Thursday, July 22, 2010

in a bad place? remember this

I sing this to remind myself we are never as all alone in whatever's going on in life than it might seem.

When you walk through a storm


Keep your chin up high

And don't be afraid of the dark.

At he end of the storm

Is a golden sky

And the sweet silver song of a lark.



Walk on through the wind,

Walk on through the rain,

Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown.Walk on, walk on

With hope in your heart

And you'll never walk alone,

You'll never walk alone.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Broken headphones

Today I was on pc as usual when I leaned the wrong way and broke my xtra special headphones by pulling the connector to the end you plug in, ripping it right out! Took it to the local electronics NOT fixable. Grr now I have to replace it.  Reason I liked them so much was because they have a ear-piece that goes behind the ear, so the ear buds don't fall out.  So now I have to scrape together the money to replace them...not easy at the end of the month...oh well, ce la vie.  But I was pissed for a while...

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

new poems on another site

this is a cool new site I found.  I put two poems up under SunnyDCal   see if you can find them.

dog days of summer

When its hot here all i want to do is sit inside in the airconditioning.  Wish we had a car, so I could to the lake.  I hav'nt even been swimming this year, and I love to swim.   Have some new pictures of my precious little girls on Facebook.  Finally went to Wal-mart and put my pics on a cd.

Have had a setback on college since my last post.  My funding with the VA needs the representative to straighten out.  Also, have not started job with Dr. Edwards at the VA yet.  can't seem to get the time for Frank and I to go there and get everything set up.

here's a poem I wrote yesterday

In the summer heat
such a bummer
nowhere to go
tired and bored
just say the word
and I'm outta here

Find a place to go
we'll search high and low
find a new direction
and fight my predeliction
to indecition

the heat, dry or damp
is pressing down on me
like a pressure cooker
or a sauna

Sweet heat, sultry, sexy
body dampening heat
When my man desires me,
the way he looks at me
my own desire pools in me,
imitating the summer fire outside

I feel a fire building in me
the kind of flame that
smolders low and long
needing just his touch
to make the embers flare

that's when i discover
my escape has always been
right here, with him