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The line between straight and curvy
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The line between straight and curvy |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298
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I think too straight I think too sane. I wish when I looked up I saw trees with long fingered tendrils reaching upward towards the sun, over easy, but not scrambled, in the cotton covered sky. Instead after my eight hours when I should let my imagination free, I look straight down yellow lines and every once in a while on the side glimpse another pair of eyes, blue collared and tired, just like me. I think too straight I think too sane. Where are the woolymongers and bumps that give fright to the night, but make it all the more fun to hug the covers tight? Where are the pillowed creatures that with my back to the grass I watched float slowly changing through the sky? Where are Bugs and Daffy, do they still trick each other to make people laugh when they perpetually fight? Where did those magic words 'lets pretend' go? I think too straight I think too sane, I am an adult after all, who has time for imagination and play? I have bills to pay with paychecks already spent; my car needs tires and paint. A new stereo, someday, would be nice. My tooth is aching way down in my jaw, so another root canal is scheduled, along with a new roof before the rains hit in spring, I am an adult after all, who has time for imagination and play? I think too straight I think too sane that is until, my three year old joy comes over to stay. We are best buddies, just him and me. He lets me see life through his eyes his innocence sets me free, I guess you could say he helps me think curvy. Into his world with ease I slide; we skip, we pretend, we play. Tractors and trucks in our hands come alive; we color with whatever color we want. We are the first ones outside when snowflakes start to fall; at snow angels and snowmen we must be experts by now. We drive with the sunroof open just because. Let's do it again grandma and please, one more time?- are the words most often heard. We eat candy and popcorn for supper (but only once in a while) and hide and seek ends in giggles every time. Flashlights in the dark, provide bumps and thumps and rolling with laughter on the floor. We are 'cheffers' in the kitchen when cookies and goodies we create. Late into the dark of the night, when he and the sandman stop throwing their blows, the crook of my arm is where he is cuddled tight. Repeated hugs and at the very least five 'one more kisses' sign his departure and yes I might think too straight most of the time, and the sanity thing might also be in question but I know when I am blessed and I give thanks everyday. [This message has been edited by jellybeans (edited 02-07-2001).] |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
and the sanity thing might sometimes be in question but I know when I am blessed and I give thanks everyday." Thanks, Jellybeans!!! I needed this "I walked beside the evening sea and dreamed a dream that could not be." George William Curtis |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
*big smiles* you are welcome kathleen, and yep,I think I needed it too, even when its in your heart, it always helps to put it on paper  |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
How well I know how that thinking straight drags you down... too much responsibility, too many repercussions to every frivolity, and too little time to waste watching cotton candy in the sky when we're living a cartoon where we're the one always having something explode in our faces. *S* And how I live for those curvy thoughts brought to my life by weekends with my little nephew or cherished hours with a friend so special there is no world outside that one room. *S* They come too seldom... but replenish my spirit and refurbish my soul and help me keep on smiling as I'm thinking sane... for I'm counting my blessings. *S* Which is a very long-winded way of saying... I love this poem! You've written the drudgery and delights of a life so very well! |
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ATelamon Member
since 2001-02-06
Posts 328Purgatory, Last Staircase, Up |
Joyful read indeed. Your sharing is appreciated. Now personally I rarely have the "too sane" label applied. I wonder what that feels like. [This message has been edited by ATelamon (edited 02-07-2001).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Smiling as I remember teddy bear picnics again...and do you know there are people who think I am "jellybeans" rofl...that's how close it is...but don't worry...last month I was doreen...and before that? Janet Marie!!!! Great company and it flatters me...love and hugs to you! |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Wonderful perspective and a lot of truth involved. I really enjoyed the work very much...I try the different things sometimes...it's been proven that even if you take a different route to work everyday it stimulates the mind to think differently??? Very good ethome |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
suthern yep…..lol……somehow I knew you’d like this one….your praise compliments me lady aTelemon thank you much serenity….lol@they think you are jellybeans…well our souls do cry the same cry…thank you for the compliment, I would be honored to be able to write as well as you ethome, thank you, my little one brings me smiles, its nice to share them with others |
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