"She is gone but the joke's the same..."

"Well I'm on my way; I don't know where I'm going..."

"Keats and Yeats are on your side while Wilde is on mine..."

"I know it's everybody's sin; you got to lose to know how to win..."

"But if you try sometime you find you get what you need..."

"I know everything sucks, and this won't be the last time you hear me complain..."

"Keep me safe from my trouble and pain..."

"But in the end know that you got nothin to lose..."

I'd been writing poetry again, but about a week ago, I switched the creative juices from writing to crocheting. I've been jotting down lines, though, so I have all of these epic lines from unwritten poems. I think that this weekend I'll see if I can write some poems around these solitary thoughts and hope to get something meaningful from it.

"I got lost in the sounds I hear in my mind..."

"I like watching the puddles gather rain..."

"Don't they know, it's the end of the world; it ended when you said goodbye..."

"I'm looking for a complication; looking cause I'm tired of trying..."

"I can see clearly now, the rain is gone..."

"The braying sheep on my TV screen make this boy shout, make this boy scream..."

I've been avoiding the internet lately, keeping away from Facebook and news sites and anything else that may make me upset/angry. I had a weak moment today and was on FB for a bit and was reminded why I went away...

I think I should crochet a bubble for J and I to live in. And then I can ship the crochet bubble to Norway where we can live happily ever after.

"And when you jump up, the earth wants you back..."

"You said the moon was ours, to hell with the day..."

"You can all just kiss off into the air..."

"And I've written pages upon pages trying to rid you from my bones..."

"We could be heroes just for one day..."

"Life goes on, bra..."

"So baby can't you see; I've got to break free..."

Today was a pretty fantastic day. I wrote about 15 new poems, and even had a conversation with my friend Moonflower, where we only replied to each other in haiku. I'm going to work on some more tonight, and hopefully will get around to posting a few yet this week.

Tonight, however, has been less fantastic, but it's made me think a lot (in a good way). I think I have a better understanding of certain aspects of my life, so hopefully new, good things will be on the way for me. *crosses her fingers*

Time to write a bit, and hopefully sleep a lot.

"Your head will collapse when there's nothing in it and you'll ask yourself..."

"A 40oz to freedom is the only chance I have to feel good even though I feel bad..."

"And the operator says forty cents more for the next three minutes..."

After a few days of funk (not the psychedelic kind), I had a good Mother's Day with my boy. Lots of music, pictures, and birds distracted me from the woes of life, which was much needed. I wish every day was Mother's Day. :)

"I don't want to get a mortgage or think of when I'm 63..."

"What's in your head, in your head..."

"But I've been tired from the minute I woke..."

I think my PC died. Woe is me. :(

"It's weird, but mostly wonderful, dear..."

"Today, today, is gonna be a better one..."

"It's been a long, long time coming..."

Had my 2nd and last night of hospice training tonight. Had some good talks with the other volunteers and about my aspirations for the next couple of years regarding my career and life. Feeling some motivation again to go back to school. I want to do it. I've been talking about doing it for a while now...I just haven't done anything to DO it.

Anyway, I got a new book from the library last week that I finally cracked open today. It's about Russ Feingold, and he's pretty much the coolest guy in the world. If I could have a Feingold action figure, I'd be the happiest person ever. After this, I have a couple of books by Chomsky that I've been meaning to read but have never gotten around to. Too much to do, too little time. Why must life be that way? Perhaps I need to start sleeping less again. It used to be involuntary insomnia, but now I almost want to make myself sleep less so that I have time to do everything that I want to do. *sigh*

For now, I'm off to read about my former US Senator and hopefully get myself feeling a bit creative before I become too sleepy. I only work for 5 hours tomorrow, so I think I can get myself to stay up a wee bit late tonight. Either way, I'll most likely be offline for the rest of the night. Needing to disconnect a bit again from all of the social media outlets that seem to take over my life when I'm not paying attention. Bad internets. Bad.

"Celebrate spring with a crazy little thing called..."