women who work and party (for the ladies)

You wake up in the morning with sleep in your eyes
Wondering if this day will turn out fine.
You get up out of bed and do your daily routine
Washing your face and making sure your clothes are clean.
You get yourself ready to go to work
And the coffee is just starting to perk.
You’re deciding on what you’re going to eat
Maybe pancakes will be a good treat?
You finish your breakfast, wash the dishes and you’re out the door
Wondering what this day has in store?
You get to work and the headaches begin
It seems like you just can’t win.
The hours seem to slowly pass!
How much longer will this last?
Five o’clock is finally here – every one jumps up and starts to cheer.
Now you start your trek back home- in your bed is where you belong
But it’s Friday night and it’s party time
A little dancing and some wine.
You put on that sexy dress- and the makeup will do the rest.
You pick up your purse and your cell
You’re low on cash, but you won’t tell.
You get to the club and your friends are there
And their table with you they share.
After your first drink you’re out on the floor
You can’t stop- you want much more.
After a full hour of dancing you have to take a break
You know you’re tired because your legs and feet ache.
Back to the table – another glass of wine
Your eyes are heavy so you know it’s that time.
You say good night to your friends at the table
You’ve got to get home while you’re able.
You get home and lock the door, take your shower, then walk the floor.
A house is not a home when there’s no one there
And you have so much to share.
But who do you talk to when you’re all alone
Sitting there by the phone.
This is the time that you think about a man
Who can fit in your plan.
But you’re still young with no obligation
So why get into a heavy relation?


no such thing as handicapped


Born deaf and not a sound to be heard
Sign language was her only words
Longing to hear any sound at all, even the bouncing of a ball
To know what it would be like to hear a robin sing
And the sounds of early spring.
She learned to read lips and could feel the vibrations of musical sounds.
The sensitivity in her fingers had gotten so good
That the music she understood.
She found that the guitar vibrations she could feel more
And it opened up a brand new door.
Her mother saw the joy that the guitar did bring
So she bought a guitar with everything.
The amplified speakers did rock the floor
Even through her closed door.
She learned to play guitar and write music too
And showed the other children just what to do.
Soon afterwards she created a band in the
SCHOOL FOR THE DEAF and showed others that there is no such thing
As HANDICAPPED, and that only happens when you turn your back.

is suicide the answer ?

A cut above, a cut below- suicide can be very slow
Peer pressures are getting to you- is this the only thing that you can do?
For your family and friends now come the burdens and tears
Not knowing you had those fears.
How do you think your family and friends will survive?
Not knowing your life was on the line.
You see the blood draining from your wrists
Asking yourself: why did I do this?
Second thoughts are now too late
All you can do is sit and wait.
You find that the thoughts are coming much faster
And pictures are flashing in your mind
As it’s getting close to that time, yet the pictures are
Of good times and not the bad, and you become very sad.
My life has not been as drastic as i thought it to be
Now it’s too late for me!


so many times in life we get so involved in our daily trials and tribulations that we tend to forget the people around us who are part of our lives.
I am guilty of that as i’m sure that there are so many more like me.
when was the last time that you actually stopped to smell a flower,
or greeted someone without knowing them and they looked at you as if you were crazy , but then turned and smiled as they saw you smile.
I recall something that had became more dear to me than anything
that I can recall , and that was when one of my brothers called me on the phone and tells me : I just called to tell you I love you !
then he hung up before I could even respond.
that will always stay in my heart and my memory, and when my older brother was speaking to me on the phone and told me : I am so proud of you and the way that you can write your poetry without hesitation.
I am sure that we all have a memory of something that you experienced, or saw or even felt that has stuck in your mind. ( smell the flower! )
it could be your wedding day or a birth of your child or a song
from a date that was playing on the radio.
you know as well as I do that not everything in your life has been 100% bad , because there had to be good times as well.
if you was around in the 50’s like me when rock and roll was just starting and jazz was becoming the new rock and roll with singers such as ELVIS PRESLEY who was the king of rock, and all the old groups who were on AMERICAN BANDSTAND and everyone dancing to the new tunes.
when gas was about 30 cents a gallon and cigarettes was a quarter.
everyone has an Era that they recall of the good and bad times.
others may recall the 50’s the 60’s the 70’s , but we all had our own Era. the point that I am trying to bring across is that we can not live in the past , but it is parts of our lives that will not leave us and it can not be changed. JUST STOP ! look at the things that GOD has given us and be grateful that you have memories , friends , and family with who you can share these with.
and if all else seems to fail to bring a smile to your face then
I want you to think of just one thought : I LOVE YOU !
be blessed !

