Talks In The Kitchen........a Wordfix@56 Write #12

Hold on, my mind just walked past me naked
It's got something it wants me to know


If love begins with me,
I don't mind
It only proves I listened
to all those long talks in the kitchen
when my mother warned me
about walking through the darkness
with my hands tucked hopelessly
in my pockets






jak(12/28/11)

Talks In The Kitchen..(Extended Version)

I don't know why the magic of the language of love
is so hard to stop using

Hold on, my mind just walked past me naked
......
It's got something it wants me to know
[I love these moments]


" Protect her, love her, kiss her, hold her, smile with her, laugh with her.
But don't make her fall, if you don't plan on catching her.... "


You know what
....
sometimes it's better to put love into action
than to put it into words.

" That's what I say
The one time I wanted to not be dreaming,
I reached out into thin air for love,
reminding my emotions that it did exist,
and I got this strange impulse
to stop looking for it
So, I started to think about increments of time already spent
thinking....where I would find it,
thinking...maybe more than I should
Thinking what are you doing,
thinking where you are
or....
did you just think of me? "

I know...you were trying to be the conformist,
the one who conjures beauty up instantly,
and makes things happen
numberless times
You had loves design venerable...or so you thought
but you ended up wanting more,
right..?


(Thinking to myself)
" I really don't mind
that I keep starting over from scratch
because my mate has to be personally perfectly made
and conditioned
with added layers of feeling
and protective fibers
I keep believing I'm carving the path
right to my heart
but I know
it's God clearing a way for me
to be ready for it.
Every roadblock put in my way
will be moved by wondrous strength
and every detour to me will be well worth the wait
because the worth that lies within
when one is getting more than one puts in
is worth much more
than gazing upon simple goodness"



Laughter will be a refuge for me,
a guiltless indulgence,
that I paint along the seams
of my outstretched dreams
as my time is extended in my search

If love begins with me,
I don't mind
It only proves I listened
to all those talks in the kitchen
when my mother warned me
about walking through the darkness
with my hands tucked hopelessly in my pockets
She said I should have them up
clasped in prayer
and victoriously outstretched
believing  the one who takes it
is the right one for me,
hoping I'm a refuge of for them,
instead of an escape,
and then knowing...that what we need
are unlimited avenues
beyond curiosity
that lead us into intimate trust
and the realization that 'us' can be
an incursion into a refreshed heart
with no rough
or insurmountable edges

Yeaaaaah...I feel you


Can you see me smiling now
amid my own thoughts
and my swelling pulses
translating positive feelings
into bouquets of beautiful roses
and...squinting
from the Sun rays
bouncing off unspoken sacred wishes
that I live for

each day

jak(12/28/11)

Mountains To Cross........A CRC Write #62

*also a SP Write







Look for me...look for me

Come...fly with me
over this mountain.....
into my requiem of a dream
streaming....right over into our destiny
Through faith, I give all our problems
an expiration date...
My present to the rarity of weather like this
is to remember....to simply recall
the Great Mentors promise
that the rest of our story.... is only in stall

It is with tenderness and surrender
I oblige to playing my part
in the seduction of the symphony of The Great Wind
shimmying around what is abound
as the scenes are cut in part
Next, with me...vying for your heart


Advance....to us roaming mountain tip after mountain tip
twisting about black clouds of restlessness
tired...so tired......but can't stop going,
frolicking...as birds of a feather
following in proliferated devotion
as the wind kisses the weather with options
of dancing on in the dark,
of not returning to start,
of succumbing to the narrow trail of light
....promoted and diffidently devoted
to loving what we can't see,
and treasuring whats good for our hesitant hearts
to beseech

Feeling feather touches of fluttering emotions
causing caustic commotion inside....?
Me too...as I reverence the right routes of pulling away
as I take to the skies on such grey, lonely days
making self play.....through cascading plights of flight
in aided pursuit of the true form of reflection
wherein the elements of what is eternal,
what is good...what is true
will surely set us free

Improvement, maybe..
a new chance..for a new day
with lazy afternoons filled with the soft elegance
bowing for repeated emotional curtain calls
for...more....more...more
killing the loneliness we both know
and needing to be applauding the essence of today,
though clouded in conceptual contrasts in conclusions
where the illusionary message
is really a colorless trail
...

