A Passage Through Instance
A new present tense
Will catch one by latent
Surprise as her misfortune
Frees her from the instance of present
And resumes her being
as her lifelong friends embrace
her in triumph that her sole be spared,
her life's blood warm
and her radiance vivacious.
A lamb has been taken from the den of lions
A life from Death's tenacious grip.
Destiny has beaten Fate in this round of play
while the Grim faces she knew as Brilliant--
the shattered countenance of her lover,
her friends from youth
begin to tell the story of the graces that Life had been
kind enough to send in Her delicate package
these, they mourn
these, they cry
to her, the mysteries are invisible. The
And again she passes!
Jeffrey Last name omitted
October 8, 1999
Jeff wrote this poem last night.
Sometimes I am a tad jealous of his writing talent and wish that I could utilize word and
metaphor like he does. He doesn't write poetry often but when he does, it knocks your
socks off. The question to my readers is, what do you think the poem is about? Let me know what you think.
I've had a small piece of glass
in my foot for the last few days and I can not see it. I know its a piece of glass because
last week I broke a glass in the office and even though I picked up all the pieces and
vacuumed the floor I'm sure there were a few slivers left in the carpet. It hurts when I
walk and I'm wondering how I am going to detect the glass much less get it out.
Yesterday I went to the Southern
Holiday craft show with Mrs. Beater and her children. I think she realized she hurt my
feelings the day before about the cat and was trying to make it up to me. We actually had
a nice time.
Mrs. Beater is a big
spender and I am not. she also really doesn't have the money to spend and is already about
$20,000 dollars in debt due to her shopping extravaganzas. While at the craft show she
spent several hundred dollars. I bought a really nice ceramic Halloween item that lights
up and says "Trick or Treat". I sat there for almost fifteen minutes before
purchasing it because I wasn't a necessity. My mother taught me that you were never to
spend money unless you needed it or it was a gift for someone else. Till this day I have a
problem buying myself clothes or things that I want, even when inexpensive. Jeff is always
telling me I need to spend more money on myself. Once when I went shopping he told me that
I could only buy for me and no one else. I came home with nothing.
I did realize something that I
really want to do and learn and that is sew. I saw so many cute clothes, pillows, and
things for children that I would like to have that were sewn. I have two sewing machines
(both inherited and very nice) and all my mother's sewing supplies and patterns. I now
have the space to sew too since we have four bedrooms. After the first of the year I am
going to look into taking some classes.
Last night I was really
depressed and saw Stacy online and
asked her to come get me. She showed up a little after ten and asked if I'd go do
something morbid with her. "Of course", I told her as I hopped into the car. I
called Jeff about ten minutes later and told him I wouldn't be home for a few hours and to
leave the door unlocked because I forgot my keys. On the way to our destination, a
cemetery where one of her old lovers is buried, I had me a few cigarettes. SIDE
NOTE: Don't worry there is no chance I'm pregnant, I got my period, another reason why I
was depressed. We got to talking about this guy named Hugh she has been kinda seeing on
the way there and I was very unimpressed. If you read her journal, let me tell you she is
leaving out some crucial information over there about this guy's character.
Well we got to the cemetery and
got out of the car to look for this old lovers marker. I'm smoking, she is smoking and she
is asking me if I'm scared. What? Me scared? Hell no, I lost my virginity in a cemetery,
they really do not phase me one bit. So we are waling around with the lighter looking at
headstones because she can't remember what day he died, after looking at about three, we
finally found his and left. The whole way I home I lectured her on this Hugh character. I
just do not want to see Stacy hurt
anymore or being with men who lie to her, cheat on her and disrespect her. I guess when
you have been friends with someone since you were eleven you kinda feel like you are a
little responsible for them.
Once we get back to the house we
sit out in the car listening to the new Chris Gaines
CD. The stereo was up pretty loud and I wonder if we might wake the neighbors because it
was 1 am. No sooner had I made a comment about how loud it was I saw the Beaters lights
come on. Oops. The Stacy claim she has to pee really bad so we decided to go inside.
Whatdaya think I find? The door is locked and she is panicking and talking about how she
is just going to squat in the yard. I then remembered that we were leaving the living room
window open in case Barney comes home while we are asleep and we ran around to the back of
the house and went in through he window. I thought once I was married I wouldn't be doing
shit like this, but when I am with Stacy anything can happen.
Barney has still not come home
and if you watch the Weather Channel, you may know that down on the Gulf Coast it has been
raining for the last three days and there has been some flooding. Luckily this afternoon
it cleared up and Jeff and I went around passing out flyers, talking with some neighbors,
and looking in what wooded areas remain in the area. someone thought they spotted him
earlier in the day, but I'm trying not to get my hopes up.
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