I got puppies
in my house
I got puppies
in my bed
All they do is yack
All day long
Whinge, whine and moan
Bark, bark, bark
Poop and piss all over the place
Oh but they are lovely
Fluffy and adorable
Their thick soft skin
Makes it hard for me
To kick their butts out!
SNIPPET 01
I think you would love it if you met me
I think it would be really grand
I have been standing here
Poised, waiting for this moment
For you to come
And now you have
This is the moment to tell you
How glad I am we met
How we danced and enchanted the moon
The night in ever so deep black
The only thing we could see far and beyond
The glistening lights of the stars
You and I
In the night lost into music
You and I
SNIPPET 02
I’m making tea in the evening lovie
Won’t you please come and join me
We could talk about the hurdles and struggles
How these hustles have taken their toil
Whipping our backs to form
Traces, marks of what success could be
What it could look like
Chapped like our lips in the sun
Licked and clipped it would be
The dreamer would emerge stronger
Perhaps this light might shine brighter
Who knows, who knows?
Who cares?
SNIPPET 03
Words to paper are like scribbles
Written and read and then someday lost
Weaving in and weaving out
Unimportant
Except when to heal then one bothers
I suppose
All of this I do not know
SNIPPETS 04
I love life
I am passionate
That is why I never flinched
when they told me my fate
I guess it’s the reason
why love turned to hate
and put an end to you and I
Cast a judgement
Upon you and I
We chose freedom
On the fork road
Went our separate ways
Decisions had to be made
SNIPPETS
I am making tea at eleven
Thinking of words and poetry
My sore back and what needs to be done
Resting my weary body
Smiling
Being happy
One day
To day
Hello
This is a lil something I did about a month ago. Hope you’ll like it. Enjoy.
I’m so numb I cannot not express it, except perhaps to say , as if transitioning from season to season. It has been eye opening to open up the woman in me, love her , deeply and completely.
See, woman can be a complete and utter mystery even to the self. Between battles of sensuality versus sexuality. Battles between defining beauty, struggles with confidence – honey do i fit well in that dress? Inadequecy , fears of not measuring up. Falling down and grazing those knees. Opening up and loving so deep , so deep. Losing. Emotions.
Woman sometimes battles, not only within however with the without. Always wearing her soldier, commander and captain suit. Dressed in armour, ready for the battle. Even when the home is broken this war must me faught. Even when children are delinquents this war must be won. That is woman, no time for tears in a war filled society. Yet, oh she cries doesn’t she. And she bears it all with such grace.
Woman at times is sultry and wants to eat pear shaped puddings just for the sake of it. Get on those rollerblades and just skate on – whoo hoo baby – yeah that is her, she just passed on that 180 speed, catch her if you can. Woman is elusive like silhoutte, magical like thunder and rain on a summer day. Can you feel her? Put your ear to the ground and hear her, listen to her thunder, her roar, that is woman.
Much like the sand and sea is woman, like the butterflies flutters all that is within. Gentle, breezy, easy, daisy. Fresh , fresh , picnic basket and towel, pies and strawberries easy. Free.
Like the wind , say for not it oxygen and call it terminology for science and other words that reason.
Woman, strong, powerful and majestic. Fragile, illuminated. Woman.
LoyZaR 