Verycoldsnowflakestarsandtwomittens.

Cold.
Very cold.
One mitten for me, one mitten for you.
Two mittens.
Sand.
Lots of sand.
Noises.
Scary noises.
Snowflake stars.
...
Blush.
One Greg and one Gabriella.
Two mittens.
Goodnight.

Howl-O-Ween

Here's Roxy playing limbo at her Howl-O-Ween party. She made it until 6 inches and forgot to duck with all the excitement! But it was still fun!
Here's Roxy mingling with some friends. She was a Princess for Halloween! :)

Now What?

Isn't it just like life to be overwhelming and busy when it's good?
Then something bad happens, and there is not a single thing to do to fill the empty spaces.
Your world just stops.
You want to run, but your feet won't move.
You don't want to be sad, but your eyes keep filling up with tears.
You don't want to know, but you can't make it undone.
You know you should say something worthwhile, but you can't find a single word that makes any sense.
So you stand there.
You just stand there as your whole world falls apart.
Your world has stopped.
Everything you knew just changed.
Now what?

Do Not Kiss An Elephant On The Lips Today.

There was a lot of driving.
A shallow monkey, and a patient ox.
Laughter.
Shy.
One tiny hug, and a soft shirt.
The fortune of not kissing an elephant on the lips today.
One Gabriella and one Greg.

Naptime...

It Was a Saturday, and Now I Know It Like I Know My Name.

Unlaid pieces in my chest are stirring.
Some are missing, some are broken.
Most are thoughts that will never be spoken.
Letting it go, watching it float away.
And it's in your eyes.
You've said goodbye.
It was Saturday.
And now I know it like I know my name.
And if it's all the same, I don't like this game.
I feel far away.
Like hope was lost long ago, not just today.
You spoke of love like you knew what it was to feel it.
I must build another wall to be safe from you.
You are the one who breaks the promises.
You choose your distances, so just walk.
Walk away, always just walk away.
Stay silent, and be busy in your days.
Maybe you'll forget we were ever there.
All this time searching for the reason, I was writing rhymes to keep me ok.
But you had the answers all along, and I didn't want to be broken.
Answers turn people into pieces, I didn't want to be broken.
Looked for a friend and found that October nights can be the coldest.
I can cry and I can lie.
Smile until my cheeks are dry.
The place I want to run doesn't exist inside you anymore.
It's never an ending, it's an ugly transition into winter.
When the familiar starts to freeze away, wrapping up in a blanket is all I can do.

I learned it on a Saturday.

And now I know it like I know my name.

Angryhappymellowsadgirl.

Don't have to do the right thing today, because she is not beautiful.
Make the right decision and give in.
Just one more time give in.
The monster that will make you beautiful is here.
Say hello.

uglybeautifulgirl.

I who flutter can never land.
I can never stop the repetition.
Never gone, always here.
Inside.
Don't speak it.
No, don't say a word.
That is not you.
It's only a reflection you must know isn't enough yet.
It's only, it's only.
The covers under which you lay will give you silence.
Complicate love and know the hurt is only temporary.
Send him away and he won't have the chance to hurt you.
Ask him to come back and he'll prove he is a liar.
Build a wall and never let him back in.
I must flutter, always flutter.
The coulds will hide me from my reflection, and I won't have to see.
Days of innocence long gone away.
No more reflections, no more reflections.
Just can't stop the repetition, no I just can't.
I can't stop the repetition today.
Any other day, not today.

There Is No Love Where Ignorance Breeds, and Money Is God...

So yesterday I went down to Holmes county for the Buckeye Dog Auction protest against puppy mills. They moved the auction from where it's usually held at the Holmes County Flea Market, out to the middle of nowhere. I found it ironic that the auction sign was posted to the fencing of a small graveyard. The place was deserted, which was a good thing because we had a hard time finding it, so I assume potential puppy mill customers did as well. Most of the other people besides Lisa and me, and one other person, got lost and never showed up, and one group encountered a roadside situation that needed their attention, so they arrived later after we left. People down there gave us no support, we had a few people who agreed with us. One guy was a real arrogant piece of work, and he preached to us about how he was a born-again Christian, and asked us why we weren't protesting an abortion clinic. He actually asked us how we could believe that animal life is more important than human life. People like that get me, you can never convince a person like that to have compassion. You can never make them understand that all of life can be valued equally. They will only try to make you feel like you are wasting your time, and they'll throw the Bible at you and try to explain their point of view without listening to yours. I've written about the poor conditions in puppy mills before, and I've been inside the auction, and I'm only standing up against what I've seen, so this ignorant asshole was wasting his time trying to preach his born-again Christian fascade to me.