Another Of My Musings (Romantic Fool That I Am)

 

The Pledge

The past is behind us
Where one was now two
Darkness is ended
Love makes things anew

Our love is a beacon
Through storms it shall guide
Two hearts strongly beating
Tested and tried

Our love is immortal
T’will never bleed and die
Wounds heal but quickly
Death cannot abide

Passions enduring
Tho’ mortal shells we shed
Flesh no more binding
Our spirits free to wed

Forever seems nothing
Time slips so fast away
So pledge I myself to thee
Forever and a day.

 

 

Single again…

So, I’m single, again…

This is getting really tiring at this point in my life. You know the whole, meet someone, get to know them, start to see the chinks in the armour after a bit…the whole process.  Sometimes you just gotta wonder if it’s even worth it. I know I do.  Because you know that the next person that comes along is going to have issues, everybody has issues, and do I really want to deal with a whole new set of issues? These are just some of the things I think about when I contemplate putting myself back out there.

Of course then you have the other side of the coin. Loneliness…yup sometimes you just wish there was someone there and there isn’t. So what do you do, start talking to yourself, some people do that…I talk to my dog. At least that way I can be crazy and not really look like I am.

Going out alone is kind of a bummer too. If I just want to go down to the local pub and play some darts I feel self-conscious about it. A woman going into a bar alone, well, of course some women do that, but I’m not one of those women.

Of course you can go out with friends, but most of your friends are married with kids and such. The ones that aren’t are too busy because they are trying to fill the void in their lives with work or classes in something. It makes it tough.

So I suppose, at some point in time, I will begin to long for that companionship again, enough that I will forget about the pitfalls and troubles that go along with it. Or, maybe I’ll just go to Tibet and become a monk…oh wait their guys too aren’t they? Maybe I’ll be the first ever monkette…because the thought of doing this all over again is one great big pain in the ass.

Wish me luck!

Dirty Laundry

Well this is a whole new take on the ‘dirty laundry’ thing. One I can’t ignore, for obvious reasons of stupidity and pettiness on the part of some of my fellow countrymen and women. I just finished watching a report on ‘Sunday Morning”, in which they were talking about an ongoing problem within communities about people using clotheslines to hang their laundry out to dry. I’m not kidding, as usual this is becoming a big issue. I KNOW! Crazy right? Yup, but it’s true. There is actually a new movement about people’s right to hang their clothes out. One woman actually said her clothes lines have been cut down twice. This is so ridiculous I had to say something. Are people in this country really that uptight and just plain stupid? Like they said in the report, it’s not about hanging clothes, it’s about doing whatever you can to help save energy and the environment. All the little things help, but God (who?) forbid you have a neighbor that has a stick up their ass and doesn’t like looking at your ‘clean’ laundry hanging in your yard, on your line, cause look out, they will come after you. Man, I don’t know if it’s me, but when things like this start to become huge issues it just makes me see RED! Not Republican RED either. People, get with the program, our planet is in trouble and some people are really trying to do whatever little things they can to change that. Shut the hell up, get the f*#k over yourselves, and try to get it through your thick skulls that you are the problem that’s hurting the world. Come down from your thrones and start helping instead of bitching about every little thing. It’s your planet too, and you’re kids and grandchildren will need it just as much as ours will. Of course, if all you know how to do is bitch about things like people hanging out their clothes and how it ‘just looks terrible, and you can’t look at it’, I’m sure your kids and grandchildren will need a lot of therapy anyway and won’t give a damn about the welfare of the planet and it’s people either!

Dark Poetry

Finality

The end is near
No time to spare
No time to shed a million tears
No time to conquer all my fears

The time is nigh
No more whys
No more sighs
No more goodbyes

The days go by
Soon he must fly
And I must try
Not to die

Why Is No One Bringing Up Bush’s Name?

I’m sitting here watching the congressional hearings about the AIG crisis and I’m completely stunned to hear people blaming Obama for this crap! This didn’t start in January, it didn’t start in November, it started long before that under the previous administration.

Why is no one going back in time to when this all started? This current crisis and all that goes with it is a product of the corrupt practices of the previous government and it was all dropped in Obama’s lap, so now he gets all the blame? What the F*&^?

Isn’t his administration trying to put things right now and take back the money that was given out by the previous administration? Isn’t he the one who is now demanding oversight and transparency? He’s got a mess to clean up that is no fault of his own, don’t demonize him before he even has a chance. That’s what they want. That means they win, AGAIN!

This is all the result of Bush and his cronies allowing Wall Street to run rampant while they raked in the bucks. C’mon people smarten up and don’t go down this path. We need to put the blame where it really belongs and not listen to FOX and CNN and all the other pro-Republican assholes who would love to have us believe that this is all Obama’s fault. 

Don’t let them brainwash you again? They’ve been doing it for the last 8 years and now look where we are. This didn’t happen under Obama’s watch. Do you get that? All of this crap happened under the last administration. All of it. This mess was handed off to the new guy and he’s trying to fix it. He needs our support now more than ever. 

I’m out of work, on unemployment and understand that this country is in big trouble, but the trouble started a long time ago. Bush and his people are the culprits, the overseers of this problem. Write to your reps and your congressmen and women and let them know what you expect from your government now, but don’t just lay the blame in the new guys lap. Don’t sit around and whine and complain about things, write to them, call them, let them know what you think, and then give them a chance to change things, otherwise shut up and deal. 

