17 sept 2011 > 21/12/3 > Universe/hanged one/empress
How do you feel affected by Earth, Fire, Air and Water?
What’s not working that needs you to give it a new perspective?
What is missing that you need to fulfill your creative life?
Gamornin’ East Lansing. Old friends flood the psyche with youth’s wanton history. We celebrate each other with out stories of remembrance and a little too much wine and tequila. There is no doubt that us girls look way better than most of the boys. Sorry guys. I think it’s our skin care programs. HAAAAA…
Poems this a.m. are my scrambled morning brain giving to some wandering…
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I remember when
we became blood sisters
jabbing the needle in our finger
blood drops of teenage passion
fused to our forever kinship
I remember when
we buried our time capsule
dug the dirt hole in the alley
laid our treasures of the heart
for some future incomprehensible
I remember when
teenage love hurt the heart
sobbing the impossible pain
in writhing words of anguish
to ear’s of your best friend
I remember so much
I remember nothing
I remember it all
I remember when
I give my self to the remembering
for history’s rock n’ roll
the tender violent hold
of teenagers that grew old
with all their memories untold
pouring it out between sips of booze
I remember so much
I remember it all
I remember nothing
I remember when..
Hope you`re reading this one during your reunion…have a great time girlfriend!!
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Ahhh…what pure emotion…those rich, irreplaceable memories. “I remember nothing/I remember when…” Beautiful! Also, “I give myself to the remembering/for history’s rock ‘n roll/the tender violent hold/of teenagers that grow old/with all their memories untold…” Yeah!
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