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Idle TimeYou're all I ever knew of love
idle time
like a string tied to my soul
pulling me away
meticulous and beatific
driving a poem
through my heart
you're all I ever knew of love

EverythingEverything

Only when I stop to think about it
only when I see the un-vertical horizon
and realize there is no sun
I remember that I miss you still
only when I stop to think about it
only when I will myself the will
to hate everything about you
do I lie awake; curled fetal on the floor
and miss you more

All because she wore jeans...Reprinted here on June 30, 2011 - originally appeared in my journal on May 30, 2009

All because she wore jeans... a true story!

I was born in October of 1954, and born into the last generation of little girls who weren't allowed to wear pants to grade school. Oh, on cold winter mornings, we could wear our corduroy slacks to school... but, just as soon as we arrived in our classroom, all the young ladies had to go directly to the cloak closet (every classroom had one at the back of the room) and remove our corduroys, and either hang them up, by one of the belt loops, or fold them neatly, and place them on a shelf underneath the pegs that hel

Ava's Driving Lesson...Last week, a long time customer of ours called and placed an order... and when I told him that I would be sending an Order Confirmation e-mail (that he would need to closely check, in order to insure that both his order, and the engraving information were correct!) ...he immediately told me that he would call me.
I laughed and responded... "David, you can just send me a quick e-mail".

"No" he said... "I read e-mails, but I don't send them"!

After we laughed for a few moments about the fact that he really needs to embrace technology, and get up to speed... he rang off, and I went back to work. The nex

LeadershipAn illusion; we live in a self-deceptive state,
Ignorance is bliss, justifiable hate,
Refusing to care, it's inconvenient,
Convincing ourselves not to intervene in it,
Governments with promises born for breaking,
It's power over welfare; there's no mistaking,
Greed, not care, is what fuels their minds,
Obsessive ruling has stricken them blind,
Power over policy, taxes over charity,
Deception over honesty, clouding over clarity,
Atrocities committed are conveniently forgotten,
Swept under the carpet, left to hide away and rotten,
If dug up, excuses and apologies, "Mistakes,
All of it was done for our great country's sake",
And th

Smile"What a beautiful smile" as people will say.
But can it be real or something is unseen?

Am a happy person, a jolly personality,
but sometimes it hurts that I need to pretend and keep
emotions hidden firmly.

"Smile and the world smiles with you"
But can you see, can you tell
what my heart is telling?
It's longing for YOU!

The PhotoThe photo enchants me, captivates me and beguiles me,
The photo shows the essence, though no longer of youth,
The photo assures us, here's a woman of spirit, all can see,
The photo shows us beauty soul deep; and gives us proof.

The photo connects me, holds me rock-like in life's storm,
The photo shows how love cares, embraces, that's the truth,
The photo is a beacon that shines bright, clear and warm,
The photo shows us beauty soul deep; and gives us proof.

The photo shows to us everything I know to be true,
The photo shows "real woman", yes it's a photo of you.

The BoxThe box came to her from a man unknown and when the time came the box opened revealing virus motes on dandelion fluff, chartreuse meadows and flat, leaden skies.

She shrunk slightly from the sight. She took leave of herself; she thought she lost something and wondered where she had gone.

The box spoke to her then saying, "where are you now?"

A remembrance came to her, she said, "I am now. I am free. I am at the sea."

The box, satisfied, closed and locked its lid; leaving virus motes on dandelion fluff, chartreuse meadows, flat, leaden skies and the girl convinced she was at the sea.

HeartlessA cold story never told,
Of some one far along the roads, who had a soul so cold, they were heartless.

You pretend not to see me,
our friends keep us company,
but we're still so lonely..

You bring me along to see what you can in me,
Then you leave me to see what I can be.

They don't know about what went on between you and me.

In The Nick of TimeIn the nick of time
Someone doesn't die
Another gets to see the sunshine
When closed doors suddenly open
In the nick of time

In a heartbeat
Someone walks by
And looks you in the eye
You understand their soul
In the nick of time

In a fantasy
Pawns on the table
Regard each other with trust
And walk off the board with majesty
In the nick of time

In the blink of an eye
I was lifted from darkness;
A troubled niche in my mind,
By your graciousness
In the nick of time

That Autumn Feel
They came with your stolen identity clutched beneath palms that didn't know how to caress. And for a while they had me fooled and I believed they were you and this was it.

Part of me stayed hopeful - between my heart and my soul lay a piece that instinctively knew this was not enough. When I met you I decided I had found something in a person that no Anatomist could ever draw. Truth lay between us as a beautiful vista and my only regret was that I didn't speak it sooner.

And it hasn't escaped me, the Irony of our meeting. That we should skip the season of growth and rebirth, the months of heat and green fields, to land firmly in the

Spirit of the LandI am the land
I am the stone
I am its breath
I am its bone

I am the song
brought with the wind
Ever present
but never seen

I am the spark
in the lake‘s eyes
The arms of trees
And wings of night

As old as hills
As deep as sea
Forever young
Forever free...

All I Need To KnowWhat do I really need to know; what is essential to my life?
How to write my name and sign things – like forms and cheques?
How to add up numbers; for "adding up life" is very different,
How to follow societies rules and limitations that bind and blind us?
How to pass exams, get a job, follow the process – slowly to death?

