The girl that I have left behind to be the gal I’m now

Has given up the pony and the Cessna and the plow

Has tried to be the one you want

Has willed her to conform

To what the world expects of her

To something close to norm

Still inside desire rages

To burn with passioned fire

To fuel and feed the inner need, to swim in mad desire

The girl of dreams and passions, now a woman quite subdued

But such intensive energy to this pull off, is used

And so she must imbibe to find or rather somehow loose

The fierce and fighting woman who is strangled by the noose

 Of modern thought and civil tongue and proper frame of mind

And so the gal her holy girl, has had to leave behind

But set upon me, stoke the flame, and brother you will see,

The holy fire an ember still

Alive inside of me

There is always a poem adrift in my soul

A word or a phrase, just a part, not the whole

Alert, waiting feelings, impressions or clues

What I am to me or what you am to you.

I think in parade songs, in lyric and rhyme

But I try to translate to

Fit in with the time.

 I try not to singsong

My thoughts, words, or feelings

For the sensible man is left

 His head reeling,

When quite unexpected I break into song

Where lyrics and movie lines don’t quite belong

In pleasant conversation

They sound quite absurd

My disguise is lost, I’m revealed as a nerd

Of greatest proportions and amply supply

When iambic pentameter soars to the sky.

Oh why bother? I wonder, the struggle is real,

In a world of keep cool, when I feel how I feel!

That the world is a wonder and I wonder why

Everyone is not smitten to rhyme and sing, oh fly!

Priority Two And Four

Will the floors, once swept, stay spotless?
Will small hands let neat things be?
No, but small eyes filled with wonder
Are the best through which to see!
Will these tired bones so weary
Ever get their fill of rest?
No, but playing on the floor with
Two and Four, is quite the best!
In the ever shrinking hours
Between awake and half asleep
Will the dishes once stay done?
No, but dishes, they will keep.
For I'm watching Two and Four
And they're escaping childhood's bliss.
So before I give a care for clean
I'll give them each a kiss!

Returning I Find

Was This March?

This blank page looks familiar!

I must have thought of SOMETHING!

But, as often is the case, apparently, something else happened!

Actually, a lot of something else's........

Some worth mentioning.......

A lot of bubble blowing, pool splashing, garden working, movie watching, wine drinking...

Some, well, lets let them pass without note for now....

But hey!  July is coming, and it is Hot!!

So! More bubbles and pool splashing, and wine!

Peace Out!

Because He Lives, in Oh! Gee! Minor

 

 

 

The Body Beside

If I should wake

in darkest night

from outward terror

or inward fright

and lay in breathless

creeping dread

suspecting you

or I were dead

long moments pass

(as seconds seem)

when captured in

a haunting dream

if you but breath

I've often found

it takes no more

to turn all 'round

from certain and

impending doom

to resting safely

in our room



When Movies Speak to You (and you know it!)

Here's your sign...
Yesterday, as I was recovering from a tummy bug, I decided to watch a movie. The only thing of interest was Julie & Julia, which I had seen before and knew I would  enjoy. I didn't remember much about it other than the premise, so to me, it was like a visit from a friend. Like a visit from a friend who knows me so well, and loves me, and wanted to encourage me!
I will tell you why...
Julie, is a girl longing for a call to meaning and purpose. Julia, is Julia Child, now famous American /French cook, who set out to write a book. a cook book for American housewives who wanted to cook great French food.
The stars are some of my favorite! Meryl Streep, Amy Adams, Stanley Tucci... And of course they were wonderful in this touching film!
What does this have to do with me? Why blog about a movie?
Well,  Julie, in this story, sets up a challenge for herself, to cook every recipe in Julia's book in one year. She is a writer, who had not been writing, so she chose to blog. She is a starter who was not great on finishing, so she set a goal with a deadline. She loved her husband, loved to cook, loved to eat, (everything is better with butter!) loved to write, and needed a thing all her own to be an expression of her loves and gifts.
I... am a writer. I have been a writer all of my life! (Later I will share some early Robin L. Naeger from when I was just Robin Riesel!) I am a great starter! However, the book The Magic Candle, which will be published in a month or so, is my first published work, but only because I set a goal to finish it! My first story, Miss Angel, will be next! But I thought of that one 18 years ago! (it was only done in my head!)
I love my husband. I love to cook. I love to write. And so... here we go!