and so it goes...

I made a conscience decision to follow through with some poetry this week in my blog. After having a day of peace and tranquility with no kids and no husband (yeah), I was able to chat with many of my girlfriends and such. I was reflecting back on my VERY colorful past. Before I became the woman who; now worried about kids, schools, bills, landscaping, HOA and PTAs, I was a divorced single mom just entering my thirties. 

I had spent my twenties married to the wrong man for me for ten years, shortly after having my eldest I got out. Children have a knack of forcing you to do the right thing. Having my daughter watch me settle for what did not make me happy, but miserable was NOT the image of womanhood I wanted to give her. However, dating as a single mom became a balancing act. I didn't want her to meet men, and I had to figure out how to go out and explore the world, yet still find my own happiness at the same time. Fortunately for me I was able to do it and took my time before I remarried again, this time to the right guy for me.

Now don't get me wrong, remember I said it was a colorful past that I had led. There were a few frogs and trouble that laid in my path of self discovery. These men who came into my life helped shaped the poetry I am posting. My women friends also influenced my writings. The culmination of these experiences, whether they were mine or shared, gave me something more than the common tangible things to write about. 

This is one of those;

Dream

I don't know what to say,

What to feel or 

What to believe

Were you a dream

A miracle or merely

A figment of my imagination

I thought you were real

I felt you, I touched you

But most of all you touched me

I believed you were real

I kissed you, I tasted you

Hell, I breathed you in

Now, as quickly as you 

Appeared in my life

"POOF", you're gone

I want to hate you

Be angry at you

But I can't, 'cause

I am not even sure if you're real

or if you were ever here to begin with

I only hope wherever you are,

Whatever you are

That you are okay, 

that you are in God's hands

And that He is protecting you

I pray that soon

I will find you again, 

So I can know if you are real

Or only a dream I just woke from

I chose today's quote because we don't know where or when inspiration will inspire creativity!: “Imagination is the beginning of creation. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine and at last you create what you will"-George Bernard Shaw

Poetry

For the love of words, I adore poetry! I love the staccato you can relay in words, the rhythmic flow of the syllables from one phrase to the next, the pattern that is created in your ears, as you listen to the sound that rolls off of your tongue. 

Words are a delicious gift for me! Thank you to all the authors, struggling writers, poets and dreamers with pen and paper (or type and paper) for the endless supply to help my insatiable quench for language, nuance and creativity. I only hope that I provide you with the same level of joy.

Earlier tonight someone sent me the link to their poetry, I was happy to receive the tweet, even happier to read his poetry. In return, I thought I would share a similar piece of my work. So here it goes. Enjoy!

Laughter, Tears, Pain, Love

I saw you the other day

You had a smile on your face

You didn't see me

I wanted to say hello

But I changed my mind

I remembered when I gave you that smile

I saw you this morning

You were laughing

You never noticed my face in the crowd

Once I had hoped I'd be laughing 

With you always

I thought back to the times we laughed together

I walked behind you yesterday

There was sorrowful look on your face

You never saw me

I could see you were pained

And oh how I wanted to comfort you so

As I had done times before

I sat across from you

I was just a faded memory now

You didn't notice me, or my tear-streaked face

As you had done so many times before

And I thought back to those yesteryears

And  this time I walked away

Tonight's poem was for the unrequited lot of the world. Remember Love can be unrequited with a person, a choice or even a career choice, rule is the same if it isn't working, leave! "Move on. It is just a chapter in the past, but don't close the book, just turn the page."-anonymous

Whew!

Well, after surveying the area I am happy to report we have suffered no major loss of power (just some brown outs), had no flooding of the home, nor did any of the trees fall on the house or property. Thank goodness I had  those other trees taken down last year! It definitely paid off, plus I am convinced that now that I have upped my home insurance, nothing will happen. You know the minute you aren't covered is when you have problems. Family also seemed to have weathered the storm unscathed. This is a blessing, and I am grateful for my blessings. To those who were not as fortunate, count your blessings that you are safe and so are your loved ones. God willing you will recover from this disaster.

Now the windows are open letting in the cool breeze that Irene has left behind, and the sounds of nature's orchestra making a little night music is in the background as my family slumbers. This is peace and I feel peaceful. It reminded me of a poem I had written a long time ago, so if you can bear with me, I would like to post in hopes you understand the breath of life I feel when serenity is coursing through my veins. Perhaps, while you are bitching and moaning about the morning commute, or the property damage you surveyed, you can think of these words.

Splendor

I saw the sun rise this morning,

I watched as its first rays

of golden sunshine

kissed the flowers Good Morning

I saw the sun rise this morning,

I peeked out of my windows

and looked as it slowly

raised itself into the sky

I saw the sun rise this morning,

I looked and saw I was alone

and I smiled because I wasn't lonely

For I had seen the splendor of love in the birth of a new day

and I gave Him thanks

Today's quote is a simple one, this quote however is truly my mantra; "Live well,..Laugh often,.. Love much.."-Bessie Anderson Stanley

My past visiting

I had a strange experience earlier this evening, which of course I am going to share with you. Since we are on a Hurricane Irene alert here in NY; which by the way is reason number 2 on my list of why I don't live in Florida; I went supply shopping for bottled water. Fortunately for me I was raised by a Caribbean mother, who taught me to stock up on food and candles, but I needed to make sure we had enough water and ice to hold us through the storm.