It's a good day for a rainbow,
I want you to know...
embroidered in perfect harmony
with our destiny,
and
....
even though we still have many mountains to climb



" It's moving on
...
and we are moving on"











jak(12/26/11)

Finish The Thought.......December 26, 2011

1.   When I look into the Sun, I see........?

2.   The person you have unrequited feelings for shows up at your house, unannounced....what do you do?

3.   How do you feel today, emotionally?

4.   Anything you have to say to the first person on your friends list? The fifth?  The last?

5.    Which Christmas song followed you through the holidays?

6.   How important is hugging people, to you  today?

7.   What are you looking for in 2012 that hasn't happened in your life so far?

8.   What are you wearing right now?

9.   If you could pick any 4 people....which 4 people would you like to have dinner with on your friends list?

10.  Is there a question you would like to ask me?  If so..what?  

11.  If you had to give one of your gifts away, as an act of generosity, which one would it be, and who would you give it to?

12.  Recall the last time you got angry, and explain why in 20 words or less.

13.  Where is the weirdest place you have a mole?

14.  What was the last thing you got blamed for, and you took it even though you weren't at fault?

15.  Name something you do when you're alone that you wouldn't do in front of others?

Cuddling......a FIAF Write #68

Cuddling...
simmering,
exchanging kisses
getting so passionate
The more we kiss....
the more we want to
Wrapping arms,
 tongues
around brand new feelings
Discovering the uniqueness
of living out fantasies ...
then have them bared
on the plateau
of  whim...

 It's time to put up,
or shut up
Your body knows better than you
what it wants

SunRISING.........a FIAF #67

the wish unexpected,
burning within...thins in time
when error becomes an apathetic student
Spring berries cease growing
knowing what's left
when we scream our dreams to the peak of silence
 and don’t tell  them to the world  

Believe your desires
Watch......as segments of yesterday
pass away
and the Sun-rising ushers
a new day

Collage Me This.........A CRC Write #60

Append the lady in this giving thanks collage
Her Kasa...the Kasa....gift of the Savior...
in His name...worthy of exaltation

Come right in.....let the magic begin
One grateful heart you will see.
Angels running free,
giving thanks with a graceful heart
yuletide sparkle,
peace in her aura
celebrating the Son's birth

Collage me putting a bow on the season
as she saunters through the forest of shadows,
once dark as night....now merry and bright for a change,
feeling the endowments of life,
feeling congenial,
matriculating in pieces
looking closely
at what is beautiful
....
agape love
Joy,
family,
angels around me,
and many mistletoe wishes
waiting to come true
as I look forward to January  coming in
....
with strength, love, clarity
Watching daily....as Winter blessings
create deviations in storage,
forcing me to get a hold on myself,
by looking through wise men eyes to the future,
and not what I see.
Walking through life given....
and what to life I give..content
 with fizzy blue shades,  
lavender leggies,
green giant plans
fanned by angels running around me...funning around me
freeing me.....to see me finally living happily
and not so serious
 
Isn't this what happy holidays are all about?
 
Collage my thinking it not strange
how enchantment
at finding the source of peace
among twisted truths,
for all of us,
is undeniable,
Time is like the wind
caught in doves wings...
commissioned to never give up,
Pain is now as blue water drops
in red eyes
healing
from the soul garden

Collage me this
as subsistence emits
my first Christmas in a long time
filled with panoramic streaks of hope
looking back at the Giver

 who helps me cope








jak(12/16/11)

 

Catch Me If You Can

I wanna go back there
I don't care what I got to lose
Insecurity has taken it's toll
Time has tickled me enough
Being old is a big menace just as much as it is a blessing
I could title it 'believing in fairy tales'
but who'd believe me..
except me

I didn't want this war....

I keep finding myself in other dreams
doing other things
gazing at white lonely flowers falling
off the side of a Seaside Hill
landing softly
on faded grass

Soft beauty ...
that's what I miss.
Playing in the streets..unattended,
loving so hard I never wanted to look back,
and.... the last one to crack
When did I lose my childhood ?
Where did my chronic serendipity go ?
When did Winter roses start to die
instead of live...?

find me The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

What's so funny is these eevie jeevies
love still gives me...
Yeah, guilty as charged
tryna get home/back home
knowing that we who change too late
miss the jokes....you know
No more clicking the heels,
no more brick road thrills....
just a busted window pain/pane

Now each day I find myself
hugging myself
because I just don't want to let go
I'm taking my boot to my own head
because.....I'm still feeling time and place
squeezing my muscles
....so I won't forget....

It's the only excitement I look for


I'm still a free free spirit....a phoenix outlaw
and I say to my dreams
....

catch me if you can









jak(12/13/11)

Back There.........A Word Fix @56 write #9

I wanna go back there
I don't care what I got to lose
Insecurity has taken it's toll
Time has tickled me enough
Being old is a big menace just as much as it is a blessing
I could title it 'believing in fairy tales'
but who'd believe me..
except me

I didn't want this war....








jak (12/12/11)

He Loves Me....A CRC Write # 59

.. God is crazy about me. 
He sends fresh flowers every spring for me to romp in,
a breathtaking sunrise every morning. 
If God had a wallet, my picture would be in it.
If He had a refrigerator, my childhood scribbles would be on it. 

