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Re: Dear Diary

Post by SadLuckDame » October 27th, 2010, 9:42 pm

Dear Diary,

After 7 on a work night,
I'm tired, but also reading,
reading Ragged Dick.
Poor boy and don't he knows it,
but he seems alright.

He wants to eat, I want to, too.
We're not gonna make it out of this alive
let's make it a good one,
I'm hungry

pass the meat.

It's a good thing we gots
each other, talking through dinner
and a movie, great dates.
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll

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Re: Dear Diary

Post by short timer » October 28th, 2010, 11:12 am

Dear Diary what is in a name?
This one cost me dearly
Why Sisterly Chats Make People Happier
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/10/26/healt ... ef=general
I never tried to murder my sister, I suppose that ought to count for something.

I am another person besides her mother she blames for her unhappiness.

Well I have gone through almost fourteen hundred dollars this month. I guess it was worth it.

She has not been complaining about money lately.

Of any woman I know she can go from Shirley Temple to Sylvia Plath in a heart beat.

I can't blame her for resenting men. I suppose all women do, most men resent women too I suppose.

But with a father like ours who can blame her for hating men. Using us. And loving us too. Nurturing bitch.

I do not wish to die among her family.
in the meantime I search for poetry



Not that it matters
so much for now my dearest diary
my feminine friend
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Re: Dear Diary

Post by SadLuckDame » November 6th, 2010, 11:22 pm

yinging my yanging
I don't know what I'd do
if it were only women,

they think we're in this together,
women think 'Well, we're women.",
but women are never much alike,
though I likes the ones I likes...

men are good to get to
to forget all about the women,
when we regret she said that.
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll

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Re: Dear Diary

Post by stilltrucking » November 7th, 2010, 2:09 pm

Dear Diary,
I tore a page out of you the other day. boy oh boy repression is a bitch
trying to remember what it was about besides my putz
oh yeah now I remember what it was about. A movie.
I stumbled on a soft porn flick called The Devil Wear's Nada. I started watching it because I misread the title. I was wondering if the blonde was Meryl Streep... Then I realized my mistake and I decided to watch the Three Sooges instead.


I like typing sisters
they all have one thing in common for me
The mystery.

In the year 71 A.F. (after freud) I have lost my desire to know what she wants. I am no longer curious. I am a dead cat.

Yes all women are different but they all have one thing in common for me.

Be she a college girl or a factory girl
she is a pearl
She may be high society or just a good old fashioned girl
D G
When she was made she pulled the shade on Mother Nature's pearl
thanks for being my pal
dear secrete diary.

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Re: Dear Diary

Post by SadLuckDame » November 7th, 2010, 9:32 pm

A comfort to know,
I'm sure I'll rest easier
so many women
and all alike
in a man's eyes.

Mattiawit spit fire,
she road a hurricane
and called it by name

curled her long torso
around the pit of it,

it's heat
her heat,
it's rain,
her mess

when she filled fierce,
her piecey insides went
to explode

throwing her heart
into bits of song

her heart like a drum,
she wasn't all kind,
she wasn't all mad

I touched her pearl side
and she opened her mouth.
I've Mattiawit spit fire
on my tongue

or something likes that,
I've a heart song.

Mattiawit the legend of the snake with gift of songs.
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll

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Re: Dear Diary

Post by stilltrucking » November 8th, 2010, 3:22 am

Dear Diary

A rose is a rose is a woman
A woman is a woman is a rose


And I could not bear to watch that movie
Because after thirty years
the ache was too great.

Yes love gnawed me then
and gnaws me still
I am a ghost.

From the Legend of the Ghost and Priest

'In life, love gnawed my skin
To this white bone;
What love did then, love does now:
Gnaws me through.'
Yes I have re-vergified my self
Thank you Gail Sheey
it will be thirty one years come February since I touched a woman
Except for one time in a Sweet erotic Dream
when Silent Woman came to me
Or maybe it was Anne Sexton
or some one else
who looked like her came to me

Dear Diary
I Am
Dreaming my life away

Yes Saint Anne
"We must all eat beautiful women"
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Re: Dear Diary

Post by SadLuckDame » November 8th, 2010, 7:47 am

I'm of the same situation
minus the time invested,
but enough time to render me
lonely little up-turned poppy.

I'm a lone poppy up-turned
groaning in the soil.

