I guess you might say that I've taken the long way home but I'm on my way. I'm so close to home that I'm dying to see my brother. I have three. Actually, I have all of the men who aren't even aware of true brotherhood. It always includes sisters. It isn't afraid of getting too close nor does it fear her power. I have been here for many moons. I chose Maine because it's always closer to home. On a clear day, I look for Scotland and dream of Loch Ness and a bard who is the family man that I always deserved. Almost heaven is West, Virginia. She is still my closest sisterly tie. She has always blamed me for choosing Sheila. The chosen ones never even realize that they are chosen. I certainly never felt worthy of love because I wanted to be just like my aunt June after my mother abandoned me. Catch that and kill it if you can, please. That is the biggest lie anyone ever poisoned my heart with. It has a name. It's called rejection. Rejection is the angry worm that burrowed its way into my childhood heart to await this glorious moment. I am bursting with love. My cup is full and it shall be again. Thank you, Jerry! I can chase rainbows or the weather or I can sit on my 'but' for the rest of my life and still live happier ever after all by myself.
I just enjoyed another gift of gratitude for everything that I need. I need three hits to the heart, son and that is Poetry In Motion because I'm writing the herstory of ME. Myself and Irene used to play horse and rider. I used to run faster that 'Ginia. She'd grab a length of dog rope and weave it over the back of my neck, forward over my shoulders then back under my arms as she giddied me up as though damnation was chasing her.
You are gonna miss me when I go. You'll never get to read the rest of my story. You can't follow along because each of us has our own lucky star. Together, we make heaven, united, we make hell. Hell is a republic. What have we always been told or read about the People's Republic of China? Where is hatred taught in these united states?
I am watching a great movie that wasn't ever available where I could select it before. It's called, The Liberation of L.B. Jones. I didn't even recognize Barbara Hershey or Lee Majors but I love Lee J. Cobb. 1969 was an important year in the herstory of me. ME is capitalized to honor my degree in STILL HERE. I've been on cardiac alert since my stressful bout with steph. You don't get every clue. Some of you have been reading me longer than some others. Radio waves or microwaves or tsunami, we get our points made in Maine. That used to mean something, didn't it. I sure was proud to be his daughter. He was proud to be Indian where that was worse than being the N word. Hell, N always stood for Newton first. Now, It stands for Nana as in NanaBev.
NanaNana NanaNana
Batwitch, catwitch
which witch, what
Drama Queen queen Bee.
Name dropper, Nut
Newtybug BEVERLY
what's in a name?
miles and miles of memories
and not a one, the same.
Never check the mileage when you're driving a classic.
Don't take my word for gospel. If God had wanted to add to the mess man has already made of the Holy Bible he certainly could have found more men to do that. Sometimes, you just have to send in the clowns or the alpha bitch. She can take care of herself and save him the trouble. She creates her own world and you characterize it.
You shouldn't be worrying about trusting me; Can you trust yourself? Consider that you are lying to yourself whenever you say that you don't.
I trust me because I mind my own business first so much better than I used to.
I don't have a family that really pays any attention to me. They are wise. They know that I'm OK with whatever happens next. I've survived worse and I'm stronger than dirt. Bury me NOT. Just let me be free to burn and I'll be slow and warm as ashes. That cinder needs to cool before it goes into MY beds. I am the dragon known as Winter. I shed scales and they call me a Nor'easter down home. btw, hu m I? Hu? Indeed? Hu MAN.
It's ok if you need to behave yourself. I will do as I please...
" cuz You don't own me", sings Lesley Gore
"Heaven, I'm in Heaven..." plays the radio on the shelf over the kitchen sink. Bevie's home, all alone and she's become a time travelor. They say nobody lives forever but I bet I finish all these brownie's and make somemore even if I have to invent that recipe. Grammarly provides editing that I use only to proofread my own writing so I can decide whether I meant what I said. If you can figure out what's going on, they'll never let you get away. Either keep it to yourself or talk so much and so cryptically that you keep them puzzling. They love their puzzles.
The man upstairs is buzzing my ceilings. It sounds like Artie's vaccing, creaking and moaning. Sometimes, he sets his beard on fire. I can smell it burning. The girl across the hall forgets to shut her stove off before she leaves the complex.
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