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Toil And Trouble

Today’s prompt from The Daily PostWhats The Most Trouble You Have Ever Been In

My response to the prompt can be read on my 40something blog.  I chose to write about an event that almost led to my mom taking me out of the world………..

Here is another of my creative sparks from this prompt:

Double, Double toil and trouble

but that’s not what I want to be.

In our youth, growing up is hard

there’s so much we just don’t see.

So stir, stir your witches brew

and see what the brew might bring.

That evil concoction

inside that cauldron

almost led to my adoption

but my mom she saved me from me : )

February 17, 2011 Posted by | Inside My Head, My Poetry, postaday2011 | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a Comment

Facebook Status Updates

Status updates that I used on Facebook recently that friends liked the most.

 

 

Feel free to use them for your own updates!

  1. I hate it when cops throw you in the back of the squad car like they did not EVEN hear you call shotgun!
  2. I may not be a good example…..  but I make one hell of a great warning!
  3. Roses are red.  Violets are blue.  Friend requests are good.  But who the hell are you?
  4. I’ve changed the lock on my heart.  You can stick the old key up your a$$!  Smile, I’m sure someone loves you.
  5. I love being single because I am always there when I need me!
  6. Most people even under ideal conditions have trouble locating their car keys from their pockets, locating their cell in a purse, or pinning the tail on the donkey– but I would bet that everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 ft away in about 1.7 seconds.  Eyes closed!
  7. Milestone alert:  This is my 100th post from a toilet…… and I would like to thank the fine people at McDonalds for making it all possible.
  8. Do you think maybe God made our buttcracks up and down because if they were sideways when we went down a slide it would sound like bufufufufuflubflubflub……??   Things that make you go hhhhmmmmm!
  9. We use 300 muscles to keep our balance when we stand, the length of a man’s penis is 3x’s the length of his thumb, and the femur is hard as concrete.  A woman has read this entire post already.  A man is still looking at his thumb……. Sorry guys!
  10. The first person to complain about the heat this summer will be bitchsmacked!

I hope you enjoy them!  Let me know if you have any good ones of your own that you want to share!  As we are always looking for the perfect status!

February 16, 2011 Posted by | Facebook, Status Updates, Update Your Status | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a Comment

Poem of a Friend

When I look at you

Do you know what it is I see?

I see a soul thats growing cold.

Trapped by all that goes untold.

I see the man inside the boy

who fears the unknown and all it could destroy.

I see a man and his self doubts.

For him, the past lurks to close about.

He closes his own eyes discovery

which causes his pain and misery.

Choosing to be blind.

He closes his mind.

He numbs his pain.

To keep from going insane.

Losing himself

Inside of himself.

A plethora of love lives inside

an abundance of good he tries to hide.

I hope and pray for him one day

to have all he wishes and wants.

I hope and pray for him one day

his past ceases to haunt.

For he deserves all that is good

from his wife and from this life.

I pray for God to heal his soul,

protect his heart ending his pain and strife.

Please God, I wish you would……..

February 15, 2011 Posted by | Inside My Head, My Poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Why? Because, I love you!

Angry with me,
angry with you,
helpless and confused,
what do I do?
I sent you away,
then realized my love,
how much I miss you
with each passing day.
I’ve tried to be mad.
I’ve tried to forget.
But memories of you
they just won’t quit.
I shouldn’t lie beside you now.
You deserve more
than my life will allow.
When the morning sun does rise,
I will gaze once more into your eyes.
I’ve got to get my own life together
before I can promise another forever.
My God!
How I don’t want to let you go!
It is you that I love so!
Never did I want to cause you pain
or make you feel my love is vain.
I will leave you in the morning
and get my life straight.
I will be back.
I pray not too late.
I will hold out my hand
to my lover, my friend
and pull you to my side
atop this mountain
that we must climb.
Why?
Because, I love you!

–Nicole Griffin Eakin
02/11/2011

February 12, 2011 Posted by | My Poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Just Me

I gaze into a clear, black sky
and ask myself every question, why?
Why will it take so long for you to see,
the nature of the person that lives inside of me?
I’m everything you feared I’m not.
What extent of proof do you want?
I’m everything you hoped to find.
I am the life you always sought.
This is where your dreams become reality surreal;
that, you’ll finally feel all you thought would never feel.
Yet, serenity and perfection in another you are after
and it is I wants to be your smile, your song, your hurt and laughter.
Why will it take you so long to see,
that what you really want is me.

October 1, 2010 Posted by | My Poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Daily Journal: “We Real Cool” by Gwendolyn Brooks

In my English 102 class, we are studying poetry. “We Real Cool” is a one syllable poem written by Gwendolyn Brooks in 1959. Our text suggested to write a prose version of the poem, adding words, phrases, and sentences to expand the poem into a paragraph. Following is my version:

Yes, we real cool. We have a love for pool. We find great gratification in all the admiration. Replacing the halls of school with that of pool, we strike straight for we were always late. That sealed our fate with jazz and gin. We wake up and do it all over again. We make a dollar here and we make a dollar there at the golden shovel and luckier than the number seven. Have we died and gone to heaven? Or maybe we were just fools for now we live on the streets. At the Golden shovel once more, as they close our casket door. This time, that shovel throws the dirt that fills our lonely graves. What a fool to have traded it all for pool. Yes, we real cool.