lifes trials and choices

when a person tries to be nice and kind , then to another it is a sign of weakness, where they can be put down ,belittled , talked down to ,and controlled.
you try to keep the other happy doing things their way to avoid arguments ,
but some times it becomes annoying and unbearable. especially when you are
criticized in every thing you do , and they think that they have all the answers
even when they don’t know anything about what and how something is being done.
( they assume ) the love that may have been there at the beginning is now
contempt and possibly hate by one or both for each other.
which leads to my philosophies- that everything in life is in Twos.
love, hate , rich, poor .sight,sightless, man, woman.
we have two eyes , two nostrils, two hands, two feet, etc. etc.
also in my philosophy is to never trust anyone because
” friends you don’t have any , acquaintance s many ”
throughout history it has always been the closest one to you
who will put the knife in your back. (e.g.)Caesar and Brutus
Sampson and Delilah are examples , and the list goes on and on.
in most every ones eyes every thing in life is of material things
and we work hard to get them , yet we forget the non material things
such as love, trust, faith , hope, belief, self respect, confidence
then you have the people who have” the gift of gab” who can talk
their way out of any situation ,while there are the rest who
are timid and shy and lack all the things listed above , and become
punching bags for others.
we may not understand why there is war, hunger, poverty, abuse, slavery
and so much more , – but we come to accept it because there is nothing
that we can do individually- but as a group you become like an army
with the power of Voice ” not weapons”.
now if we go back to my original philosophy which goes back to “Two”
the two things that I try to stay away from is-“Religion and Politics”
because they both create every thing I said -war, hunger, poverty, abuse.
GOD gave us TWO most beautiful gifts in the universe.
A BRAIN and the power to LOVE . and with that came the power of Choice.
if you see where you live at is of death and destruction then you move
away from there, even if you have to walk or crawl.
if you find you live surrounded by hate, then you move to search
where there is love. ( it’s all choice )
if you are in a relationship and you see that the flame is getting lower
you add more fuel to rekindle the fire, and if by chance the fire goes out
and cannot be relit- then you must look elsewhere.
the fire is just like love, it warms you inside and out and puts
a smile on your face , and opens the brain to so many possibilities.
‘GOD so loved the world that he gave up his only begotten son ”
and JESUS so loved GOD ad the world that he gave up his life’
this is when it comes back to ‘RELIGION” different religions,
different beliefs. ( choice )
now ! getting away from my own philosophies – I will go back
to the beginning of all of this, and say being kind and nice is a part of love.
LOVE and Lovemaking are separate from each other.
anyone or any form of life can and “do” have lovemaking , but not all
of them have or show love.
with animals it is called “instinct” to protect their young, but for us
it is a combination of Love and instinct to protect our young.
a relationship between a man and woman , man and man , woman and woman
can be the most beautiful thing in this world- if there is love, respect, understanding and devotion to one another.
without those ingredients it can become disastrous and hurtful.

50 shades of gray – a husbands view

The missus bought a Paperback
…at Val Village, Saturday,
I had a look inside her bag;
….T’was “Fifty Shades of Grey”.

Well I just left her to it,
And at ten I went to bed.
An hour later she appeared;
The sight filled me with dread…..

In her left she held a rope;
And in her right a whip!
She threw them down upon the floor,
And then began to strip.

Well fifty years or so ago;
I might have had a peek;
But Mabel hasn’t weathered well;
She’s eighty four next week!!

Watching Mabel bump and grind;
Could not have been much grimmer.
And things then went from bad to worse;
She toppled off her Zimmer!

She struggled back upon her feet;
A couple minutes later;
She put her teeth back in and said
…..I am the dominater !!

Now if you knew our Mabel,
You’d see just why I spluttered,
I’d spent two months in traction
For the last complaint I’d uttered.

She stood there nude and naked
Bent forward just a bit
I went to hold her, sensual like
and stood on her left tit!

Mabel screamed, her teeth shot out;
My god what had I done!?
She moaned and groaned then shouted out:
“Step on the other one”!!

Well readers, I can’t tell no more;
About what occurred that day.
Suffice to say my jet black hair,
Turned fifty shades of Grey.