Nearly Caught My Death

I saw a man

And he saw me

His eyes could kill

I had to flee

Was nearly home

Thought I was free

But blinding lights

I could not see

The truck passed by

I flipped him, gee

He slammed his breaks

Hard as can be

One inch from death

I need whiskey

To calm me down

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Seriously! This just happened. I am sooooo stupid. I had a craving and thought, well, December is my free zone where I can eat what I want so why not go to Schlotsky’s and get my favorite pizza in the world (their chicken pesto pizza just rocks my socks off!) and as I drive away, this dude is standing there, alone, with killing in his eyes. He saw me see him and I drove away as quickly as I could without seeming suspicious.  Yikes.

I think I’ve made it home free and I turn on my road and this jerk in a truck pulls in behind me with his brights! Honestly, when he braked right in front of me (and I know he could not see me flip him off because it’s dark as death out there, but yes, I know I should not have done it. Anyway….) I thought he was going to get out of his truck and shoot my sorry a**. Scared the bejibbers out of me.

Next time I have a craving, I will tell myself to bite me. I will find something in the house.  Honey, I’m lucky to be aliiiiive. Maybe it sounds a little dramatic but it was really scary and my heart is still racing. Time for a little firenog (eggnog and Fireball). Fireball is cinnamon whiskey and I’m not a big whiskey drinker but it’s pretty nice mixed with eggnog. Mmmmmm…

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Living in Such a Way

It’s about living your life every day
And living in such a way
That you make a difference with the small things
You assist with what the universe brings
Pay attention

Life is not just about looking for your one big purpose
It’s about living in the moment and being of service
There are people around that need a helping hand
It doesn’t have to be a gesture that’s so beyond grand
It could be so small

Helping someone pick up something that they dropped
Buying someone’s coffee behind you while you’re stopped
Paying a few bucks for the person behind you at the drive thru
Keep your eyes open for what you can do

The universe will reward you
But don’t do it just because it’s the right thing to do
Do it because you want to

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Hallie asked me yesterday where I get my inspiration from. Let me know if you’d be interested in my sharing this with you. I suppose it could be helpful to other creatives out there.

This one was inspired by watching Kevin Probably Saves the World. It comes on Tuesday nights, though they are on a holiday break till Jan 2 – best show on tv and Jason Ritter is the only person who could have done this role justice. I was watching it on the DVR tonight and it was something Kevin said that struck a chord with me. He said (and I paraphrase),

“It’s not about looking to do a grand gesture. It’s about each moment. It’s about helping someone out. The small things. Not because you know it’s the right thing but because you want to.”

I’m telling you right now, I cry with each episode. Not because it’s sad because it’s not sad. It’s heartwarming and I think if everyone watched it, the world would be a better, more peaceful place. I’m just sayin’…

The Countdown is On!

20 days to go till the January challenge begins!!

LIVING A PLANT-BASED DIET for 30-31+ days!!

I will probably lose some weight, maybe lose some bad eating habits (I admit… I’m Carol and I am a junk food junkie), and hopefully not lose my mind during this very challenging,,, well, challenge.

Dec 15-26 cut back to 1 cup coffee per day
Dec 27-31 no more coffee, no more wine or cheese or milk
OR should I make it harder on myself and start ‘cold turkey’ on Jan 1 since that’s when it officially begins?

You be the judge. I’ll go with the majority.

She Chose Her Life

She dances in the rain
And doesn’t care who sees
She never claims to be sane
She’s as free as can be

Doesn’t care what they say
Couldn’t care less ’bout that
She made herself this way
Gossipers she winks at

She lives on her own terms
She knows she gets one dance
The happiness is hers
If she decides the chance

Joy is a choice she made
Not life by circumstance
But choosing her own road
The world is her expanse

#30daysofpoetry

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Hallie asked me today where I get my inspiration from. Let me know if you’d be interested in my sharing this with you. I suppose it could be helpful to other creatives out there.

