She Wants the Real Thing

Feeling smitten
emotes for a broken heart
to pump a little faster
and feel tickled
Karma starts giggling
sending cute little notes
to the one
who made you feel that way...

But Johnny is mistaken...
Karma's not so easily distracted

Her heart is strong

Johnny assumed
she'd be vulnerable

So Karma's gotta return
these Rose-colored glasses...

It's not personal...
but they have annoyed her.
Rose-colored glasses...
Heh!

She don't want
a wouldbe boyfriend
or woudlbe girlfriend
She wants a partner

She don't want to talk
about future plans
She wants to discuss
current situations
they need to be handled

She don't just want
lunch and a movie
She wants, with Baron
to serve a cause
And share the wealth
with fellow homosapiens

Karma enjoyed
Johnny's light caresses
but not much more is felt
that way
She prefers a firm gesture
a mutual embrace

She don't want to hear
that Johnny don't sing after all...
that after all those talks
he never wrote anything
from the heart

She'd rather co-write
and harmonize
with Baron...
to their rhythms and beats
they can reach out to others
with their souls

She don't want
30-min-reports
of Johnny's insignificant happenings

It makes her sick

Johnny eats out all the time.

Baron appreciates a home cooked meal.

Karma's happy to know...
For when she pays a visit
she doesn't arrive empty-handed

She don't want to hear Johnny
at midnight
jerkin' off
to the beat of his hands

She'd prefer to be with Baron
merging
to the beat of their hearts

Yes, they beat in unison
Yes, they roll together

And why?
Cause she prefers to visit the Rose Garden

Versus hearing -
the empty promise of getting one

Karma don't want a fake romance.

She desires true love.

and she sings to Baron...

"We sound good together
baby
And I knew it
from the start

We can groove together
darlin'
the love grows
straight from our hearts

I don't want
no fake emotions

I don't care for canned pumpkin pie

I want us to fly free
together

and never say goodbye."

Picnic Anecdote

Dedicated to my friend Rachel - Whom I'd met in 1989
And yes Rachel - I too always remember when we were little girls in 5th grade.

"Picnic Anecdote"
Chevalterre Nabil - 19 June 2010

Life...

being such a picnic

All these ants
of different kinds:
green
red
blue
white!
even Brown...

they line up
trailing

encircling
the food

to take it.

I lean in to talk to them
'Friends,
That is my food
I need it'

Some will unite and take chunks out
with all their force
and run away

Some hide pinches
and sneak off
without making a sound

the others move on
to the next cloth
in the park

I can be brighter
and snatch my sandwich away
and then
I don't miss out...

on the flavors
textures on my taste buds
swallowing richness
and feeling nourished.

Otherwise
settling for junk food
makes me run over to the roach coach

then I have lost much more
and gained little.

and those sort of efforts
and lack of effort
do lead to:
weakness
illness

In realizing this:
My body begins to change
morphing...

to one of an ant
I am the queen ant

I rise
and reach out to my troops
get it together

I lead well
as we work as a team

We get just the needed food

avoiding surplus supplies
prevents potential poisoning

With enough supplies
and proper care
we grow stronger.

Monsters in My Life, series of 5 minis

Beginning experiment at Tumblewords Project.
there may be video integrated to each of these.

test run just the written versions for now...

1. We - excited to reunite, embraced
but you yanked at my hair so hard!
As I cried - you were coldly indifferent.
C. N. - 12 June 2010
(this is about a woman pulling my hair at a book reading, and seriously hurting me - later denying the event happened. - she swore she didn't realize it happened.)

2. The phone rings, rings, and rings
while you suffer through your attack
I'm left to talk into your machine.
C. N. - 12 June 2010
(this is about not the person being a monster, but the bipolar monster around him scaring him from communicating with me as a friend - I feel for him.)

3. I wanted to climb the tree
As I slipped and scraped my arms
you stepped back and let me fall.
C. N. - 12 June 2010
(this is about a girl's dad, not preventing her fall from wanting to climb a tree, and later blaming her stubborness. Girls are supposed to trust their fathers.)

4. You delayed our travels
told me to wait for you
and left me behind.
C. N. - 12 June 2010
(this is about a brother downright abandoning his little sister in a foreign country on a public bus, late at night. She saves herself by being aware of her surroundings, and using the closest phone.)

5. You stole a phone
rejoicing in
collecting money to return it.
C. N. - 12 June 2010
(a clue: he's a sociopath)

Behind "IHABR&AIT" and "SGoP"

Research to back up:
"I Had a Bad Romance and Ate it Too"
and
"Saving Grace of Protest"

I do dedicate this to Raquel T. Lynn.
She's suffered the torment of a sociopath
and still does, as they have a child together.

Know the signs of the disorder known as:
Antisocial Personality Disorder

and keep yourself and others Safe.