Don’t Tell Me

Posted by The Pisces Girl in Poetry on Monday Dec 19, 2011

To not feel
it’s not real

I’m crazy
the situation is hazy

It’s all me
of course it is, what else can it be?

Don’t tell me

one thing
but do another

I love you
just like a brother

You don’t
You won’t

It’s okay…
It’s always been this way

But don’t tell me

I’ll pray for you
there’s something wrong with you

Pray for yourself instead
Try to get inside my head
my heart
and see what tears it apart

Just listen, instead of hear
and it all becomes more clear

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Old, White Women

Posted by The Pisces Girl in Poetry on Saturday Oct 29, 2011

Here’s something I’m pulling from my poetry vault-written a few years back. I know I’ve mentioned this before but Schwabs and I really love to travel-particularly focusing on small towns in Texas. One of the reasons why we love to travel is because it’s always an adventure and we never know who and what we will encounter. Generally speaking, we have seen some very cool things and met so many beautiful kinds of people-with interesting stories and memorable personalities. It makes us smile to later reminisce and talk about crazy so-and-so who we met in small town, Texas. But every once in a while, we also encounter people who we’d rather forget. For those people, I wrote this. Hope you’ll find it a good read!

Old, white women
oh my God, you are the worst

For a confident, educated latina
you are my curse

You see me walk into your little boutique-y stores
holding hands with my light skinned husband, one of your own

My painted nails, my shiny ring, my style, my swagger-you hate it all
Beneath your breath, how you grumble and groan

You try your best to put me in my place
You’ll ignore me, or glare, or make a stinky face

But I could care less,
you old, wrinkly dinosaur
I am who I am-nothing less and nothing more

You viewpoint is archaic
I thank God you’re a dying breed

We live in a modern world,
where that kind of attitude no longer serves a need

And it never really did
but when you grew up, you weren’t required to keep your ignorance hid

Wake up, grandma!
You’re lookin’ mighty silly to me

Why don’t you let go of your preset notions
It’s easy to do-just a change of thinking
it requires no magic or potions

We’ll start with something simple
like when I smile at you
you could smile back at me

Just this one little gesture
could set us both free

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Office Nerd

Posted by The Pisces Girl in Humor, Poetry on Friday Sep 9, 2011

Ever heard of separation of church and state? Here’s mine: separation of work and personal life. At work, I’m personable enough to not come off as a raging bitch, but still, I don’t bother to show anyone all of me. Because work is work and my personal life is my safe haven, where I surround myself with only those I trust to see and know the real me.

I didn’t realize this about myself until recently, but apparently, the work me is pretty darn nerdy. Here’s a little something I wrote about it. Hope you enjoy and Happy Friday!!

It’s too pretty to eat inside
and no one asked me if I wanted to join them
or hitch a ride

Not that I mind
’cause sometimes, my own company is the kind I find
the most soothing to my soul

and if I’m sitting at a picnic bench beneath the trees
it gives me the chance to shake off the sterility of the cubicle
and just breathe

Nothing like a midday pick-me-up
listening to the chirping of the birds
and the wind rustling things around
and the sound
of nothing

No computers, no phones, and best of all, no words

Though yeah, sometimes, I look like a loser
’cause I’m convinced I must be the only user
of this picnic table, a little island of nature
amongst an asphalt and office building jungle

“Poor thing!”, they all must think
She sits all alone
no friends to call her own

They don’t know what I do
How nice it is to sit in the peace and quiet
they don’t buy it
but they’re all too scared to try it

So today,
after cliques had gathered and gone
I grabbed my lunch and made my way
to my lonely island

I cleaned the table and prepped my lunch
so excited to be alone with my thoughts

but I hit a snag
when a group of chatty hags
picked up on the same hunch

Up they came
invading my turf
looking at me like I was doing the same

“Go away!”, their eyes said
but in their silence
they snubbed me instead

Ate with their backs turned
like I hadn’t earned
the ‘pleasure’ of their company

Which I still overheard
mindnumbingly boring chatter
my happy solitude shattered

to remind me
at work
I’m still just a big nerd!