When I am wrong, He is delighted to forgive. 
When I am lost, He leads me home.
I have lived my life doing what most wouldn't do,
And pushed the consequences out of my mind;
Now I must go by His guiding, loving hand
I'm having fun....making sure that my life is taken gently.
I shall live knowing with the last breath I draw,
that my fate is always safest in His hand.


"It took a long time to get to this place
And now that I'm here no one can ever erase
The joy that I feel way down deep beside
The love that I have for me will never, never die

I can see in color the first sign of spring
The rose buds are blooming
I got a new song, new song to sing"


.

You're There........Word Fix@56 #8

(When I see you
my emotions stretch
into patterns
of fine threads of beautiful sunsets
...
what beautiful design

Scratching my head,
unintentionally,
looking over coincidence
and emotive predestination,
 realizing....I didn't stumble upon you
It wasn't accidental
....
it was destiny
and I'm grateful

No matter where I go...
you're there

Now.......how do I tell you?....)






jak(12/6/11)

Enjoy Change........A Kae's FIAF Write #56

A rare shot of fate
taking a stroll
Future worlds apart
as presence rapidly unfolds
....the real story unfolds

Headphones on...
listening to Decembers song
checking out decorations
as umbrellas....raindrops....and life
are seasonally hung

Water falling serendipitously
like Q-tips bouncing on air

Enjoy change!

Savor the adventure....
enjoy the taste
of another season






jakuper (12/6/11)

Vivid Visions.......A CRC Write #58

You're late, my love
You got me on a wait, my love
a delay that refuses to go away, my love
I wait patiently impatient, my love
for you to join me at my side, my love

With my eyes slightly closed, my love
I allow myself to dream of you posed, my love
You know I've seen you, my love
Vivid visions of your frame, my love
scape the linings of my brain, my love
I will never be the same, my love
since I know that you exist, my love
there is no shame, my love

I am filled with wanting what cannot be, my love
Your presence is wrapped up in me, my love
tied to everything I do, my love
I can't stop thinking of you, my love
You are the dream I court daily, my love

Wait...wait....look at that, my love
You got me thinking like a cat, my love
in the mirror, out the mirror
meowing to be fed
tucked in tight
taking to your lap for my bed

Hickory dickory dock
I been stopped watching the clock
Love me not in one shadow....but two
Realize, my love, what is true....
you make all my fantasies
and all my dreams

come true







jakuper (11/28/11)

I Forgive You.......A Word Fix@56 Write

Red: I don't remember what I was mad about.....whatever it was, I forgive you.

 Blue: Me and my lousy jokes.  Just telling them made me giggle even before you got it.  And your silly laughing....

Red: I'm sorry.....

Blue: Well, what do you know?  You took your friendship back without even discussing it with me.

Minus Refrain...........A Kae's FIAF Write #64

"Love travels faster than the speed of light!  
When you love and think of someone,
you are there with them no matter where they are"






feeling foreign to light
sinking me into it
 the roof minus ceiling
the mind....running
from north to south
east to west
esteeming  fastidiously
minus refrain
minus rest

I Am A Promise.................A CRC Write #57

"I am not a possibility....I am a promise...."






“He will reply, ‘I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.’   Matthew 25:45




"Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolution”

No one is born hungry.
We are born from an umbilical cord filled with food and love
and safety
We are born with the ability to create happiness
to make others lives worth living.

Make someone less fortunate believe in Thanksgiving...

again






jakuper (11/21/11)

Of Black and White.........A Words@56 Write #6

breathing in...out
memories,
thoughts
of black and white...
au courant emotions,
splashed on old sapless wood
kindling it's thirst,
like paint,
carrying the capacity
to modify
for better
or worse
Everything we do
......
whether we bring life back to it
or let it die
....
tells us
what's seen
through the third eye
beholds
life's real beauty








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jakuper (11/20/11)

Light of Day.....A Roggys MIC #38

Days are getting shorter, it seems. Fall is in full affect. I don't think we really had a proper Summer. Temperatures climbed a little during late July, but for the most part, I was able to sleep most nights with the windows open.  When the days were too hot, I had the air on, and a fan circulating the cool air.  I looked forward to rest time.