I began this adventure to become
and to get somewhere other,
but now I know too much death on the wait
too much knowing of risk to wither
too soonly,

I've not been found
captured within his step
crushed under foot,
all I've had was the wait.

What a blow,
the pearl stayed
clammed within wall,
no seekers breech the ocean,
echo from hollow on the insides,
only my shivering voice,
such a haunting,
such ghost
within.
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll

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Re: Dear Diary

Post by SadLuckDame » November 8th, 2010, 7:56 am

Dear diary,

it does ache,
so much so
I wake up.
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll

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Re: Dear Diary

Post by stilltrucking » November 8th, 2010, 1:16 pm

Ah well Dear Diary
I might as well take a nap
I been sleeping this long I might as well keep on dreaming

Pop Quiz for ya
dear diary
hard rock or soft rock
two kinds of women
thems that can count
and thems that cant

Intriguing to me how fixated women become on other women they dont like.
She carries that Bible around like it is a manual for telling lies. Do I frighten her? She frightens me. A selfish little girl who knows how to make babies.

I tell the kid someday his daughter may need her dad, but for right now he needs to take care of himself. But he wants to see his daughter, I think we should go to church and meet if he wants to see her. That child's mother scares the beejeezus out of me. Worse than the nuns from St Leo's in their long black witches habits. Cross the street when I saw them coming towards me on the sidewalks of balitmore.

Thinking about what I want from woman. Ha! I can live without them.
I just want to ride my motorcycle, sail my boat to Ireland, and get laid about every thirty years or so.

so there it is dear diary

I never had an erotic dream about the woman the professors wives called "the blond bitch" but how I have loved her poetry.
And wanted to be her thunderbird.
her "mad girl's love song"

Well so much for a respite here in my secrete diary
now I must return to bedlam
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Re: Dear Diary

Post by stilltrucking » November 8th, 2010, 5:51 pm

Dear Diary

The kid makes me so grateful to be old
We almost lost him
That motorcycle wreck was no accident to me

Of course she could not have those babies without his lies too.

Thirty years almost thirty one
Obviously I have state my standards too high
I wish he would raise his some.

Ah look at me
I am old but I am happy
to be almost out of testosterone
even with the ghostly ache
like a phantom limb
i felt the fire down below.

most of all I dread his mother with her woman on woman rants

And there must be a way out of here for me.
besides getting stoned every day.

that is it diary
sufficient for this day

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Re: Dear Diary

Post by tinkerjack » November 9th, 2010, 2:30 pm

Dear Diary

It would not be so sad if she was really a little girl, but she is a woman in her forties, and he is twenty years younger than her. She ain't right, it takes one to know one I suppose, but she not right. I want to take that bible from her and spit on it. Maybe that would get her attention.

I think she needs an exorcism.

So much for bummers today.

On the upside I spent Seven Years in Tibet, and said Yes a million times today. Laughed a lot, good belly laughs watching Jim Carey, and moved to tears watching Brad Pit in Tibet.

I saw a woolly caterpillar and wanted to take a picture so bad but the camera was not handy. I thought about trapping it under a glass while I went and got my camera but thought about those Tibetan monks relocating the earth worms and I did not want to mess with Mr. Caterpillar so I will try to keep the camera more handy.

Life
goes on
will it be bitter winter if you ruin a woolly caterpillar's day?


Diaries are such chick things
I dig chick things
I just don't want to be like a chick
I want them to be more like me
I am an idiot
I should delete this.
Define Chick:
(woman, usually young). Sometimes perceived as disrespectful of women.
http://www.reference.com/browse/deelie
no disrespect intended
I should use more emoticons
but they are such chick things :wink:
all women are chicks to me
except for those older than I am.

Kerouac, in On The Road, "She was going to grow up to be a real gone chick" I wonder what he meant by that?

