Category: *Twenty-Eighteen

MOVING AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT!

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Moving at the speed of light. Floating high over the night sky. The white puffy clouds tries to greet me but only uttering a goodbye as I fly by to fast to stop to say hi. I’m moving so fast no time to slow down. A cool calm falls over me such gentle in nature & yet so familiar. I take advantage of this calm to look upwards the stars so tiny shimmering in the purple night like a diamonds bracelet.  Here in this place is always purple, always blue, always dark like my dreams of you. Light moving too fast, memory play a vanishing act disappearing right before your eyes. Any rational thoughts escapes the endless void of nothing. I can’t even remember my name. Will I ever see the light again?

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LET’S PLAY A GAME OF CHESS…..

Do you recall a time of your life when you couldn’t wait to turn eight-teen. Finding your independence, being youthful & full of life was just how they say bees knees. Taking on multiple projects & still have the strength go get up go to that job that pays the bills.  Still being youthful does have some set backs.  You’re not quite sure who you are yet so you go through the first stage of adulthood exploring, exploring all the available options then about twenty-nine you think you got life all figure out.  You go off get married, start a family, secure a well paying job falling into a nice comfortable mid-class situation leaving all that spicy youthful mischief behind.

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HURT

broken-heart-clipart-divorced-parent-8You will never admit you’re wrong. Sitting here having this last meal, this last drink with you I’m hearing everything but “I’m sorry for hurting you.” You and I our story ends here at this cafe and although I look deep into those ocean blue eyes, and just hope this is all a nasty dream apart of me wants to bite back. All the years I spent, time sacrificing my career to give you a home, family and love, you dare sit there and lay out how this ends.

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TODAY….

pexels-photo-55529Today you passed away without a whisper, without any mention, quietly without any notice. As we say goodbye, I look at you laying in this box not knowing who you truly are. Truthfully, I never really knew you other than what you displayed which is cold and distant. It didn’t have to be this way, but this mess is by design, your design. As I stand here with friends and family gathered to mourn your memory and somehow I’m expected to have some kind of reaction. I do have a reaction but it’s not the kind most here expect. How can I shed a tear for a man who when he divorced my mother he divorced me. And now twenty plus years later, now a adult with a family of my own, I’m standing here looking upon you in that box wondering did you miss me? Did you ever love me?

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WHEN I DIED

32749423-stock-vector-illustration-featuring-people-weeping-at-a-funeral-serviceLay me down to sleep here in this final of final resting place six feet deep.  All alone naked like the day I was born, here in the dark and cold I’m not afraid anymore.  I can hear faint voices whispering “I Miss You” spilling tears as if we were actual friends. Funny I never knew how much you cared. When I was alive you barely notice me.  I was a shadow among a sea of the beautiful people.  Faceless, nameless yes that was me. Everyone standing over me dressed in black, as if I’m the Queen and they’re my guard. Umbrella’s filling the sky protecting those from the elements that came to mourn me. Finally I am popular to all.

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EDIT BUTTON

Have you ever wonder if you had a “edit button” that you can push and reset you life would you push it?  I often think about how easy that would be to edit out the parts of life that are painful to face.  Of course that’s crazy, all parts of life are important. The good the bad and the ugly, feeling all of that is what makes us tick. However, if you had that option what part of your life would you edit?  A memory? A missed opportunity? This is the topic for today blog post “Edit Button”.

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THE BRICK WALL

 

To-bang-your-head-against-a-wallToday I hit a brick wall. Ran smack face first into this ten foot high wall. I took a step back licking my wombs only to discover this wall is nearly impossible to climb. Dynamic and dramatic as this situation is, I can only appreciate the blinders that cover my eyes. After spending hours trying to find a work-around, I sit and contemplate my next move. Exhausting every avenue, I begin to think how did I get here? Where did this wall come from? As I began to trace my steps back I notice something spectacular, the wall begins to crumble brick by brick tumbling down.

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GOODNIGHT STAN LEE & THANK YOU

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The world of nerds lost our hero, our rockstar Stan Lee. Stan has helped many of us generational awkwardly outcasts deal with the world by making being misfits cool. I was introduced to Marvel when my brother bought X-Men comic. I read that series and was hooked. I realized that these characters all had something in common although all the characters are misfits or outcasts they had each other creating a family or unlikely people. Fighting against a world who don’t accept their gifts, what amazing theme.

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CONCERTS

There’s not a person on this planet that hasn’t attended a concert.  Whether it’s rock, rap, r&b or classical we all love a good concert.  There’s something freeing about rocking out to your favorite artist.  Although the record is great there’s nothing like hearing your favorite song live.  This past weekend I finally got around to seeing “Bohemian Rhapsody” we all know that Queen took part in the Live Aid concerts back in the mid eighty’s  it was one of their highlighting moment.  To see the guys so electric, so energized is amazing.  That concert footage is the inspiration for this blog post “Concerts”.

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I AM READY NOW

Inspired by writing prompt 411 write about death.
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Leaving you behind is not a easy thing to do. I unwillingly walk away from all that you once were.  I unwillingly walk away from all that you’ll never be.  This clock on the wall hangs frozen in time tells the story of your last goodbye.

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No one will ever love me like my mother
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