, Wires
Telephone Wires
Cable Wires
Too MANY WIRES

I chose to sort them
Like my life
Its mistakes,
Accomplishments

Every cord and cable a twisted mess in stacks of boxes,
Wires I don’t even know what they are for
Like my destinies and dreams
Like the wicked pain inside

Frustrated and determined
I sort the miscellaneous
Jumble of confusion
Within those boxes

Phones and alarm clocks
Wrapped around those Wires
The two things I hate the most
In life
My life

Time passes so quickly
Sometimes,
When your untangling wires

And far too slowly
When trapped and twisted
Within the mass
Of life’s entanglements

Funny how I chose this task first
Glad I did
Reconcile the painful
Tangled
Box of wires

The Healing Sea

Each day I get an
OM
Someone showed me this
I signed up
Now every day that I look
The topic seems to personally relate
To me
Odd

Today’s
OM


http://www.dailyom.com/

July 20, 2006

Waves Of Healing

Ocean Meditation
Like us, the sea is ever-changing.

And, like us, the earth's vast oceans appear at a distance
to be stable and homogenous.
But beneath the mask of solidity
that both we and the sea wear,
there lies unpredictability, sensitivity, and power.
There is much we can learn from the ocean,
representative as it is of our inner landscapes.
The rough sounds of the sea's waves are spiritually soothing,
and its salt can purify our physical selves.
Yet not everyone has the luxury of living by the shore
or even visiting the coastlines where water and land meet.
The ocean, however, exists in our conscious minds,
put there by images we have seen and descriptions we have read.
Wherever we are,
we can access that mental image
and use it as the starting point
from which we can help to heal our emotions
by meditating on the sea.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Chasing,
Not I
Always wondering
Head lost in the sky
Blue Eyes

Crisp,
Edges worn
Tattered
Torn
Heart Sworn

Chasing
Must I?
We Know
Why.

Monday, July 17, 2006

Iron And Wine

I am sitting in my new room
Tiny little space
That will take some adjusting
Mourning the losses
Hung-over as all hell
Paralyzed by my mental weight
Downloading songs
I have an awesome little program
Hit genre and every artist name is searchable
I mean,
Every artist!!!
Well I’m in love with this artist sounds
Iron and Wine

I have the lyrics to one of my favorites below
And a link to the website
Garage born
Musical genius
Philosopher of the gritty streets.
Enjoy!!!


Jesus the mexican boy

Jesus the Mexican boy
Born in a truck on the fourth of July
gave me a card with a lady naked on the back
Barefoot at night on the road
Fireworks blooming above in the sky
I never knew I was given the best one from the deck

He never wanted nothing
I remembery
Maybe a broken bottle if I had two
Hanging behind his holy even temper
Hiding the more unholy things I do

Jesus the Mexican boy
Gave me a ride on the back of his bike
Out to the fair though I welched on a $5 bet
Drunk on Calliope songs
We met a home-wrecking carnival girl
He's never asked for a favor or the money yet

Jesus the Mexican boy
Born in a truck on the 4th of July
I fell in love with his sister unrepentantly
Fearing he wouldn't approve
We made a lie that was feeble at best
Boarded a train bound for Vegas and married secretly

I never him nothing I remember
Maybe a broken bottle if I had two
Hanging behind his holy even temper
Hiding the more unholy things I do

Jesus the Mexican boy
Wearing a long desert trip on his tie
Lo and behold he was standing under the welcome sign
Naked the Judas in me
Fell by the tracks but he lifted me high
Kissing my head like a brother and never asking why

[1] http://www.alwaysontherun.net/ironandwine.htm

Morton Salt

When it rains...
I don't know which of the many
Cause the DOWNPOUR
In my EYES
A great friend and sweet soul is
Gone
I never had a chance to say
GOOD BYE
He died
ALONE
Without a friend
Estranged from the world
That had been his land
As well as
Centuries of HIS Ancestors,
Louisiana!!!
He was married to my Mom
Long AGO
Didn't have much in this world
But
That Big Heart
And
Innocent Smile
I can see you smiling
Barry.

quarter in the Juke Box

Strange is the world of Me
I have been deaf most of my life
I thought I was just a quiet person
HAHA
Now I need to talk
Noone wants to hear
At times my pain needs to hear it's words
and then I speak
only to be told
SHUT
UP
You are depressing
Stay Positive
Or my most favorite
they gaze offf into some other shiny place
I am positive
I just sometimes have to speak
the unspeakable
To work it out
Sorry to all those
Who can't bear to hear
I need to learn
Take out the Damn Hearing Aids
And Understand
Silence