poem of the weekend

As we lay on the warm wood,
Broken planks,
Mosquito bites swelled our skin,
Your soft touch and baby skin
Eased my nerves
The city lit our backdrop,
As we drifted off to the angels,
Sinless kisses,
Our lips purged,
Seized two bodies,
Intertwined in a summer’s night.

<3 realization

So I've been going through the photographs of the past four years made into a thousand memories; lost in the back of my mind.

so I finally realized that I need a guy who has their stuff together and know what they want in life. after every needy soul I dated, I know that to find happiness I don't need to be with someone that needs saving. Who knows if my recent findings will last, but I know that being with a man who is kind, knows who he is and what he wants in life is refreshing and feels good. Granted this is new and very early but the sun must arise to shadow me with her smile for a reason right?

<3 I feel good and have hope!

"this song has no title" inspired this one

I’ll paint with my eyes,
The story of you,
How you ended up,
Bare, starving, naked
On the dim-lit sidewalk
While others spit,
And walk by,
You come alive,
Through my eyes

: )

Something about you makes me weak in the knees:~)

ooochyyyy walllyywalllyyy

We love him. and I, usually can stay even tempered with him; but tonight, no! the noise is rubbish yells, barley words, but rather fluttering hands, rudely dancing around a cold room. un-welcomed, un-wanted, deep breaths, inhale the laughter that flew around the porch only two hours ago. makes me feel awful for needing a break, I love all of my family dearly, but when my buttons get pushed, which is rare...drowning in good music away from the noise is my savor!

I need to figure out if photography is really what I want to do? I love making images and the free-flowing beauty, but then I love helping people, I always have. as cliche as it is, I really want to make a difference in this world, and believe I can. I always said, I have to save the children. There are so many people that need voices, and I know I have a strong enough voice to speak up, but in what way? I can make images that speak of injustice and educate, but then I can talk to people and help them psychologically, or be a social worker and make sure kids are safe and in good care. I would love to be a foster mom; but having to let a child go when they are put into a new home would be hard for me, I am not good with goodbyes. Just thinking about all the kids i've worked with who I had to part with, I tear up a little. And even though I know you cannot help everyone you try, its hard when you know you've let someone down as well. Jessica Robinson, was a beautiful young lady who was put in and out of the system and her needs were not being met and all I could do back then was listen to her and give her the little advice I could. A high school kid has even less of a chance then working the system then a college student. I hope Jessica is doing good though, and hopefully she is heading off to college.

so many people come in and out of our lives and for reasons, not always known. sometimes its wonderful and sometimes it not. But I feel there is always a reason and something to be learned. anyways this post is long. dancing is in order for my sanity suburban legends is an awesome band!

peace, love, happiness and hugs!

poem of the day :~)

Your soft finger’s massaged my arm in circles
A spinning wheel I was, falling fast into a trance,
As we laird on the couch,
You kept resting your head on my bosom,
And I played with baby soft hair,
As we woke and re-awoke to the rising sun,
Before drifting off to slumber with the angels.

fourth of happiness and good people

~It's a good day~ Kay Star!

Yes, it's a good day for singin' a song,
And it's a good day for movin' along;
Yes, it's a good day, how could anything go wrong,
A good day from mornin' till night.

Yes, it's a good day for shinin' your shoes,
And it's a good day for losin' the blues;
Ev'rything to gain and nothin' to lose,
'Cause it's a good day from mornin' till night.

I said to the sun, "good mornin', sun.
Rise and shine, today"
You know you've gotta get goin'
If you're gonna make a showin'
And you know you've got the right of way

'Cause it's a good day for payin' your bills;
And it's a good day for curin' your ills,
So take a deep breath and throw away your pills;
'Cause it's a good day from mornin' till night.

the fourth brought upon happiness and good times! running on a kids back was extremely fun :~) these new friends are radically awesome :~) lets make the summer ours and continue till fall and spring and so forth :~)

UURRRHHHHHHHH SHE WAS 6!

How the fuck do you take a 6 yr old girl into your house....inject her with cocaine and try to bondage her! Shine should be locked up for life! the emotional and physical damage that this girl has to deal with is going to affect her for the rest of her life! she is 6! why do men think they can rape girls, young women and adult women and have it be ok! how do they not see the terror and pain? do they really want to be that dominating that abusing us makes them feel better? because guess WHAT ABUSING SOMEONE DOES NOT MAKE YOU BETTER...ACTUALLY YOU ARE WEAKER BECAUSE YOU DID NOT HAVE THE STRENGTH TO HOLD BACK YOUR ANGER! SAME GOES FOR WOMEN ABUSING MEN! NO MATTER WOMEN OR MAN ITS WRONG!! UGHHHHH THIS MAKES ME SOOO MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOW PEOPLE THINK THEY CAN USE OTHER PEOPLE! EVERYWHERE WOMEN AND YOUNG GIRLS ARE PUT INTO THE SLAVE TRADE...I learned today about the runaway teenage girl in America trade...where they are sent over seas...instead of like other countries where they are sent here! Maybe someday evil blooded people will wake up and see the light! until then MANDATED REPORTERS WHEN YOU KNOW SOMEHTING IS WRONG!

ACT UP AND SPEAK FOR THOSE WHO DON'T HAVE A VOICE!