Tonight was not any different than any other day.  Let's just say every Friday evening, he came to see me before going home.  We got to meet maybe once, or twice during the week, when he didn't have a heavy workload.  Those times we snuggled away in a hotel near his place.   After we spent time together, he always left first, and I had the room for the rest of the night.  It tore at me every time we were so close, and so loving, then I had to let go, and watch him walk out the door.  Through my tears, I always said, " I'm never going to have him.  This is as much as we can have. Back and forth...back and forth...love him and leave....love him...and go back to being alone.  How is it so easy for him to walk away, and live a life he says he doesn't want, but stays there for convenience sake..."  I hate that.

I always reckon it to being in love...for better, or for worse.  That seems to be the flavor of the day.  Anyway, today is Friday.   It's my baby's birthday.    I call him baby because he insists on it.   I guess he doesn't want me calling out his name in nobody else's ear.  I never know what time he will arrive, so anytime after 6, I expect him.   I cook his special meal, and am prepared to spend whatever time we have, doing whatever he likes.

I set the table, check and make sure the wine is chilled, the table set, and the candles are burning.   I took the time to pick out her a birthday present, even though I know he don't like gifts.  He always said my love was the most precious gift I could give him.   His insistence made me believe it.   Still, I would give him little things that were unnoticeable, things like music, or books.  This time, I got him a chrystal elephant paperweight at the Hallmark store when I bought cards for my niece's birthday.  I spotted it in my peripheral vision...and something called me over to it.  I looked up at it, and fell in love with it.  I thought about what elephants symbolize...never forgetting.  I got it, thinking it would be the perfect gift.

A knock on the door.   My heart started beating fast, and I knew it was him.  I always got nervous when he came around me.  Count it to the heart, I guess.  I opened the door, we embraced, and I got a weak kiss.  Hmmmm

"What's wrong, Baby?  Are you okay?  Did something happen?   Baby..."

'I'm okay.  Just not feeling this birthday party they throwing for me tonight.  My wife's people got plans for the whole weekend.  I just want to chill at home.  Can I come hide out with you the weekend?'

"Now Baby, you know you can.  I can have someone keep my car, and we can be alone, here, the whole weekend.   I don't have to answer the phone.  Would you really do that for me, baby?  And whoever dropped you off, just let them know you don't want to be sen, or found"

' Sounds great, I wish I could.  I would like to spend more than a day with you.  You're so good for me.   What's that smell?   You cooked my favorite, didn't you?   Mmmmmmm. You're so good to me.  What would I ever do without you?'

"Well, you don't ever have to know."

We kissed again, deeper this time, like the man I knew, kissing me when he was missing me. Things began to get heated, and I knew where it led to.  I had already begun to take his shirt off....when the doorbell rang again.  

"Who the hell was that?"

I broke away from that steamy kiss to go to the door, and see.

 

'It's Stephanie, your wife, dammit!'
"What?? '
"How in the hell did she find you here", I asked him
'Hell if I know.   Damn.   She supposed to be home waiting for the guests.  I told her I was going to the liquor store.   She musta followed me from the liquor store here.'


' I know you're in there, B***h.   You gonna have to come out sooner or later.  You might as well let me in so I can meet your b***h on the side.   You old dirty bastard.   And, on your birthday, too. What....you afraid to open the door, P***y?'

That was my cue, because I was no more afraid of her, than I was of losing him.   So I opened the door.   I know things looked shabby, with the candles, music, and a romantic setting, but I made no excuses.  He chose to be here with me, I didn't hold him at gunpoint.

"Clarence is here.  I am the other woman.  Yes, I'm the b***h on the side.  We can talk this out, or solve it any way you want to.  Your hubby is coming to the door.
Well, Happy Birthday, Baby, I guess she came to escort you to your birthday party.  No worries, baby, she is all yours.   You weren't gonna be here long enough to do anything but get me wet, anyway.   Yes, I played the game. Later, when you leave, I got a real date.

You just warmed me up for my real lover.  I figured I kept your lies going, and helped you out too long to end up empty handed.  Your best friend, Lee...yeah.   That's my real Baby.   He knew it was only a matter of time til your sh** hit the fan, and he wanted to be there for me when the deal went down.   Matter of fact...he predicted this, because you see, it has happened before.  Baby. I waited for you.   I knew you were never leaving...all the way.   Lee said that's your M.O.   See, you don't trust your woman, but you won't let her go, either. You holding on for the benefits.   You always brag that you had a good marriage, but you the one that made it ragged.  Stepping out...stepping in.  Thinking you got it going on.  Yeah, you doing your thang, but you gonna pay, too. 

What's done in the dark, in the night, will always come to the light of day.......










jakuper (11/18/11)

In Ocean's Flight..........A Roggy's CRC Write #56

Do not hasten in your spirit to be angry, for anger rests in the bosom of fools -Ecclesiastes 7:9

In ocean's flight...is it right

that as I nurse the underside of a headache
there's no mistake...

