Would you rather a lamp?

April 29

Would You Rather a Lamp?

I am a girl filled with expectations.  Like a ginger jar filled, stuffed caulker block full, though the filling is the part which is unpredictable; it could be match books, or seashells, acorns or all those pretty capsules.  This makes me erratic and sometimes volatile.  Are you strong enough or far too sane to stay and help me sort the contents?  It’s lonely work without a witness or a spotter.  I rather be alone than with you reluctantly, so please try to shuck that husk and remain.  Yes, I am sometimes capricious, but I try never to be cruel.  I know sometimes you convince yourself that leaving me to my own devices is the wisest of courses, but don’t be fooled; you disappear due to your weakness not strength and the worst part about the price of abandonment is that everyone has to pay it.

Design a window that looks out on your dreams

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THE SHINY THING

The starling stands with the candy wrapper in its beak

The cellophane flexes in the breeze

Here is my life

I have the shiny thing in my possession , What do I do?

Do I give up my intended tasks to attempt dominance

Or control of the shiny thing?

Do I release this thing of intrigue and beauty

I am drawn to the shimerance and sparkle

But shutter at the price

The world is filled with shiny things

I can enjoy them

But leave them where they lay.

You are reading selections from More Sober on the Way to Sane and Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

http://www.amazon.com/More-Sober-The-Way-Sane/dp/144141231X/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1374072329&sr=8-3&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane

http://www.amazon.com/Lines-My-Life-Sherrie-Theriault/dp/1448652820/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1374072576&sr=1-1&keywords=Lines+from+my+life%2C+Sherrie+theriault

The Shiny Thing

May 8

THE SHINY THING

The starling stands with the candy wrapper in its beak; the cellophane flexes in the breeze.  Here is my life.  I have the shiny thing in my possession.  What do I do?  Do I give up my intended tasks to attempt dominance or control of the shiny thing?  Do I release this thing of intrigue and beauty?  I am drawn to the shimmer and sparkle but shudder at the price.  The world is filled with shiny things.  I can enjoy them but leave them where they lay.

Play the tune but change the lyrics.

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More Than a Fedora

I have no explanations only expletives,

I wish I had something to say

that you wished to hear,

but that is not current events;

Foul humored broadcasts are what fill the air this day.

Bad temper is tempting,

but I can no longer be satisfied in this way

nor is this a performance that you care to witness.

I will play FCC to my ruminations

curtailing this colorful darkness for my benefit

and the clearing of the air.

I have never shied from dramatic vocabulary

and I do not now,

but throwing out words is waste

and I am learning to conserve.

I don’t have to leak my power

I can cover my head

and close my mouth.

You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

http://www.amazon.com/Sober-On-The-Way-Sane/dp/1440417342/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576888&sr=8-1&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane

http://www.amazon.com/More-Lines-From-My-Life/dp/1448677203/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576956&sr=8-1&keywords=More+Lines+From+My+Life

Would You Rather a Lamp?

April 29

Would You Rather a Lamp?

I am a girl filled with expectations.  Like a ginger jar filled, stuffed caulker block full, though the filling is the part which is unpredictable; it could be match books, or seashells, acorns or all those pretty capsules.  This makes me erratic and sometimes volatile.  Are you strong enough or far too sane to stay and help me sort the contents?  It’s lonely work without a witness or a spotter.  I rather be alone than with you reluctantly, so please try to shuck that husk and remain.  Yes, I am sometimes capricious, but I try never to be cruel.  I know sometimes you convince yourself that leaving me to my own devices is the wisest of courses, but don’t be fooled; you disappear due to your weakness not strength and the worst part about the price of abandonment is that everyone has to pay it.

Design a window that looks out on your dreams

*

THE SHINY THING

The starling stands with the candy wrapper in its beak

The cellophane flexes in the breeze

Here is my life

I have the shiny thing in my possession , What do I do?

Do I give up my intended tasks to attempt dominance

Or control of the shiny thing?

Do I release this thing of intrigue and beauty

I am drawn to the shimerance and sparkle

But shutter at the price

The world is filled with shiny things

I can enjoy them

But need to leave them where they lay.

The Shiny Thing

May 8

THE SHINY THING

The starling stands with the candy wrapper in its beak; the cellophane flexes in the breeze.  Here is my life.  I have the shiny thing in my possession.  What do I do?  Do I give up my intended tasks to attempt dominance or control of the shiny thing?  Do I release this thing of intrigue and beauty?  I am drawn to the shimmer and sparkle but shudder at the price.  The world is filled with shiny things.  I can enjoy them but leave them where they lay.

Play the tune but change the lyrics.

*

More Than a Fedora

I have no explanations only expletives,

I wish I had something to say

that you wished to hear,

but that is not current events;

Foul humored broadcasts are what fill the air this day.

Bad temper is tempting,

but I can no longer be satisfied in this way

nor is this a performance that you care to witness.

I will play FCC to my ruminations

curtailing this colorful darkness for my benefit

and the clearing of the air.

I have never shied from dramatic vocabulary

and I do not now,

but throwing out words is waste

and I am learning to conserve.

I don’t have to leak my power

I can cover my head

and close my mouth.