Musing Mind of Wanderingdeerpoet

Goodnight my love Can you hear my heart? Beating for you Naïve enough to still adore you? Listless mind turning Foolish desires Foolish girl I stand still burning Long forgot I’m sure I still get drunk on your memory Played As a favorite record every night My last thought Before I turn off the light.

DOES ANYONE ELSE FIND THAT THE URGE TO BANG YOUR HEAD AGAINST THE NEAREST WALL INCREASES EXPONENTIALLY WHEN ANYONE OVER THE AGE OF 13 ENTERS A ROOM AND OPENS THEIR MOUTH?????!!!!!!

Last night I dreamed about a girl. Not just any girl. I imagined that I had a daughter. She was as real to me as any of my sons Or at least she was in the dream. I was going to lose her. She kept telling me “You are going to lose me.” Then I found that I was waking up. The more awake I felt the further away and smaller she was. Aren’t our minds funny things? As if we don’t have enough suffering in the real world? Now I’m awake and my greatest concern is coffee. But it does make one wonder …

A new day dawns though it appears as any other There is something different in the air- Can you smell it? Just there ... Its change! Perhaps just little things But change nonetheless Hitting us Bombarding as it wills- Knocking down Building up Taking apart Delivering thrills Did you see that one coming? The red on the horizon Is that new? It looks somehow different now that I'm seeing it with you. Those clouds up in the sky Were they always so white as that? I guess they were just hidden by the rim of my Yankees hat! One day yes, one day indeed It will all look different even you and me The lay of the land When we sit or we stand- The earth moved just a bit Did you feel it? And beneath this skin that we shall molt our hearts and minds they will revolt against the old against the grain Its just a random switch in our brains That whisper words into our ears Change Change Change Through the years ... Can you hear them dear? It looks just ...

So my kids ...   They're on summer break right? As parents we all know this is just a conspiracy by the government and "them" (you know who I mean ... t.h.e.m. an acronym for t.eenagers h.ellbent on e.xterminating m.ankind) To what purpose? Driving all the sane parents who are left (our numbers are small)completely off the deep end. As a minority in this country I believe we should stick together.   I keep sending the White House memos about this but my neighbor Mrs.Finch keeps driving by throwing them back at me screaming, "You idiot! Not a white house, the white house!" Her and the President must be on the outs.   Then there's always the fallback theory that they're grooming our survival skills because the hunger games are real and their coming for us. But again I believe this is just misinformation spreading around like bees buzzing in a garden.   By who? Our enemies of course! The children. Back in the war of the sexes ... I feel a flashback...

This morning is a good morning to be alive I’m serious! It is … Close your eyes Now open them again This time deep breath- Taking stock of what all truly separating You from death.   Now then … This morning wanted you to wake up Put something hot and caffeinated in that cup- Wipe the sleep from your eyes And thank your god that you’re alive.   Do you think you can manage that?

         Some days are more explosive than others!!!!!!!!!