"I have forced myself to contradict myself in order to avoid conforming to my own taste."

Love...is not like Maxwell House
It is not good to the last drop
Might as well join me...take a sip..
better yet--take a trip
with me
as my mental hangs in the 'think it not strange range'
where the most potent TKO has set stage,
with me.....bobbing......and weaving,
giving but not receiving....
while cleaving.....to pieces left..
left on the side of the road...for theft,
right where it punctures the gut,
left to catch up with the turtle in a rabbits race,
right against the tree of absolute ignorance,
left....to wonder...was it for real
right or wrong
Am I strong
or not..?
Love is no more than a door
a trap jaw..slapped shut
broken open
by a small token
.....forgiveness......
that leads it back out
into the ocean of pure waters
so I can get some more
 sweet sleep







jakuper (11/14/11)

Common Ground......a Kae's FIAF #62

It's about love, lovey
not jealousy
She's gone now...we don't have to sneak anymore
The kids already know

Raise your soul to the wind..
let's get going
At some point
we'll all be able to find common ground
to communicate, opinion-ate, and cohabit
........
be happy
because we can

We've got now
.....
to live






jakuper (11/14/11)

Weathering Change.....A Word Fix@56 Write #5

Dedicated to "Oma Busha"
















"The sun has come
The mists have gone
We see in the distance our long way home"

Paint your own future
Become a gentle, fertile artist with self,
feel a second steal amidst long stronger strokes
that tenderness and patience evoke
in commissioning mini-paintings
of weathering change
where the 'survivor' recreates new lease
to the game








jakuper (11/13/11)



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Emotional Spasms.........A Roggy's MIC #37

.
 Epilogue of a stolen heart.....

House party...perfect place to quench your thirst for vanquishment
for everyone who attended....
thank you  
thank you  
thank you
(sniff)

here remains....hands...(sniff) broken
soaking wine glasses
clean sweeping my best roast dish
the ending
...
(sniff) not my wish
[m]asses toasting to the next clever grown-up mess
Trust is...one of the first ones to arrive..(sniff) dressed in green
Dolled up...smiling at everyone......making friends very quickly
too easily
It knows it's way around

Sin and a shame
(sniff)
Sin and a shame
(sniff) shame on me

 red roses painting over the dinner table (sniff)
How did I know they were about to turn
dream drop distance blue
(sniff)

words you said on our wedding
you say to her (sniff) before you were even out the door
now look at the wedding present I get
eyes crying...onion-cutting wet (sniff)
no sense
no sense
no sense
(sniff)
Believing you when you said...(sniff) until death do us part
Now that cute.....b.b.b .witch she got you
Just...disregard what  we made
shove the knife...(sniff)
right through...(sniff)
my heart


Just go on...(sniff) you bastard
roll 'er up and take 'er home
She can never be me
(sniff)
looking like something right out of Gotham
I hate you for dong this to me

(sniff)
Don't mind this small waterfall
got a little
running down my nose
[catch it..you used to say] (sniff)
Just be ready for the cataclysm
before it's really all over

times like this
(sniff)
times like this
Through sad windows on blue nights
Karma promises...(sniff) it never lasts
because it was done
in the night
 

I used to think (sniff) you belonged with me
All it took was unforeseen problems,
an unfitting crown of...of drunken thoughts
and my silence....
because I know
I know when you're distant
you creating a fog
Ain't nothing like that icy feeling
when you come in..and bring her with you
just rubs me bare
and ....I can't speak...(sniff)
Your only words...
"Why won't you look at me?"
...but you know....and you don't care if I cry
(sniff) (sniff) (sniff)
you'd much rather (sniff) give me
a geometrical hernia
(sniff) a overflow of emotional spasms
because
you
can't
be
honest
with
me
(sniff)

Damn you

My eyes are open now...wide open
My heart demands more (sniff)
It's already divorced

If my voice could reach back through the past...
and call up every instance when I shouldn't have trusted your ass
I'd say you owe me big time
and oh yeah
you
you gonna pay









jakuper (11/9/11)

Luna Love......a Roggy's MIC #36

I wish I may,
I wish I might
have this wish I wish
tonight

bricks stacked like suitors
...
pushing
"The moon,
like a flower in heaven's high bower,
with silent delight
sits
and smiles on the night."

.....
casting pukka reflections of predilection,
grant me this one sagacious wish to cavort this incarnadine maiden,
whose reputation and dress... are pressed in white

"These are the nights when the wolves are silent;
and only the moon howls."


