Promises’ poems
It was real masquerade, it was a real cover up make up pulling up drop me down of standing in the bathroom tub full of water incensed and curled up sleeping he’s saying I love him on his way out the door clicks but I heard him pause in the hall I heard him rattle his keys in his hand like he might come back inside Like he doesn’t really have to... [Read more...]
standstill
How long? How long…a small eternity. A long minute. Who’s to say. It’s been almost 3 months to the day since I posted here last. Life has been a series of strenuous electric shocks to the heart..my dad passed away on May 4th, and I posted here that week, and just before his funeral. I’ve been putting my thoughts here, into the... [Read more...]
Hookah!
I believe in a life of moderation. It’s a valuable, life-saving happy place, to ride the middle of the fence, only slipping to one side or the other when the grass of the neighbor’s lawns you are running above, truly *is* greener! The fact is, we all have vices. The trick is to either change it up (so smoke for 10 yrs, but then move on to... [Read more...]
the 3 P’s, CUPCAKE, and Grilled Cheese.
I apologize for not satisfying your Thursday craving for Promise ramblings. We are about to correct this. Due to the exquisite nature of my exhaustion, which is accompanied, by some soulful Cowboy Junkies, we are going less for order and more for sloppy mess.Try and enjoy yourself. First, there was Poker Night, the Night before Valentine’s Day.... [Read more...]
The Art of Choice
http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/sheena_iyengar_on_the_art_of_choosing.html I can hardly add anything to this video, as it is one of the most masterful, thoughtful, thorough, and provocative presentations on Choice I’ve ever seen.I can only say how relieved I am, how recognized I feel, about the increasing paralyzation that occurs when I have... [Read more...]
