Of Everything

There’s a peace
And a sublime surrender
When you’ve chosen the path
The final detour
The final ender

It lifts the heart
And lifts the soul
Because you know the pain
Is about to let go

No one ever knows
About these things
You can’t explain away
You just go away

No explanations
Because I’m so tired
I’m just so tired
And I have no love
I have no life
I have nothing
I have nothing
I have nothing

I lost everything
I lost my life
I lost my love
Of everything

Retail Hell

This is just about my experience in retail. That's all. This is my take on it. But, I always like the fact that it can always go a different way...with poetry.

I ain’t trying to sell
Just trying to liquidate
Introduce a product
For your own sake
It’s gonna make
Life so much better
It’s gonna make you happy
Gonna make you sappy
Little plates
Little cakes
Little tokens of liquidate

I gotta get it for her
I gotta get it for him
I gotta get it for Jesus
It’s a win-win

One for you and two for me
Let’s clink the glasses
And make it three
Oh I’m in love
With the powerful glove
Leather is the trend
Get it before the end
We got it yesterday
Try it on….
It looks so good
On you….

Aint’ trying to sell
But hell
Let’s liquidate

It looks good on you

For them

Waton Life

What do I want in life?
To be happy without a pit in my stomach
To embrace
To love
To forgive
And live and let live
To communicate and not dictate
To love and love and love
A warm blanket on a cold night
To let me know it’s gonna be alright
Even when it’s not
I wish I could be better than I am
I wish other people could to
I want to love
Wanton love - so much it hurts that I can’t
But I do

Once Peace at a Time

I guess I’ve tried to make light of so many things in my life because I’ve had so many heavy things happen, I just tend to blow it off. It doesn’t matter. I don’t have feelings. Or the feelings I have are off the mark. Exaggerated components of emotions I’m trying to place together. A jigsaw puzzle in the mind.

But it comes to a point. And I start to feel. Like when you sleep on your hand and the feeling starts to come back again. The lack of circulation? It was ok to be numb when I was numb to it. But when it starts to tingle…when it starts to feel…that’s where the issues come in.

That’s when the scrambled pieces come together.

I’ll figure it out. I always do.

If I look at it hard enough……I’ll start with the borders and look inside.

One piece at a time
One peace at a time
A jigsaw puzzle in the mind

Good Habits - Bad Behavior

Mama didn’t teach too much about life
She liked to preach…though
About walking five miles in the snow
To get to the church on time
But hell Mom…
This ain’t Idaho

She was born Smackover
In an Arkansas oil patch
Sleazy and Greasy
Never met her match

And didn’t understand about the bird and the bees
When asked….she said
“There ain’t no bees in a man’s pants!
She said a lot of things when she went on rants

She said…..
Girl…..to get your man…
Ya gotta have good habits
But bad behavior
Blessed is our Savior
For Good Habits
And bad behavior

Oh Lord, she said, don’t you know
I can’t tell who's good or bad
At a church social
Or in a Sears catalog
I’ll never have my wish book wishes
Of marriage dishes
And midnight kisses
My life has been a fog

She’s looking for the light
She’s looking for a light
For the next cigarette
Ain't never gonna quit
In the bars or behind the bars

It’s killing me
So I’m gonna pray
For God to release me
From the bonds that torment me

I pray every night to see the light
God, I pray for good habits
But Lord knows I’ve got bad behavior
Blessed be my Savior
Give me good habits
And good behavior
Be my Savior
Of bad habits and bad behavior

A write and a wrong

No one likes to write…everybody likes to wrong

When you’re on the trip….ok....
When you’re walking around….
Absorbing nothing of the natural sounds…..or looks…in a way….
Take a picture…it looks good…on the grassy knoll....a willing mole

You gotta look…it’s by the books….

What did I hear?
Zupriter I fear
A billboard in the wake
A Convenient convertible on a sunny day

A bullet on the gurney
Took quite a journey
So did the pill box hat
On the trunk
Imagine that?
That’s why I love Dallas…

Blood On Air Force One
Let’s get the good One
Profile….that is…
Profiles of Courage?
Gotta look good for the cameras…

No one likes to write…everybody likes to wrong

We proved it
On Air Force One