Oh magical and mystical moon,
encased in a river flowing of liquid silver,
prepare me now....and deliver me now
magically....onto the backside of noon

 

Fingers wading wistfully, tingling with healing
and feeling; preparing for flight, would-est thou carry me safely
through the night
Entrusting am I to silver's softened glowing streams...
escort me now, awakened, awaiting
as I enter into my dream

Eyes wide opened and curtain of time removed,
traveling adjacently arriving soon
through un-reckoned destinies yet to bloom

Why...because she wouldn't come to me,
.......so I brought me to her.

As seconds past midnight ushers another day
I would that tonight, she'd let me stay
Upon finding her...fast asleep I whispered a wish
that she was just napping and waiting for me.

Feeling so divine ...she...was now all mine
Finally.... heart to heart....My own talisman....My 'ob jet de art'


Luna finds me sliding down beams of daydreams
destinies met...silvery wet....how much better can this get
In no time I was inside the room.
Loins filled with anticipation....spilled..and refilled...seconds too soon
Just thinking about how she tasted, how once becoming close
and then separated drove me insane...and now...now...
I was close enough to whisper her name

I've no time now to waste...for before long...it will be day
Embracing her felt like when love enters me
once inside...sliding slowly....all of me...wholly...totally
gripping hips as bodies pop and lock....interjecting me into her
picking up the pace, not like a cozy stroll, but a race
to the first finish line,
also knowing mothered be many more by first sunshine
Lifting her body over me...as baby-making hips dip to cover me
my passion rationed asking hers
to take all of me...in...again and again

Hands hugging curves making traces....kissing places
I never knew I had the nerve
Skin glistening, whining, grinding
gladly doing anything to listen to her body sing

Morning quickly comes...and awakening to a turbid moon closing
sleepy and slippery spent...yet so happy with the way everything went....
the weight of legs across each other
thighs divided...separated by one another....opening my eyes to you



I can't believe my dream came true











jakuper (11/8/11)R

"Quench your thirst for life"........a CRC Write #55

Tomorrow is my birthday
I didn't think I would see it
 To tell the truth....I didn't want to see it.
But God has other plans for me to live

Yes, I'm old...I'm alone
and I'm a senior citizen
 but I'm so grateful for Him in my life
I'm thankful for the sunshine, the oceans, the beaches, the flowers,
candles, family, friends, giving, gratitude,
helping others without expecting anything in return,
sharing knowledge, a heart that forgives,
reading, music
and I could go on and on

Most of the people you will ever meet
are in need of sympathy in some part of their life.

Give it to them,
and they will love you for it
Codependency will make you feel obligated to heal their pain.
We determine who and how we will be used.
Maybe "compassion" is a better word in this context-
choosing to have compassion for someone
'just because'
Just because seems to come from a more empowered space....
a space that is more beautiful
than beautiful is..to the eye


Waking up to each day
to "random beauty"
........
babies,
families,
friends,
loved ones,
enemies,
ugly people,
pretty folks,
animals,
mean people,
nasty folks,
barely living,
barely breathing,
and so-so health
(but we still here)
and right where we belong

Sometimes beauty is the big cover-up
It strips us of gratitude
and kindness
and
and clear thoughts

We know what we need to be doing
what we can do
and don't do
we just wait around for another day
........
A day....that's not promised


But starting today

"Quench your thirst for life"


return some of that unequivocal love












jakuper (11/7/11)

Crossroads of Time....a Word Fix@56 #4 Write

Time brags a vexation over us
that's merely a bend
We've reached crossroads that so many times before said
this is the end

 Now....instead of being happy for our freedom
and accepting our wish for our well
you openly cite your displeasure

So now, time, you take your diadem over us

and go to Hell







jakuper (11/7/11)

Going........a Kae's FIAF #61

Missing you leaves blisters......

jumping trains
knowing when to let go....
for the sake of growth

asking self....with everything over-stood

"where am I going?"

.....your absence......leaving holes

 traveling through life,
will...strong and long
 killing my life.....
singing everybody else's song
 
Going....
in the direction of my choices,
whether right
...
.........or wrong







jakuper(11/7/11)

 

Finish The Thought.......November 3, 2011

1. The song playing in my head today is.......

2. My favorite 3 word phrase is....

3. It's so funny that people......

4. My favorite quote for today is.....

5. Everybody loves you when you're....

6. This past weekend was....

7. I relax best by....

8. I appreciate people who...

9. I will never understand people who...

10. I like it best when my friends are....

11. I am more ...... than most people

12. The 3 things I definitely believe in are......

13. I make no excuses for being.......

14. I believe people should be.....

15. I am working on being more......

16. ......is more important than money, to me.