September 29, 2010 Posted by | Daily Journal | , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Babel Fish: A Letter To You

Out of boredom, I decided to babel fish “A Letter To You.”  I first translated it to French and then from French to Galician.  Here are the results:

The thoughts of my mind it consumes. I can not do anything else. Several scenes of the past. We separated. However, my love for you continues. I tried so hard to make me believe that I do not love you anymore. I tried to make me believe that my love became hate. I tried so hard to forget your face in the face of another. Three years later, I felt alone and wondered if he knew I left. I knew I still loved you? And if one of us tomorrow is not coming and I never got to tell you? I wrote a letter. I said that my love for you has always been as strong as it was at first. I told him I do not have to leave because I wanted another. I told him that I left because I could not bother to see you leave to go home to another. Six long years of broken promises that broke my heart into pieces. I told him that maybe it was not fair that I expected you to start your new life. Maybe this is not what we wanted to do with his age. Well, I think that our daughter deserves to ourselves. After the anger has decreased, and the time to cure my pain, I thought it would be unfair of me to expect that again if I left and that’s ok we talked and talked. You spent the night and put us to sleep with his arms around me. Quiet, I started crying because his arms around me I felt as good as ever. I missed that, even more than I knew. The days that followed felt so good. Then I received a call from a friend told me the tragic news. I was faced with not seeing him ever. I prayed to God to allow more time. I thank God because he made to our God, I am very grateful. All of our problems, which began with anger in the past suddenly seems so small compared to a world without you. We will most often fail to do things right this time. I love you and you love me. Let us make God proud and be a family with the girl that we create. If you do not show our daughter, I’m afraid that will not know what that means both parents together. It’s our time to live and to love and give her what she has not seen – a family. For when I leave this world forever, I know there will never be another. Nobody could ever take your place or never begin to fill their shoes. Why continue to live out the lie, as we know we can live together in love!

Love Always,

I

July 13, 2010 Posted by | Inside My Head | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a Comment

Torn

Torn between

who you are

and what you expect from me.

You’re the one

I will always love

beyond all eternities.

Yet, here I sit

where long ago,

I said I still would not be.

Your still there

living your lie

and I know you will never be free.

Sitting in limbo.

I know I’m a fool

for there will never be a you and a me.

I try to move on

yet never beyond

what is

and shall never be.

July 11, 2010 Posted by | My Poetry | , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

A Letter To You

Thoughts of you consume my mind.  I can’t seem to do anything else.  Different scenes from days gone by.  We parted.  Yet, my love for you still lasts.  I have tried so hard to make myself believe that I did not love you anymore.  I tried to make myself believe that my love had turned to hate.  I tried so hard to forget your face in the faces of another.  Three years later, I sat alone and wondered if you knew I left.  Did you know that I still loved you?  What if for one of us tomorrow did not come and I never got to tell you?  I wrote you a letter.  I told you that my love for you was still as strong as it was in the beginning.  I told you I did not leave you because I wanted another.  I told you that I left you because I could no longer take the pain of watching you leave to go home to another.  Six long years of broken promises that shattered my heart to pieces.  I told you that maybe it was not fair that I expected you to begin your life anew.  Maybe that was not what you wanted to do at your age.    Though, I thought myself and our daughter deserved to have you to ourselves.  After the anger subsided and time healed my pain, I thought it unfair of me to expect you to begin again so I walked away and it’s o.k.  We talked and talked.  You spent the night and as we laid down to sleep with your arms around me.  Silently, I began to cry because your arms around me felt as good as it always did.  I had missed that even more than I knew.  The days that followed felt so good.  Then, I received that phone call from a friend telling me that tragic news.  I was faced with never seeing you ever again.  I prayed for God to allow more time.  I thank God because he did and to our God I am so grateful.  All our problems that angered me in the past suddenly seemed so petty as compared to a world with out you.  Let us make the most of time we have left to get it right this time.  I love you and you love me.  Let us make God proud and be a family with the daughter we created.  If we do not show our daughter, I’m afraid she will never know what it is like to have her mother and father together.  It is our time to live and to love and to give her what she has not seen – a family.  For when you leave this world for good, I know there will never be another.  No one could ever take your place or ever begin to fill your shoes.  Why must we continue to live a lie apart when we know we could be living in love together!

Love Always,

Me

July 10, 2010 Posted by | Inside My Head | , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a Comment

Status Updates

  • I feel sorry for people who do not drink.  When they get up in the morning that is the best they are going to feel all day!
  • Don’t read everything you believe!
  • I may never be on schedule but I am always on time!
  • I’m bringing sexy back!  All the way back to the store because this dress is way too little………
  • I’ve been thinking about exercising but so far all I’ve done is thinking about it!
  • My front door mat says:  Come back with a warrant.
  • I did not call you crazy all I said was that you looked like you owned 400 cats!
  • I am under paid, pressure, rated, followed, the gun, the weather, the radar, the influence, and the wrong impression.  WTF?????
  • No, I wasn’t born in a barn but you know who was?  Jesus.
  • Ugly is such an ugly word.  If you are going to describe me I prefer you to use “handsomely challenged.”
  • It’s hotter than 2 mice f*&^&*(( in a wool sock!!!
  • I just got lost in thought.  It was unfamiliar territory!
  • I wonder how many hot dogs kobayashi sucked down in jail last night?
  • If kids can have an ice cream truck, why can’t adults have a margarita truck?

July 5, 2010 Posted by | Update Your Status | , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a Comment

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