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I'm a Recovering Drama Queen. I got tired of the same old lines.

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Extra Weight

They played a marvelous game of tug-of-war.

Holding the rope tightly as they stared into each other's eyes.

He'd pull back causing her to lunge forward.

Determined not to lose her footing she did the same.

The intensity of their stares grew.

He raised one eyebrow.

She raised two.

They smiled at each other as if to say, "truce".

That's when they both let go of the rope.

They fell to the ground and laughed their asses off.

Glad to be rid of the extra weight.

Friday, December 23, 2011

Mountain of Words

This piece is for a dear, old friend who strives to be open.

Week after week he examined his surroundings
Trying to create peace with his environment.
How did he come to be in this place?
What led him to this point of isolation?
He was no longer able to proceed forward
For a mountain of words stood in his way.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Poor Grandma

I was doing some catch up on posts today and trying to figure out what I wanted to write about. Came across this post from Things That Bother Me.

If you haven't checked out his blog, you should. He's got a nice writing style and is always funny.

And I'm still not writing about my date with "Rudolph" Bryan. Only because I'm saving up to write about our next date...which is tomorrow night and my heart is about to explode I'm so excited. I am jumping for joy! If I were a reindeer I'd be flying around the room. This man gives my insides the flutters. He is one special guy, and handsome, and funny, and a good kisser, and cute....

Now where was I? Oh yes, poor Grandma!

Friday, December 9, 2011


Her beauty was the color of sunshine.
She was displayed for other's enjoyment.
She spent her life hoping she'd be picked and adored.
She watched as those beside her left;
Oh how she wanted the same!
How sad she was to not feel needed
Over time she aged
She worried at first that this would make her less desirable.
One day someone spied her amongst the others and gently picked her up.
She was certain this person made a mistake for the others appeared to be the better choice.
She braced herself waiting to be discarded,
But the person looked at her as if they found a treasure!
Wide-eyed and smiling the person shielded her as they walked to a hill,
marveling along the way at their good fortune.
Confused no more she let herself feel appreciated.
She was kissed and into the wind she blew.
She danced merrily in flight,
Finally understanding she did not need to be adored,
For she knew what it meant to be cherished

photo from tki-health-om.blogspot.com

Sunday, December 4, 2011

The World Wide Open

This is the place
Where sadness can go
In quiet desperation
Released into the world wide open

This is the place
Where hate can take form
Anger meets frustration
Released into the world wide open

This is the place
Where fear can roam
Dividing a great nation
Released into the world wide open

This is the place
Where courage can break through
An overnight sensation
Released into the world wide open

This is the place
Where hope can spread
With a little imagination
Released into the world wide open

This is the place
Where peace can run free
It's ours for creation
Released into the world wide open