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 Mar 2017 ZOO
Gidgette
I was in the cemetery again, this noon
Dandelion graves and lost stones
Dwelling atop a hidden hill
Deep within the pines
Not my cemetery
Not ancient
I laid
Upon a certain grave
It had my name
Amanda
One of only two stones with
Still visible words
Unwashed by
Time
She was only 17, passing
Married, buried
With child
Baby
A long lost to time
Child bride
Of the
1800's
For her to be in that particular cemetery
She had to be a soldiers wife
Confederate, rebel
I mourned her
The stone residing next to hers
was worn by wind and time
A dandelion grave
~A
Cemeteries are a morbid habit of mine. The particular cemetary I speak of here, is called Boot Hill. A civil war cemetery. Amanda's grave was one of very few female graves I've found in war graveyards. Her stone said,"With her child." And indeed, as early as it is in this season, that cemetery was covered with dandelions.
 Mar 2017 ZOO
Gidgette
Wingless
 Mar 2017 ZOO
Gidgette
They don't see me
But you look so closely

And they don't hear me
While you, listen well

Its loud here
One can never tell

But you do
In your silence

Pity, pity
Me

How I need you here
I'm wingless

Fairy gone cold
Malecifant

And I care not
My wings don't sparkle

They are No more
Chopped

A loved one
Passed

And I walk
Amongst those with wings
I can't shut up as of late. Forgive me....
 Mar 2017 ZOO
Gidgette
All these artists gather here on my floor
Three evenings
Poets, painters, musicians
Arguing, playing

I don't need streets of gold
The angels couldn't possibly make this music
Its weekend
And they gather

I'm a muse to many
So they say
A minority
My pitiful poetry and dance

But I dwell in these hills
With them
And my mahogany floors
Rests their shoes

Loud and melodous
Joey picks a tune and yells about fascism
Maria, sings her Spanish tunes
Stella laughs and dances our dance

Jimmy plays the strings to fire and ash
Chris beats the drums like an angry demon
Portia paints scenes that bring tears
Chloe makes her black and whites burst with every colour

They gather on my floors
I lay on the pillows and smile for them
With my liquor
They tell me I'm pretty

Catch my tears in mason jars
Moonshine passed between artists and lips
My house can't hold them all
We lack a banjo

Some "rap" some sing
Some write others paint
We all argue and fuss
Its a scene of crazy great



How I wish you all were here too
Last Saturday, portia and Joey left with black eyes and busted lips. Fighting in the yard over politics. Politics and anything to do with this subject have since been banned from my door. They gather here to sing and play for me this eve. How lucky am I?
 Mar 2017 ZOO
Gidgette
And so it is,
That I hide
I can't abide

By natures laws,

I confide
Contemplate suicide
Darkly, swinging wide

A clock hand

Unto this,
I remiss
Longing greatly,
For deaths sweet kiss

Dark song,

Blackened lips
Fingertips
I served your table,
Pay your tips

Money spent

Membership dues,
You haven't a clue
Real life in truth,
Coloured blue

Black rainbows,

Make your wage
Dance on stage,
Oldened
Turn the page

A tune

Step in time,
Sing your rhyme
Its what they want,
They've paid their dime

Watch it,

See me here
Am I clear
The heat,
It sears

I can't breathe

The air is stale
My skin is pale
And I hang,
From Satans tail
 Mar 2017 ZOO
HappyHappyHappy
Happy
 Mar 2017 ZOO
HappyHappyHappy
Scrolling through poetries

Finding myself in "messages"

"You seem so happy. How are you so happy all the time? Why are you so happy though?"

Someone had said to me.

Well, to be honest I don't really know how I am happy. I'm not even sure if I am.

I don't know why I always grin like a fool in front of my friends.

How I'm so positive. How I laugh and smile at everything.

Because....... I guess.......


It feels good.

To laugh rather than cry

To smile rather than frown.

To be happy when you know something isn't.

It feels comfortable.

Just smile at everything!

Be happy.

It feels like cuddling with blankets on a freezing winter. Cookies beside you.... warmth filling your body....

Like heaven..


I just smile.



Can you do me a favor....


And just smile.....

Smile....



Like nothing matters..... smile.....





Let's be happy, guys. : )
: ) can you smile for me???RAISE YOUR HAND LIKE A KINDERGANTENER IF YOU ACTUALLY SMILED!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAAAHH!
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