She had done up her hair
I’d seen her standing there
In rain and in shine
Holding up her sign
Almost a living fixture
A living breathing mixture
Of bad luck and circumstance
Bad luck and no finance
But today her hair done neat
Defiantly to speak
With smile upon her face
“I am the Human Race!”
And I became aware
Almost enough to care
Yet caring was my daring
So damn the horns a’blaring
Her sign read ‘Single Mother…’
Her look not like the others
‘Single mother—Laid off work’
(By some inhuman jerk?)
She’d braved the heat
The dusty street
Suffered callous faces
Eyes diverted other places
But today her auburn hair
Was shining everywhere
Bright and done up right
To cancel out her plight
But who would see her showing
Who would look with knowing
The care that she had taken
To be shunned and thus forsaken
Savannah Memphis it’s pourin’ rain
“Palm trees in the porch light like slick black cellophane.
“Will you still love me when I get back to town?”
vid credit: Christian T. Davies
Not really melancholy, but if I were, this song just might push me further
that way, in that direction.
Real sorry, but I am now officially delirious with tooth pain. This tooth is some kind of bitch, let me tell ya.
Obviously sleep is not an option.
(The pain is just too overwhelming)
So… I just sit here and post stupid shit to take my mind away.
“Calgone! Take me Away!’
“I am as constant as a Northern Star.”
Vid credit: novaultrano1
“Constantly in the darkness? Where’s that at? If you want me, I’ll be in the bar.”
I guess it’s just a Joni kind of day…
“Laughin’ an’ cryin’. You know it’s the same release.
“I told you when I met you, I was crazy.”
Vid credit: Christian T. Davies
OK, last one and then I’m done (I really need to find something else to do with my hands)
“Diving down to pick up on every shiny thing.”
Video credit: JoniJourney
“Fell in hate and called it love”
One of her BEST Below
A beautiful tribute to an American Icon: Amelia Mary Earhart
(And yes. I know there is A LOT more going on in this song. I am not stupid.)
“Like Icarus ascending
On beautiful foolish arms”
One of my favorite Amelia quotes:
“The most difficult thing is the decision to act. The rest is merely tenacity. The fears are paper tigers. You can do anything you decide to do. You can act to change and control your life and the procedure. The process is its own reward.”
Bonus on “Hissing of Summer Lawns”
A great and respectful analysis
he did not even ask
I walked away.
and I smiled.
Such is life/love
and twenty bucks the less…
As I walked away…he said “God Bless!”
I really didn’t wanna tell him, that I was am/ an atheist…
I am speaking to those writers out there.
That is not a propitious beginning for this post.
Well, allow me to retort:
One of those days when you have so much shit colliding in your head, atom-like, trying to reach escape velocity?
This is my day.
I have (check ’em) all these wanna-be posts colliding:
1. He is an accident going somewhere to happen (just about a recent trip to Kroger’s)
2. Puddles in my beer (don’t ask)
3. Jim Morrison (Seriously do not ask)
4. Walk of Shame (again… don’t go there)
5. The kind and good and great and moral folks I live about here in East Memph (ask about this one) I love it.
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Now get on with it.
(sorry I could not make it easy; caint do the ‘poll thang’ you will just be forced to ‘comment’.)
But Hey! how hard is that?