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Miss Juicie's blog: "Poetry"

created on 09/09/2007  |  http://fubar.com/poetry/b126708

Frozen Time....

Sometimes the days never end - Other times they go too fast - Is there a time when we can catch a moment in our hand and never let it go? Memories.....those are the eternal moments, fragments of time, held fast in our minds - locked away in our hearts. Are those moments frozen in time when they are locked in our memory? Frozen, like people and places in a photograph? Does time actually stop and lock in those few precious seconds??? Are they floating around, in some parallel universe? ...A universe full of nothing but peoples memories mingling with each other to form new frozen moments for the next person to discover?

Simplicity

I just got home from taking my sister to work...on my way this is what I saw... I was heading up the road and got to the stop light. Its a long wait at that light, to steal from the TV show WEEDS - its the punishment light, so I had time to look around and see what was going on. A man was walking up the median carrying one of those little plastic cooler/lunch box things in one hand and a 12 pack of beer in the other. He had on blue work clothes and appeared to be covered in a white dust that I can only assume was either concrete dust or plaster dust. You could tell this man was a hard working man, one who works for the family that he couldn't live without. I thought to myself, damn - must suck to not have a car. But as soon as I thought that another thought hit me twice as fast. I thought to myself - maybe this man chooses not to have a car, maybe its just an unneeded commodity in his life. Maybe he just doesn't need that to be happy. Here he is, a working man, maybe 40 years old or so, coming home from a long day in at work in the South Carolina heat who is just excited to get home to his wife and children, sit down and eat a hot meal and enjoy a well deserved beer. why do we think, as a collective people, that material possessions are going to make us happy. We feel we need the big house with the latest kitchen appliances and gadgets. We have to have 2 bathrroms and a t.v. in every room, everyone in the house has to have a cell phone...we dont NEED these things - these are things of desire, want and craving. He made me remember my own simpler times...growin up my father was a construction worker, often laid off in the winter when the weather in upstate NY just wasnt ideal for work, a mother who was a chef. We lived in a 3 room trailer, I often drank fresh milk from my uncles farm that my father worked for when laid off just to provide us with something nutritious. I wore the same sneakers for more than one school year, had hand me down clothes from my 3 sisters, had Christmas' that most now a days would laugh at. I was 13 or so when my parents finally got 2 cars instead of having to share one. No complications, hard times worked through easily...we were happier then....when things were simpler.

A poem of who I AM

I may... I may not be a model, I may not be your ideal; At least I know who ever I am, I always keep it real. I dont have to be thin to catch an eye, I only have to do is smile when I walk by. See I shake my ass, and it really moves - catchin the eye of all the dudes. Men like all women, theres no secret to that - But they love us girl who are really Phat. Hips that swish, breasts that bounce - thats want they want, ounce for ounce. So dont say im wrong for the size that I am All your doin is hatin Cuz you want my man!
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