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Blog EntryTime for a changeFeb 6, '07 12:36 AM
for everyone

Yes, even Tam's tire of the treadmill - the steady drone of an existence in fastforward whilst the mental gears grind in reverse. I find I must hammer the gears - add some nitrous and forceably take over the machine again.

I wonder about some of you. Others - I long to connect with as I did just a few months ago. Still others - I'm learning to love. But there are a few of you....I just want to ask you why are you here? Somewhere in the dust and dendrites the banshee rattles her chains and growls - "You shouldn't have to ask....you should know." The banshee never lies. That's why I hate her.

I wonder why the generic invite you sent me was your only point of contact? I wonder why when I vehemently stand against genitalia shots - you set to amass a collection of fools (myself amongst the rabble) only to unveil a random crotch in closeup technicolor. I wonder why when I have never and will never download yahoo IM - you ask me to chat? Perhaps it is your modus operandi to pee in the wheaties of the gullible daily. Mea culpa - the scent should register.

I have some friends here. I have connections. I seek contact. I desire mentors. Are these statements clear enough for you who do not know me? If you aren't already a friend and you think the lion is cute - thank you. But friendships are never formed on the basis of cutesy pics pilfered from the internet. I am a real girl with a real soul and a real spirit. I'm way past sixteen and happily married. The time I have to invest in blessing the lives of others is limited - so please, read me before sending that invite....do us both that favor.

Some of you have never commented on my page. I wonder if I am truly just a collectors shot. I wonder why you keep me? What purpose do I serve? An unread writer....some of you have been with me almost a year and you have never commented. *sighs* For those of you who are newer...its okay. There's time. But for others....I wonder....

It's time for me to reconnect with the dear friends I have here on 360. You are precious to me and you know who you are. Some of you - I used to visit every day. I want that connection back, so I'm goin' for it. (I'm coming to visit - put the tea on) Some of you are newer - and have made an investment of time in me. I thank you for it. I will be returning the favor. And some of you....I suppose I will continue to wonder for the rest of my life. Maybe you will comment. Maybe you won't - but you are more than a headshot....I value your words. So I will be visiting.

for those of you not already on my friends list - if you want to connect - read me first. Comment on a blog or two. Then send a real invite - not a generic one. Its a public blog...you don't have to be on the 'list' to comment, capiche? and if you say something funny, thought provoking, interesting or just plain nice, I'll return the favor. Really.

As always. If I've missed you lately - hit me with an email. This will be the last Tuesday post for awhile. I will also not post on Wednesdays (But I will be bloggin my butt off now on the weekend) I have a job, a worship service, and a class I teach. I don't have time to visit my dear friends here on those days so why blog on those days as well.)

To keep it real....I discovered this week I was placed in favorites hell by a woman I dearly care about. I assume it was because I either offended her by my words....or by the lack of my presence on her page. I simply cannot take you for granted - if I desire your presence. Its give and take, not take and take.

Peace. I'm switching to night time blogging so that I have more time to visit and also - the fat is not going away whilst my butt is in the PC chair...so I must start some type of 'exercise plan' (oh the horror...) and I know if I don't do it immediately in the am - I won't do it at all.

Catch me on thursday evening - I will be my better self. Yes, the weirdo will be back in the drivers seat, but I needed to be real with you...just for today.


Blog EntryEffin' Poetry SPSep 8, '06 12:20 AM
for everyone

Its nunya f***ing bi'nezz

How I have my fun

My fantasy the freak in me

Don't think you know the one



Don't get yourself frustrated

Fire
yourself up in a sexual sweat

This sh*t aint free but you know me

Just a flower that ain't opened yet



Your fists wont fetch no passion

Your tongue won't flick no flame

This feminine food may set your mood

But my plates empty just the same



Don't think some erotic fairy

Gonna visit me in my sleep

Cuz I just freeze when I'm on my knees

Such a bitter promise I gotta keep



Its nunya f***in' bi'nezz

If I sleep alone at night

Wish you could see the woman in me

Get your freak on in the light.



oops. Hate it when I have a poetic fart like this.

TLBoehm


Yeah I had all day to write and compose - and there were flowers and fairies and flames and my butt butted in and wrote a fart - a noxious poetic emission - why why? Why I ask you am I profane? Sigh. Off to find the gentle muse who inspires me and beat her senseless with my mousepad.


The idea was to use the fifteen f words in a poem....so - it does rhyme right?



Blog EntryWhere'd my brain go this time?Aug 23, '06 12:50 AM
for everyone

Sometimes I am amazed at where my brain goes in a morning - or a millisecond. Buffi posted about this in her blog on Monday or Tuesday I think - the random thoughts that travel the dendrite wilderness unabated by logic. We all do it, don't we?


I was thinking of Susan - specifically now that she is on Yahoo....see Susan and Buffi and I - we had this "thing" - this music thing - this band thing. And of the three of us - I am the angst ridden b*tch who has never fully "let it go" - I still want that thing they outgrew. So I am brought back to that place this morning - the soft rain on my window reminding me of Arkansas summer days, and a time when my life was laid out before me in so many sparkling flashpoints of possibility...all faded.


And a sappy poem came to mind (oh my gawd not another implement of torture from the Tammy vault of angst and bad poetry...oh yes - I have to. I am compelled to post bad poetry all over cyberspace....ahh...the sucking sound of alliteration and overextended metaphors...)


So here it is...my random poem. Yesterday I was all pink and happy. Today - not so much. Peace


Lead Me Home


 


The rain falls


Pelting the first yellow leaves


Of autumn


The days grow shorter


The nights cold


 


A warm fire


Chuckles on my hearth


But the embers don’t warm


That freezing part of me


That used to be a beating heart


 


The road to your door


Is endless now


A scorched and twisted rope


Stretched taut around my heart


The miles between us


Take my breath away


 


Can’t believe you’d fade from my life


Radiant like a wispy cloud


Glowing in the final rays of a sunset


Now darkness wraps round me


And the light won’t com on in your window


To lead me home


 


TL Boehm


C: 86 and 11/94


For Evonne


Picture is taken from www.stormeffects.com  (aol search for yellow leaves)



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