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What Stinks?

Posted by The Pisces Girl in Poetry on Thursday Sep 1, 2011

A little something I wrote because I was bored. Hope it makes you giggle!

I heard through the grapevine
that someone thought my poetry shit

My heart sank
and the ink dried up
because I became embarassed of it

But life went on
inspiration gone

To myself, I thought
there’s other talents to pursue
guaranteed to impress the likes of you

Then one day,
I woke up and screamed at the top of my lungs
“Hey! Why do I care what you say anyway?”

And in my fury,
I began to write

Who deemed you judge and jury?
Who died and made you poetry king?
And what have YOU written?
As far as I know, not one damn thing

So, I’m blowing it off
don’t care if you scoff

Other opinions don’t matter
they don’t have the power to shatter
what belongs to me

Words and lines
they’re all mine
and I no longer mind
how they’re defined

You can call them stupid or funny
silliness that won’t bring me fame or money
rudimentary crap
or a big, steaming pile of shit

I’m cool with it
because sometimes, my writing is just like verbal diarrhea

Guess that means you’re not too far from the truth
Yes, sometimes, I am uncouth

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A Prayer for My Country

Posted by The Pisces Girl in Poetry, Spiritual and Personal Growth on Thursday May 26, 2011

For a while now, my mom has been asking me to write a prayer for our country. With unrest going on all over the world, I understand why she makes this request with such urgency.

In the stillness and quiet of this morning, I reflected on how blessed I am to be born in America: a hodge-podge of different cultures, ideas, opportunities and freedoms. This is not to say I don’t appreciate and awe at the magnificence of the rest of the world, but my loyalties and heart will always reside with my homeland.  With that in mind, I jotted this down and hope that you too will find the time to say a quick prayer for your nation-wherever that may be…

Thank you Lord for giving me the blessing of citizenship in a free and democratic country. Where I am allowed to be anything I want to be, without fear of persecution or oppression.

Lord, you have blessed our nation abundantly with freedom, opportunity and prosperity. In these greedy, selfish and troublesome times, please keep your hands over our land, it’s leaders and citizens so that we may not be led astray and have what is necessary to defend ourselves appropriately against those enemies who wish to defeat us.

Please enter the hearts and minds of our leaders. May they forget personal agendas and make decisions with purity, clarity, and for the good of the people they were chosen to represent.

Please extend the hearts and generosity of our people. May we love more, show more compassion, give you more gratitude and praise and share more graciously of our time, energy and resources knowing that to give is to recieve.

In ALL our ways, may your powerful and loving presence stand as the cornerstone. May we always seek to walk in your light.

Amen.

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Little Fat Girl

Posted by The Pisces Girl in Poetry on Monday May 23, 2011

***Happy Monday Errr’body! I’m digging into the vault today and sharing a little something I wrote a good long while ago.

This little fat girl
will surprise you
will get under your skin

She will not give in
to who you think she should be
to who you think she is

She is queen of the double-take
Look once, you might not see it
Look twice, you might find a view that’s quite nice

This little fat girl
is too arrogant for her own good
but she won’t stop loving herself
just because you think she should

Too much time has passed
when she was asked
to put herself down
wear a frown
because she was different

She stood out too much
her appearance was a crutch

Too much time went by
when she would cry
because she was told
who she was
wasn’t enough

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The Only Man

Posted by The Pisces Girl in Poetry on Tuesday May 10, 2011

The only man
who has ever been worth a damn
is you

You, darling
who looks into my eyes
and sees my soul

You are the only one
who has ever taken the time
to see my whole

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San Antonio Lights

Posted by The Pisces Girl in Art Gallery - VRM Studios, Poetry, San Antonio Series, Sold on Wednesday Mar 9, 2011

2010_San Antonio Lights_San Antonio Art_Folk Art

San Antonio Lights, 2010, acrylic, 36x12 inches

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