I dig a google search for 'Kerouac + real gone chick and got this
The Long Slow Death of jack Kerouac by Jim Christy
This book would better be titled: A Short, Superficial, Almost Completely Unannotated Biography of Jack Kerouac and How Cool I Am by Jim Christy. To read this is to read about Jack Kerouac by the only man who claims to REALLY understand him. He gives no reason for you to believe this except his own allegations that it's true. He makes his own mistakes also (the song Beatnik Fly was recorded by "Johnny and the Hurricanes" not "Jay and the Hurricanes" for instance ). The ones that I saw were admittedly small but it led me to believe that there could be many more since most of his information is based on his own experiences and not even one remotely reliable source can be supplied. Lastly, he feels that he must defame other biographers,saying that Ann Charters book is "the worst" and that Nicosia,s Memory Babe should be read "under eyebrows raised high as they"ll go" If that is true then NOTHING in this book should be believed. The notes on the back of the jacket pretty much say it:"Kerouac thought of himself as a serious religious writer and never failed to stress this fact to anyone who would listen. Most didn't. Jim Christy did." And you had better believe old Jim but I sure don't know why.
I wonder how I would feel if I had a great granddaughter,
happy I think.
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Re: Dear Diary

Post by SadLuckDame » November 9th, 2010, 8:13 pm

Wait! Don't delete it
it made me feel funny
like a little girl,
but all growed up of course.

Just the thing I needed, ty u.

The woolly bears!
I'm happy.
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll

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Re: Dear Diary

Post by Doreen Peri » November 10th, 2010, 2:40 pm

Dear Diary,
It's been one helluva week.
The autumn leaves are at their peak
in color, chilly nights and days, the
squirrels are nesting in my gutters,
and I continue to examine the ways
of the earth, why my mother had
given birth to me to begin with,
I don't know.

I've had a few highs, but mostly been low,
trying so hard to show enthusiasm, and yet
I get so tired when it's half way through the
afternoon, I just can't wait for night, so soon
I will be able to sleep. To keep my eyes open,
I use paperclips or toothpicks. These are tricks
learned from watching cartoons, though I
can't quite remember which animated character
did such a thing. Perhaps I actually made it up
but when I lose my energy, I simply pour another cup
of coffee and when the caffeine wears off, I have
a cigarette, cough up phlem, back to the work
and job search again.

Dear Diary,
this note is quite depressing.
It's like some alien force is messing with my mind.
I simply cannot find the time to fit in all that needs
doing. And so I spend my time shooing away the
rodents from my eaves, getting down on my knees
to pick up pieces of my soul torn from whole to bits
which the vacuum missed. While I'm down there,
I kiss the floor I walk on and figure I might as well pray,
even though I don't know what it means, and then comes
the streams of conscious clutter which I'm unable to clear.

Dear Diary,
what would you pray for if you were me, dear?
Would you pray for time or resolution? Would you pray
for options or solutions? Would you pray for a day
to wake up energy-filled with a passion to go on?
Or would you pray that the day would be gone
and night would finally come, so darkness would
succumb your busy head, at least? Would you pray
for rest? Or would you pray for peace?

Dear Diary,
I have nothing more to say today.
I will check back with you again tomorrow and hopefully
you will finally reply to answer my incessant queries.
But I am becoming quite leery of talking to you since I've been
doing so for several years and it's quite clear you have never
answered back. Diary, dear, is it because you lack
the words to respond? Or is it because you simply want
to let me rant, to chant my verse aloud, the sound of it
empty like the silence between notes, yet clattered like
a train engine? What is the purpose of these diary sessions?
I would really like to know.

Dear Diary,
There is one thing I must tell you before I go.
I'm happy that you do not have a psychologist degree.
Because it's quite apparent you aren't charging me.
And for that, my dear, I am grateful since I'd be
running up a bill that's rather steep. And though
I do not know what the purpose is in my writing you,
I know one thing if I know anything at all.
I know each penny is a penny I must keep
so I'm very glad your services, as little as they're worth,
are offered to me so cheap.

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Re: Dear Diary

Post by still.trucking » November 10th, 2010, 9:00 pm

dear diary

I think I made her up inside my head
"flesh and blood needs flesh and blood"
not an "angel of the center fold"
Mad Girl's Love Song

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
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Re: Dear Diary

Post by SadLuckDame » November 11th, 2010, 12:07 am

When I, when I, when you
and I, when you,
when it all gets to being
complicated

I go
to when I
was going
to go,
than I
just forgot
all complications

when you
and you,
then you

and I
knew all could be
complicated

if we
allowed
it to be

or when we
knew
it could be

too easy
too easy

when I, when I, when you
went to free, to free
freely let go
to be
when we, when we, when we
`Do you know, I was so angry, Kitty,' Alice went on...`when I saw all the mischief you had been doing, I was very nearly opening the window, and putting you out into the snow! And you'd have deserved it, you
little mischievous darling!
~Lewis Carroll

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