Sometimes I think you want me to touch you
Well how can I, when you build the Great Wall around you? – Tori Amos, ‘China’
How many, many times I’ve felt this way … you can feel the resistance in someone’s look or their hesitation … oh, what a horrible feeling to know that you are so close but so far away.
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In reading a comment left on my site I got to thinking about a certain Xanganite … I think that everyone should have a poem written about them at some point in their life, especially someone who gives so much laughter and so many shared smiles. This is for you, James …
In the left corner of my screen
When your face and pipe I see
You look as if you are sitting
In your chair smiling back at me
Giggling at your honesty
But respecting it all the same
Feeling like I’ve visited a friend
Though I know little more than your name
Going out into the non-virtual world
With a smile on my face for the day
Little comments creep into my head
I wonder about things I do and say
Thanks for sharing you innermost thoughts
For us to inspect ourselves
Thanks for being so open and true
No opinions stuck on your shelves
– guess who, 01.21.01
Theory Of The Day …
I think the reason Sinead O’Connor shaved her head was so that people would take her music seriously and not chalk her up as another pretty face. The woman has great features … those eyes alone are enough to strike envy in any woman’s heart. She also has damn near perfect skin.
Give it some thought … tell me, whaddya think?
Laying awake early yesterday morning
I could easily see the peace that
Had taken over your beautiful face
And the calmness that sleep had induced
I lay my hand on your chest
And shivered as I felt the blood pumping
Beneath my fingers through that heart
That I have begun to love so deeply
You didn’t stir or move away
But I did see you begin to smile
And I pulled back a little
Afraid I had waken this angel
That lay here beside me
Your eyes slowly opened, looking into mine
And I saw your smile widen
Your lips formed the words ‘I love you’
And my heart melted all over again
-me, 02.08.00
Today’s Laugh:
Grandma bought a bumper sticker for her old Buick, and writes …
The other day I went to the local religious bookstore where I saw a “Honk if you really love Jesus” bumper sticker. I bought it and put it on the back bumper of my car and I’m really glad I did. What an uplifting experience followed!
I was stopped at the light of a busy intersection….just lost in thought about the Lord, and didn’t notice the light had changed. That bumper sticker really worked! I found lots of people who love Jesus. Why the guy behind me started to honk like crazy. He must really love the Lord because soon he leaned out his window and yelled, Jesus Christ!” as loud as he could. Why, it was like a football game with him shouting, “Go, Jesus Christ, Go!” Everyone else started honking, too, so I leaned out the window and waved and smiled to all those loving people. There must have been a guy from Hawaii back there because I could hear him yelling something about a “sunny beach,” and waving in a funny way with only his middle finger stuck up in the air. I asked my two grandsons with me what that meant. They kind of squirmed, looked at each other, giggled and told me that it was the Hawaiian good luck sign, so I leaned out the window and gave him the good luck sign back. A couple of people were so caught up in the joy of the moment that they got out of their cars and were walking towards me. I bet they wanted to pray, but just then I noticed the light had changed, and I stepped on the gas. It’s a good thing I did, because I was the only car to get across the intersection! I looked back at them standing there. I leaned out the window, gave them a big smile, and held up the Hawaiian good luck sign as I drove away.
Praise the Lord for such wonderful folks!
Thought For The Night:
He who laughs last, thinks slowest.
Today has been an odd little day … I am finally back on some much needed anti-depressants, so if the poetry dries up on here, I apologize. It’s the sadness that fuels my creativity, but that kills my ambition and drive. Funny how life is that way … a blessing with every curse … more soon …