Put Me in a Box, Why don’t You (TBT)

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“Life is not simple, and people can’t be boxed into being either heroes or villains” Jessica Hagedorn

Put Me in a Box, Why don’t You

I may no be the hero type
Or match your idea of a villain
You think I am a complete zero hype
Because I caused you a chilling
Just because in your grand plan
I did not win the grand slam
Stuff me in the smallest locker
It isn’t such a shocker

It’s not the obstacle, it’s a mild hindrance
I will seek and find the entrance

Just because

I can never be part of the conventional stock
Always and forever thinking outside the box

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Stuck Between a Poem and a Hard Place (TBT)

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“Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry” Muriel Rukeyser

Stuck Between a Poem and a Hard Place

I am a poet
But did not know it
Now I am writing
Lyrics without biting
The bullets
My mind to the fullest
Hammering the keyboard
Not a big chore
No, not anymore

Ever since I started
I cannot be parted
From the blank page
That clean slate
Words pouring
My heart roaring
I feel elevated
Totally animated
Full of excitement

I am completely and utterly
Lost in Poetry

A poem a day keeps the Shrink away!

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2016 for Throwback Thursday

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“The only thing I ever throwback on Thursdays are drinks”

2016 for Throwback Thursday

For this week’s Throwback Thursday, a have chosen some of the best posts of the year 2016.
Enjoy and have a great New Year!

Stuck Between a Poem and a Hard Place

Put Me in a Box, Why don’t You

If There is a Wrong Place and a Wrong Time, I’ll be There

Who is Gun Roswell?

TBT CASETTE; IPOD

Holiday Season for Throwback Thursday

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“Christmas isn’t a season.
It’s a feeling”
Edna Ferber

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Holiday Season for Throwback Thursday

For this week’s Throwback Thursday, I have chosen a posts dedicated to the Holiday Season: Enjoy!
Happy Holidays to One and All!

Elvis has left the Konebuilding
Elves
“Tonttu”
A Visit to Santa Claus
A Christmas Tale: Can I have some Figgy Puddin’, please

I Laugh, There For I Am (TBT)

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“Laughter is the best revenge for anger” Dalai Lama

I Laugh, There For I Am

Call me crazy
Call me a fool
Or just a simple tool
Laughing, grinning
Face in full leering
Feelings of winning
Life gave you lemons
Or battling with demons
Trying not to worry
Or even feel sorry
For things that cannot change
Rather arrange
Time for a full belly laugh
Several times a day
It isn’t daft
Keeps your mind clear
Throughout the year
When you wake up
Forget the wile
Put on that smile
It is the best make up
Everyone can wear
Which will not tear
Come rain or shine
All will be fine

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What Ever! (TBT)

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“Screw you guys, I’m going home!” Eric Cartman

What Ever!

You were smiling
Feeling charming
And quite beguiling
The sun was shining
This was supposed to be
A great day
For a song or a play

But then it turned out to be
Something else completely
It turned out to be
One of *those days*
Struck you in the face
Run over like a ten ton truck
And disappear without a trace

What the fuck?
Feeling like a schmuck
Completely out of luck
Standing in the rain
Without an umbrella
Almost going insane
And not from singing a cappella

So I say “What ever!”
And take my leave

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I need a Different Tune to Sing to (TBT)

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“Do more, complain less”

I need a Different Tune to Sing to

Repeat this mantra and you’ll soon believe it
Turning into a complete little shit
“My head is empty, my head is empty, my head is empty,
completely and abso-freaking-lutely empty”

Not one sensible thought passing through
The mind no longer sharp and clever
The neurons and positrons or what ever
Have turned into some kind of inert goo

Head spinning around like being possessed
Just like Linda Blair in the Exorcist
The thought pattern repeating those same old tunes
Feels like running on mere fumes

Stuck and totally out of luck
Like a sitting duck awaiting the slayer
Or a broken needle on a record player
Not adding any new layers

Complaining more and nothing gets done
Seems the mojo is lost and so is all the fun
It is time to change the needle or the record
Even if it takes a lot of effort

Repeating this mantra and soon you will believe
The best proven remedy to achieve
Is to do more and complain less
And in a new tune singing your way out of this mess

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I am the Queen of Fucking Everything (TBT)

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“Careful how you play your card, when you have a queen in your hand”

I am the Queen of Fucking Everything

Who am I?
You dare to ask me?
Or are you playing shy?
Or do you task me?

Do you not know who I am?

I am everyone
And I am no one
I know all
Still I am alone

I own everything
And I own nothing
I rule the world
Yet, I rule nothing
I rule your world
I rule you

I am gorgeous
I am sexy
I am marvellous
I am perplexing
Hardly ordinary
I am, extraordinaire

All the adjectives you can imagine
No one quite my kin

I can do anything
I can do everything
I can go everywhere
You can find me anywhere

And don’t you dare
To disagree with me
Or I will give you the scare
For contradicting me

Why?
You ask

The reason is
this simple thing
I am the Queen of
Fucking Everything!

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Me, Myself and I for Throwback Thursday

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Me, Myself and I for Throwback Thursday

For this week’s Throwback Thursday, a have chosen a few posts dedicated to the theme of “Me, Myself and I”. A few good thoughts to be re-shared from the archives: Enjoy!

I Laugh, There For I Am
I need a Different Tune to Sing to
I am the Queen of Fucking Everything
What Ever

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Cookie Jar (TBT)

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“People have got to learn:
if they don’t have cookies in the cookie jar,
they can’t eat cookies”
Suze Orman

Cookie Jar

Delicious and nutritious
Are the cookies in the jar
But something suspicious
Is also lurking not so far
When the jar is left unwatched
It’s almost like bewitched
A creature of a special kind
A cookie monster you will find

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