Revolution asks
that some sacrifice it all.
Will it be worth it?
Revolution asks
that some sacrifice it all.
Will it be worth it?
A has-been, washed up
before I even began.
Such a promising future
always leads to a dark end
when promises break
and souls cannot mend.
Too late now to go back,
just wipe my brow.
Head down and move forward,
since back is farther down,
time to carry the weight of it all,
remember to smile not frown.
If I prayed, you’d be in them
if I thought there was a chance
to ease the pain you feel.
But prayers can fall flat,
whether you believe or not
since your fate is decided
with just the cut of a thread
unless you find the other end
and tie the tightest knot you know
or maybe super glue will work.
Ferocious,
Elegant,
Lithe,
Intelligent,
Nuanced,
Evil.
I heard Pat the other day,
singing about some battlefield
and my thoughts went to you,
another casualty of the war.
Do you remember saying
that everyone you loved, left?
That every bond you made
was sure to break within time?
I’ve thought a lot on this
as over the years we’ve strayed
and if there was ever a way
our bond could be saved.
But, you always made it sound
as though it was a one-way street
and the more I see it now
I know you are correct.
It was never about us leaving you,
so I see how you could be so sure
that our bond would sever
at the hand of your blade.
I have an eclectic group of followers on here and I feel like I have been falling short of my duties to my short story audience. Once again, I ask for your help. With the help of The Good Fortune Cookie, please cast your vote for my next writing prompt! I promise to deliver a short story sometime this year.
Someday you’ll fall down
with not a soul in sight
and who will save you then?
Someday I will rise
and everyone will see
what you could not.
Someday you will remember
exactly what you had
and someday I will look back
and no longer be mad.
A late lunch again
and my mind drifts to you,
been trying so hard to forget
by inventing things to do
but in this quiet moment
in which my thoughts stray
it finally occurs to me
that I’m the one who got away.
I saw Beauty and the Beast this weekend for the sole fact that Belle was my first crush and I had to see how Emma Watson stacked up against my cartoon crush of childhood. (Yes, I was attracted to girls at the age of three. Baby, I was born this way.) Emma, you were better than I thought, but it seems nothing can compare with the animated beauty voiced by Paige O’Hara. Why am I still single? My standards are not too high.
Why, you ask, was Belle my first crush? (Fun fact: the original pink ranger was my second. To be honest, if I met Amy Jo Johnson today I’d run away with her. That is if Sara Bareilles says “no” first.) Back to Belle, the woman is perfect. She is a unique individual shunned by the town folk, she loves to read, she has a mind of her own, she is brave, she can sing, she is so beautiful that her name means “beauty,” and she has a strong compassion for animals. Maybe too strong, but I digress.
So, if you are thinking of boycotting the film because of the two-second scene where two men dance together, I would suggest you re-think. All in all, this remake was not too bad and there were no absolutely terrible singers cast just for star power. Amanda Bynes in Hairspray cough Russell Crowe in Les Misérables cough Pierce Brosnan in Mamma Mia. Also, nothing screams wholesome American values like kidnapping, bestiality, and misogyny.
The filmmakers even had the decency to do a shout-out to my blog. *Spoiler* Belle reads a passage from one of my favorite plays by Shakespeare and quotes the lines that are inspiration for the title of this blog. Bonus points if you know the play!
So, since my animated dream will never be true, you make decent runner up, Emma Watson. If Sara and Amy fall through, give me a call.
I groom and I groom
but will I ever be clean?
How can this job be finished
since I must look like a queen?
Being a feline is not easy
since the work is never done.
But I’ll look good doing it
even if the work is no fun.