Corner Cafe

The aromatic smell of

coffee waifing through the air

small old man  in the corner
hunched over his newspaper

beautiful younger woman
hair pulled back
frantically types on her laptop

little girl in yellow sundress
stares in wonder at the sights
 and sounds

just another morning
at the corner cafe

Future Model

i have decided this is my son's future job ====================>>

that's right an underwear model. Why you may ask well because ever since he was old enough to figure out how to take his clothes off he refuses to put any on if it's not absolutely necessary like going to school.

he sits around the house all the time in his underwear and just won't get dress he hates clothes. Point in case Saturday it was a beautiful 70 degrees outside so he comes and ask if he can go outside and play. sure honey go on. ten minutes later i look outside to see what he is doing and he is outside in his underwear playing. i yell out son you think you might want on put on some clothes the neighbors are outside doing yard work. No mom it's hot out and I'm okay in my underwear. well son if your okay with it then so i am i. That's my boy.


Also want to say hello and welcome to all my new followers I've finally hit the big 50. This means must think of a great gift to give away to say thank you but that's for another post later. So welcome and hope you stick around and i don't bore you too much. Hugs to all.

Waiting

sitting in a

gray stiff chair
watching the hands
on the clock  move
listening closely as the
seconds tick by
time slowly slipping
away never to return
waiting is such a waste

Marriage

The slightest crack

within the solid foundation
so narrow it can
hardly be seen
but upon closer
look you see
the slight crack is causing
the foundation to crumble

Fifth and Main

The lady sits upon
her concrete throne
draped in bits of
lace and silk
as diamonds fall
from her eyes
remembering how she got
to be queen of
the corner of fifth and main

No Hate

This note was passed to me on another blog site were i hang for fun and entertainment but the message was so strong that i just had to share it here. It really touched my heart and should you want to feel free to pass it along.

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday. I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear. We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male. I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them. I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"--- if you believe that homophobia is wrong, feel free to reblog this

New Year Resolutions

well it's the first day of the new year and by now everyone has made some sort of resolution. Whether it be to lose weight, eat healthier, swear less or just be a better person. Resolutions were and are made this time of year. It always amazes me how they are usually the same resolutions or similar and we all make them and we all try to keep them. But with everything else life gets busy and we slip here and forget there till before long those resolutions we made are no more. We are not eating healthier we are not being nicer we are just doing and being ourselves like always. so my suggestion this year instead of making a resolution to change something about yourself why not make the resolution to be "YOURSELF". who or whatever that is even if it that means being the old lady the cusses out the bag boy every week at least you are being yourself with no apologies.