Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts

Monday, March 7, 2016

Extremely Me


Extremely Me


I’m too extreme

For this reality

The lot of you

Can’t handle the one of me



So I’m sending all my love

My devastated hopes

My broken dreams

Into my next life



The letter will say:



“Dear New Me,

Be true to you

Don’t let them take you down

Like you did last lifetime

Me”

~Cie~

Prompts Used:

Friday, October 24, 2014

OctPoWriMo 2014: Day 24


Can't, Won't, Don't

Helena can't dance
It's like she has no rhythm in the shoes
On her two left feet

Helena has no sense of fashion
It's never been her passion
Her clothes are loose and quirky

Helena rarely puts on makeup
She would rather take up her time on other pursuits
She knows she's no beauty queen

Helena has no tattoos
But she might get one someday
If the wind is blowing just right

~Helena~
 

Word Prompts:

    Dance
    Fashion
    Make-up
    Tattoos

Monday, April 14, 2014

L is for Lanturne



Many ridicule me for being obsessed with creating alternate realities.
Many think I'm a fool for still being involved with such pursuits, owing to the amount of heartache I've suffered because of them.
Why would I keep doing it?
Am I a masochist?
I think the few words below explain what I've been trying to say for nearly 50 years.

Creativity

Love
Magic
 Imagine
Worlds and stories
Dream

~Cie~

Lanturne

The Lanturne is a five-line verse shaped like a Japanese lantern with a syllabic pattern of one, two, three, four, one.

Example #1:

    Swift
Winds blow
threatening,
 a tornado
   grows.

Copyright © 2003 Crystal Rose


http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com

http://www.napowrimo.net

Saturday, April 5, 2014

E is for Epulaeryu


I'll present mine first, then provide an explanation and a sample.

Dia-Beaten

I wish I could just grab food
Without having to
Worry whether it's okay
For me to eat it
Without it raising
Blood sugar
Damn!

~The Cheese~


The Epulaeryu poem is all about delicious food. It consists of seven lines with thirty-three (33) syllables. The first line has seven (7) syllables, the second line five (5), the third line seven (7), the fourth line five (5), the fifth line five (5), the sixth line three (3), and the seventh line has only one (1) syllable which ends with an exclamation mark. The form is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1. Each line has one thought which is about the main course. Therefore, this poetic form, the Epulaeryu, which has corresponding lines built around the main course and ending with an exclamation point, concludes with the ending line expressing the writer’s excitement and feelings about the poem. The poem may be rhymed or unrhymed. The Epulaeryu poem was developed by Joseph Spence, Sr. The name of the poetic form was selected as a result of experiencing the Mediterranean and Far East cultures, and enjoying many succulent and nourishing meals and food during those memorable travels.


Example #1:
Eggs of Easter

Eggs are in the pots steaming
Stove’s flame is gleaming
The smiles will be beaming
Great treat for the kids
Multicolored bids
Easter eggs
Yea!

Copyright © 2006 Joseph Spence, Sr.



Monday, September 16, 2013

Overflow

Colorado-Flooding

The Cheese got into a fix

When driving to work from the sticks

Water rushed onto the road

Hitting like a full load

Of a semi truck filled brimful with bricks

~Cie~

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For those who don't know or couldn't guess, my other blogger name (besides The Real Cie) is Cie Cheesemeister, or Cheesy, the Cheese, or Cheesemeister.
The flood we experienced in the Boulder area was the result of several converging conditions resulting in rivers, creeks and streams rising and standing water becoming overwhelming in certain areas. We experienced as much rainfall in three days as we usually do in an entire year.
The cars that were in the parking garage at work were found to be crushed together in one corner, on top of each other.
If there is danger of flooding, never park in an underground garage.
When the water hit the health care facility on Wednesday night, workers had to push residents in wheel chairs across the court yard through up to three feet of water. I wasn't there on that night. I came in Thursday night, and if I had left later than I did, I might not have made it there. Judging by the wall of water that hit my car, there may have been a chance that I wouldn't have made it at all. It's a sobering thought.
The assisted living area, the lower level of health care, and part of the south wing of the independent facility will not be livable again any time in the near future. The upper level of health care is still without power.
There is a moldy smell pervading the entire south end of the building.
In the Southern end of the state, Manitou Springs is, for all intents and purposes, gone.
I got off easy.
I feel bad complaining about the degree of soreness that moving furniture around on Thursday night caused!
Here is some information on what a Hundred Year Flood is that you may find interesting.
Peace,
Cie

Friday, July 26, 2013

The Butterfly in the Cemetery

The Butterfly in the Cemetery

I don’t remember
If the butterfly at your memorial service
Was teal
Or monarch
It flew towards the horizon
While the bagpipes played Amazing Grace
Mom believed it was a sign from you

~Cie~

Dad
May 31 1936 - November 28 2010 

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Continuity


Just one of those days
Moving boxes yet again
Continuity

Trying to get stuff out of a garage size storage unit by the end of the month when I'm my sole helper until my son has his spring break and can lend a hand really sucks! How did I ever accumulate this much junk?

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