17. Favorite word after sex is....

18. Word I'm trying to do without saying is.......

19. Characteristic I need to display more is.....

20. I think best when I'm in.......

21. The best thing that happened to me this year was....

22. The worst thing that happened to me this year was....

23. In the new year, I would like to......

24.  Do a shout out to a favorite happening in your life right now.........

Precious Stones

"The Wise Woman's Stone"

A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him. She did so without hesitation. The traveler left, rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime. But a few days later he came back to return the stone to the wise woman.

"I've been thinking," he said, "I know how valuable the stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious. Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me the stone.

"

Nature's Presence..........a CRC Challenge #54

Birds flying high
...
pretty blue sky
Natures presents/presence
so beautiful to the eye


Look...here comes the Sun
A new day has begun


It's alright as morning joins
...
ascending outwards
upwards

backwards
as my mental recollects tendrils of memories

of when there was an insurgency of we
....
an importunate action,
a compression of thinking,
open resistance,
fists raised
....
wanna...gonna...fight, fight, fight
for what we feel is right

It's alright if I still feel vibes enshrouding me,
visions of fingers decorating awaiting skin..
seeing we
...you and me...
loving
again and again
turning thinking from out....to within
Intimate intentions covering you,
enticed bodies barely breathing, yet so alive
when we touch
It's alright...but never too much
if you touch me...with tenderness,
touch me with love,
touch me with.....sigh
touch me with honor
take my will to heights unbeknown to me
and blessed from the One above
Baptize me....in sanctified love,
fill me with your spirit...completely
Breathe into me bonded adoration
and trusted faithfulness
Make me know
that what exists has always been
few words we speak because.....none needed
We just catch up
emotionally

It only takes one look from behind quiet eyes
to define the contents of your mind,
and to decide why we try to hide
from feelings our bodies undeviating-ly provide
So thick is the air between us
when we meet
that it only takes a cough to bring us back
to reality
It's alright though
It's like willing the moment to occur
amid seconds and minutes we waited within
 for this destiny to begin

As time drags old emotions back
I have to ask
....
as the flicker turns to a flame...
were they really old timbers
of feelings hidden deep
or some potential quantum leap

that we now call by name








jakuper (10/31/11)

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Infinitely......a Wordfix@

"So what's wrong with you, now.  Why bring me out here?"



























 Because.......I need to tell you
I love you
.......freely........
and

...............infinitely


I see wonder...in everything about you

Estrangement has taken it's toll on me



Since love is the issue 'we' can't talk about

I decided...




we should say our goodbyes


right here....







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You Lying.....A Kae's FIAF #50

You know.....a few drinks ago...
if you told me that a voice, from across country,
could infiltrate my mind with erotic thoughts and sexy images,
and plant the seed of passion soooo deep, mentally,
that it wett my imagination,
pe-ne-tra-ting my being 
to the point I thought he was here.....
I'd say

you lyyyying!









jakuper (10/29/11)

Silhouettes..........A Roggys MIC #35

You know something, you didn't fail me....

I failed you

I couldn't hug you enough,
love you enough,
be with you enough,
and show you the real stuff,
enough to make you stay.
Maybe I didn't show you enough real love
inside all I tried to convey.
Maybe I spent too much time trying to be an oracle
and drying your tears away.
I shoulda realized you just needed a friend
to listen to how you spent your day

Maybe...just maybe
I didn't show you that I came not to visit
but....to stay

My un-modern mind is in complete disarray
As rainbows are promised to burst out after a storm
 trapping all the colors of life
in silhouettes of implied loveliness.....
they remind me of me
in a more apocalyptic solitude,
always trying to save the world....and forgetting
that the importance of being made to feel beautiful
lies inside

as well as outside










jakuper (10/27/11)

Another Double..........CRC challenge #53

"Welcome Benton"

'Hmmmm, Hello.  (looking up at the ceiling, squinting his eyes, and looking around the place) I think I'm gonna like it here. '

"Good to see you again.  Welcome to our neck of the woods."  

'Hey, what's up with you these days?' he asked, as he rounded the corner to his room.  I wondered what kind of suspense awaited him in his new position as Detective.  It seems Captain Logan pretty much guaranteed he would find this area very interesting, to say the least.

　

Opening the door to his office, the desk was the first thing that caught his eye.  'Much smaller than my last one' he muttered.   He dropped his attache case on it, and went around to sit down.   

*................................I sure did wanna pull the seat from under him...but not yet..................................

His fingers first tapped the phone, then he picked it up to dial a number....but put it back down. 'She can get all the details later on when we go out to dinner; I need to get started' he said to me, as he looked up at me over the top of his glasses.  

