Saturday, March 29, 2014
Tra la la, little debbie
Friday, November 15, 2013
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Thursday, April 26, 2012
My pants, my pants, my pants are on fire.
Friday, March 16, 2012
It would be really nice if I could get the STN_EVENT_PROTECTED<=
<=LASTN_EVENT_PROTECTED to not appear at the top of my journal every time I look at it.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Tra, freakin' la.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Bunny In My Bed
A rabbit crawled into my bed this morning
told me that his life was boring
running from the farmers wife
and drinking water
picking bugs from his hindquarter
Pacing up and down the garden fence
stacking carrots in his residence
Teasing the dog
talking to moles
jumping over logs
and sniffing marigolds
This he said
made his life a bore
he said it made him feel like he was doing chores
I stared at the bunny
and thought of the words he had spoken
and took a moment to drink
I found it quite funny
its not often you get woken
by a bunny whose asking you to think.
In my most serious tone
trying to sound super tough
Mister Bunny, your tale has shown me that life can be rough
But have no fear, for I have the solution
I can give you a resolution
I will pluck off your fur and hold it in tufts
I will glue it to headphones and make me earmuffs
I will boil some water and cook you for dinner
I will cut you in half and make you look thinner
I will dash you with pepper and all kinds of stuff
I will tenderize you gently so your meats not to tough
I grinned a great grin and inhaled deep
the bunny stared back, not making a peep
I could see that his bunny brain was making a leap
His hide I could tell now he wanted to keep
I grinned an evil grin and he started to run
I said hold on bunny, I'm just making fun
You should enjoy your life
and all the things in it
for nothing could be worse than to end on a turnspit
The bunny, he stopped and turned towards his right
His eyes looked like he had just seen the light
Thanks for the insight he said as he loped cross the floor
I will see my life now as not such a bore
With that he was gone, that white herbivore
I guess that's what you get for not locking the door.
Would you mind if I loved you in this life?
To take on the same air as you might do
To cause you pleasure and lessen your strife
The heady smoke of kindness like surtout
Evenings together and the lightning
Rain pouring down, crisp wind through the net blows
My heart has taken a deep breath on wing
The smile I thought long lost to me now glows
How often i dreamed of feeling wanted
To kiss your lips and tarry longer there
My arms feel hungry now, for them you fed
What once was drab, you see now bayadere
Would you mind if I loved you in this life?
To keep you close to me in my wakerife
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
I'm hella in your Journal... do you know why?
Reply and tell me why you think I am in yours.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
What looks like what is coming
do not fear
no matter how near
these simple sounding words appear
But words is what they are
and happiness wants them spoken
symbolizing something more
not simply just a token
So easy you make it
yet so hard
The words spin round inside my head
channeling my inner bard
You can't take them back
so be careful, you must
words are funny things you see
they can take and give much trust
so use caution with this word my friends
and treat it with utmost care
speak it true and loud from the mountain tops
only when you can swear
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Cold feet cold hand
please wont you tell me where I stand?
In the city
in the street
I'm always haunted
by my cold feet.
but not too bold
Rub two sticks together
start a fire
house burned down
now, nowhere to retire.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
I AM THE FUCKING OUTBREAK MONKEY!
Wiggle your worm and make it funky.
Pound your scotch
and check your watch
It's time for Username
to post something inane.
Hey, that rhymes!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Bitter angry tears of regret
at this one man banquet.
Sampled and tossed made to feel like refuse
I lost my love
I lost my muse
Heartbroken and shoes untied
filled with lies
Promises of things to come
my soul undone.
Life stays the same
I should have been prepared
for these coming stages.
Laying on the bed i wonder
of what I could have done
The loss of love and what comes with it
tears and pain
I guess befit
The man I am and always will know
Monday, May 19, 2008
By Boo ~
Do I trip, or stumble or lose my breath.
Sanctified in my mind this happiness.
Traveling together not end at death.
Hand in hand in a dream feel my caress.
Sun and storms will oft intersperse our life.
To be taken up on an ocean deep.
Beset by waves of emotion and strife.
Yet washed away complete by simple sleep.
Time together with you is time replete.
Turn dark to light in a head of turmoil.
Touched through and fully scored deep and complete.
Permeating core nothing to assoil.
Set adrift and left to grow and flower.
You give me your all, fill me with power.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
God I suck at updating! I still like cheese. I still don't make layouts.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
HELLO LA LA! Been a long time!
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Squeaky Gates and a Picket Fence ~ By Boo
The day ends and with it comes a smile. The smile that comes with the
knowledge that in time the creak of a well worn hinge will greet your
ears followed by the sound of a key sliding smoothly into a lock. The
door opens silently and you place your things down with a rustle and a
jingle of keys. From nearby you notice the sizzle and smells of dinner.
Walking into the kitchen, cats nestle around your ankles happy to have
you home. You lean over and scratch the kitties behind the ears and the
nuzzle you even harder.
A click and clank grabs your attention. It's the sound of the stove
being turned off a lid being put on a hot pot.
You look up and a man in standing in front of you. His face glowing
from the many years of smiling and joy you have brought him. His hand is
outstretched and he beckons for you.
You step forward and he comes to meet you in embrace. You can feel his
heart beating hard against his chest as yours melds with his. It's been
a decade, but you are used to this because it's the same everyday. He
loves you now like the first day your bodies united at one and the
thousands of times in between.
Without a word he turns slowly and pulls you gently along behind him
and to the bedroom. Taking you in his arms again he lays you softly down
on the bed and envelopes you. Your clothes are long since gone, but the
rapture of the moment has you wondering when they came off.
His love for you is strong and you can feel it. It's palpable.
He loves you and you know it.
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