Daily Archives: November 15, 2011
Tuesday Night Animal Laughs
I am an aristocat
gotta lot of class
and I promise to
never show my a–
Oh man, you meant real snow?!
What a bummer!
I was gonna go all Pacino on ya’.
I am the bestest Dog
of any at playing dead
look at this dumb cat
drivin’ him outta his head!
Inside You’re Bleeding
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Sick of feeling so left out?
Hate when they think that you
don’t know what you’re talking about?
Are you desperate to find something
more before your life is over?
Wanna stare up at the rainbows
while lying in fields of clover?
Are you sick of everyone around?
Wish they would leave you alone
with the big fake smiles that
look like they’re chiseled in stone?
There’s no one that really cares
what it is you are needing
all you get’s their superior lies
while deep down inside you’re bleeding!
Sara Jayne & Teresa Marie 11/15/11
Thursday Poets Rally Week 56 submission:
http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com/2011/11/agreement-for-thursday-poets-rally-week_16.html
This Day’s Thought Monday and Tuesday
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My case is urgent, and I do not see how I am to be delivered; but this is no business of mine. He who makes the promise will find ways and means of doing it. It is mine to obey His commands; it is not mine to direct His counsels. I am His servant, not His solicitor. I call upon Him and He will deliver.
He is like a father to us, tender and sympathetic to those who reverence him.
Psalm 103:13
The Living Bible
I have heard thousands of confessions, but never one of covetousness.
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It is not about never doubting, it is about coming out on the other side with twice the faith you had going into your doubt.
He is the LORD our God: his judgments are in all the earth. He hath remembered his covenant for ever, the word which he commanded to a thousand generations.
Psalm 105:7-8
The King James Version
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Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, mirror on the wall
do you hear when I call?
It may seem a little thing
to you attention that I bring
I don’t like being this small
so I want to be tall
Brown hair just doesn’t suit me
blond is what I’d rather be
Don’t like the way I look
I’m no model from a book
Since I am no great beauty
make me one, rich and snooty
So many things I want from you
just make me into someone new
‘Cause I really don’t like me
and anybody else I’d rather be
Mirror, mirror on the wall
do you hear me at all?
Teresa Marie 11/15/11
Tuesday Morning Animal Laughs
You’ve gotta be kidding
I’m not smelling them
if you want him so badly
you smell them yourself then!
“You may say I’m a dreamer
but I’m not the only one…”
From “Imagine” by John Lennon
You look more like a squeaky toy to me!
She Wants To Feed – Part 5
All at once I stopped with a thud. I was in a place that I can only describe as a cavern. There was no way out and it was so dark that I could barely see my hand in front of my face. Cold also. There was a dank musty odor that was so prevalent it seemed to be seeping into the pores of my skin.
“Skin?,” you ask. Yes skin. I don’t know about the other place but in this one you still had your body, sort of.
That was it, it was cold, dank, musty and I was all alone. My first thought was, “This is hell? I thought there was supposed to be fire and brimstone?” But no answer came, nothing.
Then my second thought was, “I’ll go nuts having no one to rap with! I know there are others down here, I’m not the only one in hell! Where is everybody?”
Those thoughts finally began to sink in. The truth of my situation hit me all of a sudden like “a ton of bricks” and the prospect of an eternity in this place didn’t give me any “warm and cozy feeling.” Quite the contrary. I’d never felt so alone and lonely in my entire life. Was this my hell? Was everybody’s hell different depending on what their personality was or something? The questions continued to mount in my mind but there was no one to ask them to. God had abandoned me, I was totally cut off from Him.
I sat down and began to sob like I’d never done before in my entire mortal life. Huge sobs heaved my body, I couldn’t breath. That is when I began screaming at the top of my lungs. All that kept running through my head as I did was this phrase “the screams of the damned, the screams of the damned.” And then someone was laughing. It was not any ha-ha laugh either but rather the laugh of a crazed person, an evil laugh that chilled me to my soul! Wait, did I even have a soul anymore? Why wouldn’t they stop laughing? Who was laughing? Then she was standing there in front of me, the girl, and she laughing at me.
Just then my body was wracked with excruciating pain. I opened my eyes to a light shining brightly down into them. I heard a voice saying to someone else, “We’ve got him back but I don’t know for how long. Can’t you get around them? We’ve gotta get him to the hospital now or we’ll lose him again for sure!”
There had been an accident on the highway and the road was blocked. The ambulance sat idling in the jammed up traffic. Just as the EMT was asking the question, a wrecker arrived to move the cars out of our way. The driver and the authorities were working frantically to clear a path for the ambulance to get passed. Traffic was directed to pull off to one side or the other and let us through.
That is when I died the second time. This time hell was a whole different place and yes, there was fire!
Teresa Marie 11/15/11
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