Orange record player
First class ticket out of Dodge
“Puppy Love” express
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I vaguely remember, the time when I was just little… and my older brother taught me how to write my name.
I remember being very proud of myself. My brother seemed proud of me too. And he told me that we could now play a game… a great, fun, NEW game. I eagerly and happily awaited his instructions. I would do just about anything my older brother told me to do when I was little. Something I grew out of, thankfully, but not before learning some lessons the hard way. This was going to be one of those lessons.
I remember my brother giving me an orange crayon… and he said, “I’m going to go out of your room and count to 100. When I come back in, anything that does not have your name on it – is mine.”
Today, I didn’t write a poem, or anything else for that matter (other than 5000 emails)… but, have been listening to some favorite tunes while working… This is one of my all time fav’s… has been for a very long time, and probably always will be. So, I thought I’d share it here in it’s entirety – and without one of my personal poems cluttering it up…
The Wall
“I’m woven in a fantasy
I can’t believe the things I see
The path that I have chosen now
has led me to a wall
And with each passing day
I feel a little more like something dear was lost
It rises now before me
a dark and silent barrier between
All I am
and all that I would ever want be
It’s just a travesty
towering
marking off the boundaries my spirit
would erase
He loved vinyl
and he loved her
as if she was his
favorite record.
He promised his love to her
again and again.
Told her she was music
to his ears,
the best medicine
for his soul,
and he swore
he could never tire of her.
And so, she let him play her
over and over.
She let him use her song
to lift his spirits,
never knowing he would
wear her out,
beat her down,
and discard her
as if she was any other
scratched and broken record
with the needle stuck
echoing the same old song.
I have been thinking of moving my blog for a while now… for a few very good reasons that probably won’t mean much to anyone else. Mostly, I felt like branching out a little… and felt like it was time for a change. I posted links to here from my old blog – so hopefully folks who still want to find me, will find me. I’ve “met” a lot of very talented and cool people while blogging and I have no intentions of ditching any of you…
Now… if you were hoping to never have to deal with me again – well, here’s your big chance… ;)
This is one of my new favorite songs… to kick off my new blog… =)
Samantha Mariah Jane 