Is Monday a good day
to lie to Me?
Or can You wait
’til Tuesday?
I think it’s better
that way
‘Cause I don’t want to
act the way I do on Sunday
Tag: behavior
Sunday Morning Blues in a Hat
She changed everything
About her self
For a man that was
Beneath her
Eclectic this
Once Bohemian that
Who could believe her newfound bliss
(Underneath) And her Sunday morning hat
What a life she has made
That is not her own
Now always seeking shade
Away from the heart and soul she grown
But Sunday morning
Only comes once a week
Six other days worth of scorning
From a carefully twisted tongue that won’t let her speak
Look at her Sunday morning blues
If she wanted to cabaret
All day, twirl and play
Finding the will to say
Is too much, so she chooses to pray for a better day and stay
She wears her Sunday morning hat
So the sky doesn’t see her look up
Unable to clean her feet on her own welcome mat
Horoscope reads like an upside down fortune cup
Everyday, she says hello to her Sunday morning blues
Looking for clues
Hiding from the Who Whos
Before they recognize a new bruise
Such a pretty Sunday morning blue hat
The Ferryman and the Eagle
What paleness precedes
The Ferryman and the Eagle
Arriving with legal tender’s watchful eye
Even crumbled
it watches and often burns like it yearns
As if cultivating a harvest
it stretches beyond boundaries
Where tablecloths once flourished
picnics are back in session at home
Gone are the tele-commuted conference calls
Say welcome to the bedroom attire that
accompanies you to the local grocer
Every pence spent
reaches with anticipation of the next deposit
Maybe the stomach can be fooled
Maybe the mind will give the Ferryman a gift
this Christmas
A time for giving
But Ferryman takes something away
after every delivery
Confidence dwindles when asked who your provider is
No matter how you answer
the Ferryman giggles a bit heartier
Soon, the Eagle will feel the need to stop by
unexpectedly
chirping every day, every minute, every hour
placing demands, making demands
expecting interest
as like peer pressure
The rut of unscheduled visits
Confusion becomes delusion
Until the Ferryman
lets you invite him in
makes himself at home
Uncloaks himself
and settles in and watches with you
a reality TV show
When You Play With Fire
Mama’s told me
So many times
To look people
In the eye when talk to them
If you keep your head down
It puts you closer to the ground
The fire in your heart
goes dim
Mama also did say
If it ain’t nice
Take her advice
Say what you mean
another way
It’s like she sat
On an empire
And you’ll remember that
When you play with fire
Oh, Mama said some things
I just couldn’t concede
Now it’s like Mama sings
Every time I don’t take heed
Mama said
Be careful with all that bliss
Make sure your bed is made
before planting a kiss
Too much of a good thing
is like a sin
That’s one thing I do admire
Went out and bought a ring
I just didn’t want to listen
That’s what I get for playing with fire
Now that anytime I get butterflies
because something doesn’t seem right
I think of Mama’s cries
So I can see the light
I may not have been a good child
I may have run so wild
Trouble made me retire
I’m so tired of playing with fire
To Emulate Her Mother
What womanly sister chooses
to live her life in the shadow of one
woman who loathes herself
Knowing full well that woman’s first
suffered a lie
only death could bow to
What fool is she
who believes life
will treat her differently
May pity come upon her soul
and cover her offspring
Let the shadows play fair
as they stay in the air
Hope should despair
but beware those who occupy her lair
Who is the greater fool?
What force takes her to school?
The 3 Most Important People in the World
“People. People who need People. Are the luckiest People in the World.” These are words sang by the incomparable Barbra Streisand in the 1964 song, “People.” I’ve always been fan of Streisand’s , not so much for her songs, but for her voice. When you hear that powerful voice, you know it’s Barbra. To see her is a different story, simply because not everybody’s voice matches their face; and not everybody’s talking voice lets off that they are one of the greatest singers on the planet. Anyway, let’s get back to that song, “People.” As I got older, I started to pay attention to song lyrics a lot more. I mean, there were times when I would be out in the club or at a house party or even in the park where everybody was jamming only to realize that we all must really like that thumping beat or we all were just idiots and couldn’t hear the absurdity in the ‘music’ the host was playing. The lyrics were complete gibberish. Then again, that was the company I chose to keep. Now, I’m not saying that I’m any better than anybody else. It’s just that I, like many others, will do what we can in order to be able to keep company with some-body else: People.
Over my many years on earth, I have come to terms with the types of people there are that affect us.
- The Person You Have To Know – This is the type of person that is spoken of by everyone. Whether it’s in a positive light or a negative light, this human being becomes a near bane of your existence. You can almost say that this male or female is the “Go-To-Person” for everything. Just being seen in this person’s presence automatically increases your credibility level with anyone doesn’t have the balls to make an effort to show the world you are alive too. Even the tiniest form of verbal communication like a compliment of one’s dress style not only pumps that person’s ego, but does wonders for yours as well. After office hour events with this person is recommended.
- The Person You Should Know But Can’t Have Anything To Do With – Every office has this type of person. The Know-it-All that’s bad for everybody’s image. You must make it a point to make yourself known to this person simply because they have a tendency to make anything (good or bad) fester. If there is no opportunity for you to ever meet, situations and tensions are less easily handled and makes you more insecure about your role in office affairs. Even if you had nothing to do with the ordeal, this person’s back always turned to you could turn into an ulceric-affair.
- The Person You Should Have Absolutely Nothing To Do With – Poison. Aside from knowing who this individual is, you should avoid him or her like the plague. It’s sad to say, there are those who radiate doom and gloom or even just plain bad luck. To acknowledge this person’s presence with a “Hello,” “Good Morning,” “Have a Nice Day,” is more than enough; You’re not totally shunning this person but you are not making any waves to become bosom buddies either. And it’s probably to your advantage to “keep it real” and keep moving.
I am no psychologist. I am only giving my perspective on the types of people I have grown to witness throughout my living days. It’s been through trial and error that led me to come up with these three types of personalities. Aside from the typical introvert (human characteristics or behaviors that keeps one from sharing his or her qualities with others) and the extrovert (exuding characteristics and or behaviors in a manner to social acceptance or relevance), there are those who are comfortable at simply adapting to whatever environment or conditional forces subjected to. For the person who must be a part of any one of these two classes of people, maybe we can all wish them well. Unless, of course, you yourself find the need to jump on that – therapeutic bandwagon. “…People who need people. Are the luckiest People in the World.” Really? Does everybody agree with that? To need – is to yearn, more than desire. The lyrics sound good. They may even have seemed socially relevant at the time Barbra sang them. But… I guess the late Marvin Hamlisch couldn’t transpose “need” with “want.” It definitely would have thrown off the effect and flow of the masterpiece. Either way, music touches us in ways some conversations do. Some of us only pretend to be listening to what the other person is saying. Then again, some of us find it easier to just walk away……….. and not look back.
I still enjoy a good Barbra Streisand melody every now and then. She’s got fame, fortune. What’s best is, she’s got World adoration, true fans that will follow her wherever she may go (some not so economy-permitting). She, on the other hand, doesn’t let them dictate her life. What a personality! For 99.9% of the World, she will never fit into any one of our categories of People.