We let Bush and his people do whatever the hell they wanted for eight years and now everyone is crying about it. We have a chance now to start over. Don’t waste it by sitting around blaming the new guy. Get your minds around the fact that this is Bush’s fault, has been Bush’s fault, and this is all the result of 8 years of the whole country sitting by while the government did whatever the hell they wanted. No one said anything then and look what’s happened. Say something now!

Metaphysical Nightmare

 

 

Metaphysical Nightmare

 

Whispers, images, flashes 
Haunting
Deep waters move rapidly

Dream or memory
Confusion
Fevered imagination plotting

Insanity beckons
Looming
Shadows of reality or shades of imagination

Frame after frame
Clicking
Taunts fast and clear

Screaming conscience 
Shrill 
Mind mirrors shatter

Shards fall 
Cutting
Tearing the delicate foundation

Death breathes close
Stop!
It does

Poems

 

Mind Games

Comets streak through moonlit skies
inspiring awe in human minds
and hearts that try to fathom all the whys

With eyes we see and hearts we feel
but truly it’s our minds emotions steal
as in breathless whispers
we question what is real

The world is false, so much untrue
and yet there’s still someone like you
whose guileless eyes and smile I knew
would somehow break my heart in two
but still I loved you

As long as comets race through space and time
your face will stay within the confines
of my mind
Till time unwinds

 

By

Lisa Doherty

Poems

 

Thirteen

 

All chrome and shiny black enamel, with handbrakes and three speeds

Freedom from classroom tyranny, parental supervision and school bullies

At least for now…

Super heated air, cooled only by speed, rushes past, hair flying out behind

Muscles pumping, heart racing, fear nowhere in sight

At least for now…

Serenity, peace, excitement, joy! So many good feelings, almost overwhelming

Almost…

No destination, just going, riding, flying…

My black charger carrying me off to a better place

At least for now…

Poetry.com; Selling you to yourself

I am very disheartened when I see a company taking advantage of people and encouraging hopeful writers in the deceitful way that Poetry.com does. Way back in the beginning, before I became jaded about such things, I submitted a couple of my poems to this distasteful site. About a month later I received something in the mail from them saying that one of my poems had been chosen to be published in an anthology. I was so excited! Yeah, that didn’t last long. As I read on, still very enthusiastic, the letter said they needed me to proof my poem for publication and sign to be sure it was exactly the way I wanted it printed, which I did, still hopeful and happy. Reading further still, the high praise that oozed out of every paragraph made me feel like I had really accomplished something. Then…I got to the crux of it all. If I wanted a copy of the book that my poem, mine, mind you, was to be published in it would only cost me the ‘discounted’ price of $49.95. Wow, that’s it. I could have my own poem, in a book, as long as I paid them for it. That was bad enough, but it got better. The next thing was a ‘beautiful plaque’ with my poem imprinted on it for me to display, ‘proudly’ in my home for eveyone to see, and that would only cost me another $39.00. The messed up thing was, at the time, I was so naive, that had I had the money I probably would have bought the book, and the plaque. Paid for my own work. How f#*&ed up is that? They feed you this line of bullshit and a lot of people actually buy it, pun definitely intended.

Of course since that first experience I’ve gotten wise to them, and this is really hilarious, the reason I got wise to them was the fact that every poem I submitted to their contest got the same response. I was one terrific poet. I was awesome. Every poem was going to be published in a book that I could buy. Wow, how incredible! 

I guess I just wanted to warn any aspiring poets out there to beware of sites bearing false promises. If your work is good enough to be published they’ll pay you for it, or at least give you a free copy of the book!

Food For Thought

 

They Call Them Terrorists

She walks the streets in sorrow and anger and sympathy

She cannot claim empathy for she has never known the torment or terror of war

She grieves for what she sees on her safe little box

Pictures of bodies, living and dead

Some still move but are unable to claim life

They cannot process what they see except through the blood red lens of hatred

It’s easier to hate than to fear

Easier to hate than to cry

The rage washes over them in waves

Each larger and more intense than the last

Until a tsunami is formed

Overpowering everything in its wake

 

She feels the buildup of their suffering

And sees the look in their eyes

The intensity of their raw emotion weighs her down

She cries out in her mind

Stop The Killing! Stop It! Stop It!

Can’t you see their eyes

The tsunami is forming

Its height and breadth formidable

When at last it crashes

A tiny new wave forms and begins to grow

Alice Through The Looking Glass

 

 

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090111/ap_on_go_pr_wh/us_israel

I swear I just don’t get it. Is it me, I really don’t think so. I just read this article on Yahoo and I’m telling you I really think I’m going insane. 

I believe, if I have it right, that the word ‘covert’ means secret, right. Something that’s covered up so only some people know about it. 

Welllll…in the above mentioned article they refer to a certain covert operation by the US to disrupt Iran’s ability to enrich uranium. They also say that Bush is going to hand off this covert operation to Barak Obama. 

BUT…SINCE THEY PUT IT ON THE DAMNED INTERNET DO YOU REALLY THINK IT”S A FUCKING SECRET NOW!!!

Does the internet not reach Iran? Do the terrorists and others of that ilk not have access to the fucking internet? Cause if they do, they now know about the US’s covert operation. Maybe they don’t know the particulars, but they know something’s going down. 

This country sends out warnings when they hear inconclusive ‘chatter’! We just blasted this out into cyberspace. That’s some chatter…

Well, like I said, maybe it’s me, but I think Barak better find a different way to handle this, cause pssst…they know about it now.

Oops sorry