So today’s was the first line She dances in the rain. It just popped into my head so I typed it in. Then I wondered ‘why did she dance in the rain? What caused her to dance in the rain?’ I just started jotting down more words until, finally, I had it all. Just the first line and I went with it…

Christmas in Mississippi

The sun rises over the Mississippi
Diamonds dance upon the waters
Glowing embers mesmerize
Time spent with sons and daughters

Crackling of wood burning
Bonfires and s’mores
Warm wooly mittens
Decorating chores

Red cheeks and noses
Spiced cider and hot cocoa
Yesterday’s snowmen melting away
Christmas tree lights twinkling in the window

Packages arriving
Gifts being wrapped with special care
Families and friends laughing
Wagging tails and joy-filled eyes everywhere

Treats on the table and the stockings
And hearts filled with connection and love
Everyone filled with gratitude
For everything we’ve received from above

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My Buddy

Living in my shadow

This large fluff-ball of joy

Holds such love in his eyes

A precious little boy

Sweet kisses on my chin

Brings me his special toy

So we play tug of war

My dog I soooooo enjoy

 

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Does True Love Exist?

What is true love?

Are soul mates real?

Are they sent from above?

Do they cause you to feel

That special knowing

That gets your blood flowing?

Is it supposedly magic?

Do soul mates exist?

Or is love supposed to be tragic?

Maybe it’s just something I missed

Never has he been a best friend

Each time I thought he was the one

It always came to an unhealthy end

Should I give up hope and be done?

Perhaps we don’t all get our twin flame

For some, maybe love is meant to be

And others, it’s meant to be pain

Is there really someone for me?

And our paths have just not crossed yet?

How long am I supposed to wait?

Is staying single my best bet?

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Feeling a bit melancholy today. Christmas brings it out, I guess. I’ll never forget one Christmas, this guy I’d been dating had been acting distant. Then on Dec 23, he presented me with a beautiful custom-made ring. I was completely confused, because of how he’d been acting and then not knowing what this ring meant.

On Christmas Eve, he broke up with me. Yup. Best Christmas ever. I asked him, “Why did you have this ring made for me?! Why on earth would you give me a ring, knowing you’re going to break up?!”

Wanna know what his response was?! What a lame ass…

“It’s a special ring for a special person.”

Basically, yes, he knew he was going to break up with me when he had it made. It was meant to be a parting gift. I found out that he’d given another girl he’d dated before me the same parting gift – a different ring that he custom made. As if a ring is going to be this wonderful consolation prize. Yeah, he was a real genius.

I ran into him a couple of years later and he was with the girl he left me for. They were married. She looked exactly like him. Weirdest thing ever! Seriously, she had his face but with longer hair and a bit more junk in her trunk.

No, I’m not bitter. It would just be nice if some of these guys would have a brain. Don’t give a ring as a parting gift, okay, guys? Because that’s really stupid. And if you know you want to break up with a girl, please do it sooner than Christmas Eve. Don’t prolong things. Don’t linger. Just get it done as quickly as you can. You’ll be free and you will maybe not ruin her Christmas.

I’m glad he broke up with me. Because I love where I am in my life. I love that I married someone else and had the daughter of my dreams (better than a dream because it’s real), and I’m glad I divorced him and found happiness again in my freedom from that miserable prison. And I’d do it all again to get that wonderful little (not so little anymore as she’s an adult) person!!!!

Still, I wonder if the one is out there or even if there’s such a thing. I did get the daughter I always prayed for with all the qualities I prayed for. Maybe I’ve had my happiness. Maybe that’s all I need. I have my mom and my daughter – 2 best friends. 2 true loves. I guess not many can say they have two.

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Ghost Town

 

Long set silence and stillness fill the town

Dusk falls and the tumbleweeds roll around

The wind takes speed and the dust billowing

Shrieks of the banshee is wholly harrowing

The distressed saloon doors sway to and fro

With rusty squeaks as the dusty winds blow

A glass appears on the bar and starts filling

Slides down to a ghost as he drops one shilling

Echoes fade in with laughs and piano tunes

Women in low cut dresses and cheap perfume

Apparitions of men in western gear

Guns in holsters, big hats and anger appear

Cards being played and someone’s caught cheating

They rear their fists to commence the beating

Shots reverberate through the bar and the town

Call the doc! Call the priest! There’s two men down!