"I'll leave you to your work.   If there's anything you need, just ring me.  Oh, the Captain said to remind you of the meeting with him for lunch."

 'Oh yes, I get to take a statement from a suspect they picked up last night in gas station holdup & murder right at the county line.  Well then, I guess my day is started.  I will be there, thanks.' he replied.

　

*......................................Lunchtime already.  Seems like the crooks are getting smarter and smarted these days.  Not knowing that you are too, and you will eventually we will get them..............................


'WHO SAID THAT??????  Who's there?  Logan, is that you?  Logan!  Logan!!'  Hurriedly, he put his papers on his desk, and grabbed his keys.  Out the door he shuffled.  lol


*....................................................now by now you might need to know...I am Henry, born in 1903, in Glenwood Springs.  My girl and I came here one weekend after meeting at an all day ski trip in Aspen.  We spent the night in the same room Detective Benton is in, and let me say, he is in for the time of his life.  I promise you.   Let's just say my girl and I will see to it that he never forgets us, and
...and...and we we just love company.  lol lol lol...................ok where was I....and..and I always wanted to be a reporter, so I will be telling this story...thaaank youuuu.........................


 Out to get a bite to eat he went, when a couple of other dudes, detectives I'd say... asked where  they were going to eat.  He said just down the street to the sports bar.  They joined him

*...............................the more, the merrier, I says, as I follows them..........................................

Once inside, they gets seats at the bar.   Ordered beers, and grabbed the basket of peanuts. The place was crazy busy, as they looked around for menus & a waitress.  

*...................................................The TV was right over my head, with the midday news blasting.  It was my time to start the party.  Let's see....all I gots to do is create a murder that is very unsettling to neighbors on the West side.  I nods my head and the channel turns without notice.  I turns the volume up reeeal loud.   I was sure when they heard about that.....we's getting it in gear.  (My mind run all the way back to when me and Carlie had too much to drink and the bar was so full that we really couldn't tell who pinched her on the behind, so me, being all defensive, struck out at the first dude next to her.  He turned around, and hit me in the nose..knocked me out.  Well I wasn't happy about that, so went home, got my shotgun, came back and I shot him through the window.  People went to ducking and scrambling about and I ran back to my room to tell Carol let's go.  Well...I never made it out of there.  Neither did Carol.  And neither did many a bounty hunter that night.  Seems it was a full moon and about ten of us died that night.).......................................................................................changing the channel...........................　



[We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring to you this message from the Colorado State Police Dept.  We advise you to secure your homes, because we were sent a notice, which we will read shortly from a suspect in the double homicide committed here last week.  Do not open your doors to strangers, and make sure to leave no child unattended.  he is presumed very dangerous, and very unstable.   here is  the statement left behind in the room of the suspect.......


Blood dripped from her fingers... plop.. plop.. plop... tiny drops that made little trails down the the side of her face.   I didn't realize I had it in me, but there she was... deader than a doorknob on a out-of-date buc-barn.  The first time I cut some-body's throat.   I'll have to remember to watch out for the blood when it squirts out next time.   Blood on my hands is not a good thing.   It is funny though......I thought I'd feel different after cuttin' someone.   It's overrated at best.     I'll stick to usin' my hands... unless I need a change of pace.    Didn't even take a lot of strength.   Grabbed her chin, one quick slice, and it was done. nothing to it at all.  The gash where her neck used to meet her collarbone looked really interestin', actually.   It really does look like a smiley face.   I killed before, but usually with little time to check out the scene.   I like looking into their eyes just as the life dims for them.    I  inhale real deep when their life light went out.....like swallowin' their soul.  That's what I like to call it:.... life light.    Once the life light goes out, you know nobody's ever comin' home again.

*............................................I know what you're thinkin'.......I must be a sicko, talking about killin' folks so nonchalantly.  My parents must have abused me or I didn't quite fit in as a kid. HaHaHa!   You have no idea.  Maybe I should tell you a little bit about me.  It all began in the East side neighborhood park..............Uh, uh, uh!    On second thought, meet me in Room 123...and you will find me


'Waiter, a double, please.  What the hell have I gotten myself into?  First, I'm hearing people talking back to me, then the TV changes channels on it's own, now a killer is inviting me to his room to turn himself in.  Waiter, another double.




The waiter walked over to him with the drink in his hand, handed it to Benton.  All of a sudden the drink was dripping down Benton's face, and he was choking.  He wiped his glasses off with his shirt, dropped a 20 on the table and ran out the door......




...................now it's Halloween time, for sure.  hahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaa!!............