life is so fragile. sometimes i hate being human..
now this is the news i want to read.. https://www.yahoo.com/news/woman-raises-money-homeless-man-helped-her-125441341.html
Society has changed
A little deranged
Social etiquette seems to be apparently lost
Communication in an icy frost
Words of the heart lack genuine grace
Proper manners out of distinct place
I’m old enough to know
Negligence feels like a blow
Where many women just don’t give a shit
Failing to verbally commit
False affection and wasted goodwill
Absent of benevolence or even excited thrill
I was ten
Past memories when others were delighted
To hear what you’ve been up to
Collaborated vocabulary on queue
Consumed in a time of self-absorption
Snubbed energy mimics monumental abortion
Deep in your gut
My intuition was right
Not worth the fight
Or justify the altercation of a new season
Only childhood friendships are perpetual and forever
Bound by blood with trust which no one can sever
I remember a time
When fingers slipped in a dime
It would click with a jingle
As the rotary dial rang with a dingle
A fantasy of narration
To call someone locally
In a pay phone to converse vocally
Truly miss those moments of genuine pleasure
When close acquaintances treated you like a lost treasure
In my dismay
People block, disregard and purposely ignore
Dialogue is now a boring chore
We live in an age of open windows and closed doors
An odd competition of electronic wars
Showing you endless pictures of our broadcasted diary
Some not for a public inquiry
The essence of the soul would rather take selfies than chat
Facebook, Instagram and Twitter have become an (un)welcome mat
Brushing sacred interaction under the rug
As they unplug
Shutting you off like a broken switch
Our dress code in human compassion has a dysfunctional glitch
“Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.”
Wake up to your existence before it’s gone.
heaven help us.. our country should be of “loving people”.. not war. This should not be a country where something, once again, is unspeakable. “Dear Heavenly Universe,…” https://www.yahoo.com/gma/texas-church-scene-shooting-report-192705171–abc-news-topstories.html
My amazing sis.
As I like to fondly reminisce.
Looking through our family photos of the past.
It’s obvious she has a beautiful light.
As you can see her wearing virgin white.
The 70’s must’ve been such a blast.
Even though she has brilliant brains.
Her long legs gave the boys heart pains.
Janet was the grooviest chick in our suburban town.
Having that gorgeous “Breck” shampooed hair.
How could anyone compare.
Cause’ she was the sexiest girl with golden locks of brown.
As her little sister of eleven years young.
My life was full of grand memories strung.
As she filled my ears with stories of adventures so grand.
Those who really don’t know her.
Will never understand that she’s a connoisseur.
A worldly woman who still has everything in the palm of her hand.
My happy birthday wish to my sista’.. even though I’m posting a day late.
Is to let her know she still has this energy in a magical state.
All it takes is the realization of recreating it.
Like in the good ole’ days I recall us walking our dog down the street.
And a groovy guy yelled out, “hey foxy lady” with a voice of not being discrete.
She sashayed like a noble queen in her skimpy outfit.
But no matter what she had on.
Whether she was wearing a cotton shirt, jeans or a dress made of chiffon.
The beauty of her temple comes from the deep fibers of this brilliant soul.
She is one of the most giving creatures I genuinely know.
With so much love and kindness which exudes from a natural bestow.
Without her, my world would not be the least bit whole.
finally a film which speaks my language
“Power combined with transactional sex leads to sexual abuse” .. this applies to Harvey Weinstein and all the other perverts out there.