Month: December 2024

Tuesday Tunes

Lyrics –

You don’t know fear

Till it’s calling from behind

And the streets that are familiar

Seem to stretch out at night

They dragged her to the woods

They couldn’t leave Anne on her own

And the press paraded pictures

Of a dead Marylin Monroe

And I will always choose the bear

I will always choose the wolves

No matter what they do

They wouldn’t blame my clothes

And I would rather choose to die

Let my body decompose

Cuz even when you’re ash

They will never let you go no

Careful of the stranger

A face you’ve never met

You’ve seen them in your churches

they’re sleeping in your beds

And history will teach you

They were all such willing wives

Sacagawea was a child

When her body lost its rights

I will always choose the bear

I will always choose the wolves

No matter what they do

They wouldn’t blame my clothes

I would rather choose to die

Let my body decompose

Cuz even when you’re ash

They will never let you go

The waves let them take me

The walls let them fall It may not be many

But enough to doubt them all

And when I tell the beasts

All the things you would do

They would cry as well

And fear you too

I will always choose the bear

I will always choose the wolves

No matter what they do

They wouldn’t blame my clothes

I would rather choose to die

And let my body decompose

Cuz even when you’re ash

They will never let you go

I will always choose the bear

I will always choose the wolves

No matter what they do

They wouldn’t blame my clothes

I would rather choose to die

Let my body decompose

Cuz even when your ash

They will never let you go

Cuz even when your ash

They will never let you go,

no

My 2 cents –

I have been seeing a lot of feminine Rage songs appearing on the music scene. I can understand why…and I can relate to way too many of them. Still it is something that bothers me because it feels like we are going backwards as a country.

Covers, for Days….

So I have said that I enjoy making covers…and Especially poetry covers for future books – whether I ever get them written or not…I just enjoy the creation of the idea.

I am, at least where my files are concerned, Very organized. So I have a folder of future Poetry volumes and then each is organized alphabetically.

That gives me an idea of when I have two many of any one letter starting the titles. So I can choose titles from letters I have less of. If I have 3 or more then I feel like it is time to pick a different folder to add an idea to.

Do I realize that with over 70 future volume covers I will never get them all written? Yeah. This is an art form that relaxes me. And it means when I finish a volume I have choices. So less anxiety there.

My child thinks I am overwhelming myself. Planning for things that will never be, I see it as dreaming gently about possibilities.

Monday Poetry

Monday Poetry
Poetry

Lost Time

by Patricia Harris

I have spent so much time 
giving away parts of me  
with no concerns of  
what I was tearing from myself... 

Thinking that it was  
what was expected 
from me... 

In reality all I was doing 
was pouring time 
into others, 
openly ignoring  
the holes I was creating  
inside of me.

Happy Holidays

I thought about doing a Tuesday Tunes with I am Santa Claus but I just don’t want to be that person today. I am not posting anything else this week due to the chaos of the holiday. See you all next week.

Monday Poetry

Monday Poetry
Poetry

Lost In The Void

by Patricia Harris

perhaps the world would be better
if we were to get lost in the void,
not really holding ourselves to the plan
that society says we should.

instead I think we could wander
freely in the openness of the possibility,
letting ourselves learn how to exist
in the world just being happy.

Friday Share

Friday Share

So you found a new book?

Or maybe you just published one?

Did you find a new webcomic that you like?

Or a song you think everyone should hear?

No need for explanation…Just Share it.

You find a good deal that you think we should all see? Just share!

Or hey even a joke you think too fun not to share, Just share it.

Post links in the comments.

Occasionally I will too.

Thursday Thoughts

Book Discussion

wandering TikTok I found a book that I want and I am incredibly inclined to spread as loudly as I possibly can.

The Secret Ingredient by Paul Castle looks like a really cute book. I really want one on my shelf.

Wednesday Whispers

Poetry

White Out

by Serena Mossgraves

so many have associated
the color black with death,
I think it is not true.
Black is the mix of all that is
whereas white is the absence .

Absence of color,
absence of life,
absence of the existence
of what was and what
could be.

Tuesday Tunes

Lyrics –

Lacey things, the wife is missing.
Didn’t ask, for her permission
I’m wearing her clothes,
her silk panty hose.
Walking around in women’s underwear.

In the store, there’s a teddy.
With little straps, like spaghetti.
It holds me so tight,
like handcuffs at night.
Walking around in womens underwear

In the office there’s a guy named Melvin.
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown.
He’ll say “Are you ready?”
I’ll say, “Woah man! Let’s wait until the wife is out of town.”
Later on, if you wanna,
We can dress, like Madonna.
Put on some eye shade, and join the parade.
Walking around in women’s underwear.

Lacey things, missing.
Didn’t ask, permission.
Wearing her clothes, silk panty hose.
Walking around in women’s underwear.
Walking around in women’s underwear.
Walking around in women’s underwear……”

My 2 cents –

I wanted something funny to use for this week….

Monday Poetry

Monday Poetry
Poetry

What am I supposed to do

by Patricia Harris

my dream was so clear
in the younger days,
I understood that I
was able to do anything.

Age has stolen
clarity and the ideas
that I often clung
deeply to…
leaving me without
any clue what I am
supposed to do.