The air stills and the music fades to gray

The ghostly visions gently whisper away

The bloodstained floor remains to this day

This decrepit town lost in time to decay

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I truly wanted to keep going with this, as a story began to ensue, but honestly, it’s almost 10 and I have many other things to do. Anywho, I hope you enjoyed it and I’ll try to make more time for tomorrow’s poem.

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Be Daring – Be Amazing – Do Yo Thang

Sitting staring at empty space

You wonder what in the world to place there

You procrastinate and gaze into space with a glare

Thinking to yourself you had the whole day to prepare

You waste time by settling on the first thing you ensnare

And you jot down anything and you think it’s complete crap but beware

You just review what you wrote and you think, “Wow, I pulled that out of thin air.”

Still thinking it’s lame but do not despair

There’s a nugget of wisdom I wanted to share

Writer’s block is a thief in the night, you think, but be aware

It’s you, yourself that bars to path to everywhere

You can go anywhere you please if you allow and declare

Just move through the motions and try if you dare

To enjoy the journey without limiting yourself – do not scare

Keep going and doing and you’ll accomplish it, I swear

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So this is me

Without any

Creativity

 

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I am counting down. I am loving this #30daysofpoetry – even when my mind is too sleepy/tired to come up with anything better, but at least I came up with a true nugget of wisdom. Keep going, keep doing, keep trying. If you’re sitting there and can think of nothing to write, my best practice is to write complete gibberish/ insanity/ rubbish – and as you go along, you eventually arrive somewhere you didn’t think you’d travel, especially from the place you started.

Doing is better than staring.

Just write something. Even in a novel, the first draft is usually scrap and the second and third drafts are getting somewhere but you have to have a starting point.

Oh, I’m counting down (I got distracted). Counting down and getting ready for January’s challenge = Living a plant-based diet. Yes, I am enjoying my wine and cheese and my chocolate covered cherries, for now, but I am cutting back on the junk food just a little. I stopped putting sugar in my coffee. I don’t always normally add sugar but I’m pulling away from sugar (my biggest addiction) little by little.

By Dec 15, I will stop all alcohol and cut my coffee back to 1 cup per day till Dec 26, and then I will cut out the coffee, at least till Feb 1. I am looking at recipes for plant-based diets, and I’m looking at moving my blog to wordpress.org. So my domain would be www.adjustingyourfocus.com and cutting out the wordpress add-on. What do you think? I am just thinking of branching out, maybe branding a little, having more room for creativity,  maybe even videos on some days, etc. Whatever ideas or thoughts you have would be most welcome!! Not sure what theme I’m going with. Not sure about monetizing. Not sure about a lot of things but I’m sure I’ll figure it all out.

The plant-based diet thingy is a bit daunting but it’s also very exciting and I’m eager to feel more energy, have a healthier body, healthier skin and hair, etc. And I’m sure losing weight will be a great addition to the package. I’ll be sharing my complaining and my cravings for meat and junk food, wine, cheese, coffee…… the list is really endless here, and I will also share the good parts – really looking forward to all those! Maybe even sharing some recipes of things I come up with, in case anyone chooses to be as crazy as I am.

I know, there’s a lot of you herbivores out there. Not saying you’re crazy. I just feel a bit crazy for jumping into this 30-31 day challenge. But it’s all good. I can handle it. The hardest part is cooking for a hungry teenager who will most likely continue to be begging for meat. The smell of bacon, alone, may cause me to pass out. Watch out for me, Hallie?

The Tiger of Terryville

There he perches night and day

Working for his hourly pay

Nothing can lure his focus astray

He’s waiting for his chance to play

– The tiger of Terryville

No other care has he

As he watches steadily

That rodent will never be free

– The cat has paid his bill

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So this is about me watching my ever starving (or so he claims 24/7)  cat always on the prowl. I saw him crouched down watching something wiggle in the grass and he waited… and he waited… until… he didn’t wait any longer. This has a bit of Tennyson mixed in as his poetry is always stuck in my brain, The Lady of Shalott.

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