While shopping in Target, with my husband and youngest child, minding my own business, I hear my name. Now it is not unusual to hear it, I have a common name, but somehow I knew this was meant for me. There he was, a guy I used to "date" back in my single and thank God I am free days. It's been 10 years, I knew the face but couldn't place it, but it was an ex. Then he says one word and it all comes rushing back. I was thrown for a loop. Turns out he is now residing in my county. Please bear with me and that harsh statement, but this is my county. I spent my teen years here, learned to drive, went to high school and met my first husband here. So when I dated I purposefully, let me repeat that word, PURPOSEFULLY chose to date men that did not live here. I chose people who hadn't even heard of this area. Yet, here he was shopping with his wife and child, turns out it is where he lives now too! 

It isn't as though I was heartbroken over him when it ended, as a matter of fact we both were the bad guys in the end, but still why here? The shocking thing is that this is number three of my ex's who have decided to move to where I live. For goodness sake, I did not show them the town when we dated, nor did I brag of my quiet respite of a small town and county, however all three have come here to my neck of the woods to settle down in. I only have this to ask, one is coincidence, two is strange but three,....three is downright eerie! Why are they here?

With all three, they saw me, they called me out, and they all remembered me, I on the other hand needed some prompting to remember them! Says a lot of the impact they made in my life, but I am curious of the influence I might have had on theirs. Just a thought.


Had to search far and wide for a quote tonight: "The universe may not always play fair, but at least it's got a hell of a sense of humor" -Carrie Bradshaw Sex in the City

Hurricane Irene

Earlier this week we had an earthquake, then a Hurricane (not a tropical storm) is making a bee-line for the East Coast and Mid-Atlantic, aiming for major cities.  First I thought Mother Nature was just a little ticked off, then I noticed that Lucifer,..err I mean Dick Cheney has been in the area promoting his book. This is when it dawned on me that she actually was aiming straight for a target. Ok Ok,..I know that was mean, maybe true but still. I have been watching the greatest city in the world having to brace itself for the worst storm it has seen in a LONG time. My family is in the city, in Queens and Long Island, not to mention my friends are there also, so to alleviate any anxiety that we all may be suffering from, I wrote this little ditty. YouTube Video soon to follow! Keep safe everyone!

These lyrics are meant to be sung to the tune "Come on Eileen"

Come on Irene

Come on Irene

Poor old East Coast Bays
Sounded sad upon the media, you move millions of hearts solo
Some people cried and sang along and who'd blame them.
Now you've grown, so grown, now we must say more than ever.
Go Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye-Aye
as we all just run for to shelters.

Come on Irene,
I swear (what we mean) At this moment you mean everything,
With you on a course my thoughts I confess verge on the danger
Ah come on Irene.

The people round here just had an earthquake
Now to be drenched in your wake they're so resigned to what their fate is,
Please not us, no not us we are far too broke already

Remember Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye-Aye
Irene I'll hum this tune forever.

Come on Irene, I swear, what we mean
Ah come on don’t destroy everything,
That windy rain storm Irene (Tell us yes)
Ah don't come on, ah don't come on Irene, please.

 

Today's quote: "Expect the worst, hope for the best!" -Mel Brooks

Writer's Block: I'm back!!

Writer's Block: I'm back!!: Hard to believe that the last time I posted anything other than a link, was two weeks ago! I have been lost my friends, lost without my writ...

I'm back!!

Hard to believe that the last time I posted anything other than a link, was two weeks ago! I have been lost my friends, lost without my writings, lost without my words, just L O S T! So much have happened since last I was here! To begin with I had my mother-in-law visiting. As sweet as the woman can be I was relieved when she finally headed home. Somehow, she managed to cause some friction in my relationship with my husband. Then my husband was out on strike! Some of you may think there is your free time, but hard to relax when you are worrying about every dime and praying that you don't need to go to the hospital because come the end of the month there is no more insurance! This only activated more stress, which only compounded my already rocky relationship with my MS, prepping me for an exacerbation, leaving me with little sight. If this wasn't enough, school is about to open and I am still waiting to hear if my youngest made the lottery to enter pre-k and I have to prepare my eldest for her final year!!

To make certain that life was just as frazzled as it can get, Mother Nature got in the act with giving the Northeast and Mid-Atlantic an earthquake! But wait! Hold on! There's More! We are now bracing ourselves for Hurricane Irene!

Now, needing solace and comfort, I reached out to what I love second most to my family, and that is here behind the Mac clicking away my fingers on a keyboard. Listening to each stroke of the key, like a note of a great music composition, delighted that the words that I hear in my head are appearing on the screen!! Yeah for writing! Yeah for Peace! Yeah for finding my way back after what seemed like one hundred years! Just Yeah! I'M BACK!

Gotta leave a quote, this time from a hero of mine; “There is nothing like returning to a place that reminds unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.” Nelson Mandela

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