It turns out then that we are very limited in what we "know", do we care?
How about those big issues that sneak into our minds in the darkness?
Do I really know me, what I want and what a really do need - ever?
Do I really know what's "best for me", and if not what's best for me,
How could I ever be conce

DefenselessI would like to say
Love hasn't visited me
but I can't seem to chase it off
big or small
I fall as prey
in some way
every day

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Happy Acceptance...read slowly

by *LadyAliceofOz, Jun 26, 2011, 12:12:50 PM
Literature / Prose / Non-Fiction / Emotional

In my first few moments of conciousness,
after an amazingly unexpected 11 hours of sleep...

when I'm just beginning to realize that I'm still on the planet...
I'm aware in those first few moments,
of that momentary blissful peaceful feeling...
that at this precise moment... nothing hurts!

I know this isn't reality... but, as is human nature
I have a brief, but sincere longing...
for the days, when all my original equipment
was still in fine working order.

But in order for that to have any lasting appeal for me...
I'd want all that... WITH the knowledge, wisdom,
and contentment for life that I have now...

And my now concious mind knows that the two
just don't go hand in hand...

But, then I remember that the best cars are old cars,
the best wine, old wine...
and the best ordinary household things are
considered as prized antiques!

So now I sit at my computer..
rather than an old fashioned typewriter!
and honestly tell you...
that even though some type of pain
seems to be my constant companion these days..

I'm delighted to be in the same class
as old cars, old wine, and prized antiques!

I have the honesty, caring, and enduring love
of a wonderful husband, and daughter...
as well as awesome and loving friends...

So just what more...
could I possibly want from this wonderful life??!!

Happy Acceptance...read slowlyby *LadyAliceofOz

Literature / Prose / Non-Fiction / Emotional

_{my very first literary piece on}

Dedicated to my wonderful friend Pauline

*kurios-kat who's latest journal inspired me to write these words today!

_{and as she so happily reminded me today...}

"Friends are the family we choose for ourselves"

love 26 26

joy 1 1

wow 1 1

~~mad 0 0~~

~~sad 0 0~~

~~fear 0 0~~

~~neutral 0 0~~

=MayEbony Mar 20, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you Lady Alice, I so needed to read this today and truly was led to it 'as if by magic'. It made me 'blinky' in the best kind of way reading it and I feel more peaceful. I'll just be glad when we're half way through 2013 and the world is still functioning as normal. I'm usually such a happy person but sometimes the little fears in the background get the better of me. But you don't want to read this.

Thank you for the beauty of your heart, your gallery and your words!!! Sometimes you can touch another soul in the most meaningful ways and perhaps not even know

*LadyAliceofOz Apr 11, 2012 Professional Artisan Crafter

May

I just finally managed to dig thru my piles of comments

to find this again

Yes, I know that it's possible to touch another soul, and possibly give them either comfort or just enough simple encouragement... soes that they don't give up

...which is precisely the reason that I posted this

Nobody told me that getting older would bring with it such daily annoyances as something always hurting... so anytime that I awake and don't instantly feel something hurting

I just lay there for a few more minutes

Of course

usually I have to go

before I can enjoy it for very long

...so the enjoyment must be quickly savored!!

Please don't be embarrassed by feeling anxious at times... we all do!

But, living in constant fear of this or that

...eventually ruins the wonderful moments that we do have

And before you get the wrong idea

I'm not a slap happy idiot every moment

...infact, in the depths of our long winters, when we are stuck in the house, day after day... I often battle depression... and this year I hit an all time low, and wrote about it in this journal for my friends [link] It was very hard to write

...but, I had friends who were wondering where I was (and sending me wonderful emails!) ...so I had to "appear" and say something

But, even now, when I went after the link for you... it's hard for me to read again

I only had one idiot (not much of a friend

) who decided to write something stewpid (yes, I spell stupid like that, when someone is being a particularly annoying idiot

) ...fortunately, we do still have the option of "hiding" a comment... so I did... and went on & have now forgotten what ignorance he had to say

...I hope for his sake, that he never has to battle depression!

Buuuuuuuuuuuttt, because many of my friends on

have given me incredible hope, and caused me to laugh at just the right moment... I felt that I had to share my "Happy Acceptance" lines... because I AM HAPPY!

...and I'm so delighted that I could make you feel more peaceful!

Any time you need a reassuring word, or just a

please feel free to stop by... I always check

s first... so if you don't want the rest of the

reading it for years to come

...feel free to send me a

~sametimenxtyr Sep 18, 2011

this sweetie!

I feel so much better knowing I'm nothing more than one of the most sought after antiques, a fine wine before it turns to vinegar and a classic t-bird or mustang!! Oh yeah!!

*LadyAliceofOz Sep 18, 2011 Professional Artisan Crafter

does sound much better, doesn't it??

Thanks for the

Good to see you Koni!

~sametimenxtyr Sep 21, 2011

does sound much better...... and good to be seen

=SweediesArt Sep 13, 2011 Hobbyist Digital Artist

oh my god, do you write poetry as well. This piece is stunning beautiful and it have so many beautiful english words written, I love it

When I read this, I know you are a beautiful person in your heart, because you use such lovely words. You must continue write poetry

how do I fav this work?

*LadyAliceofOz Sep 13, 2011 Professional Artisan Crafter

I couldn't figure out what you were talking about when you asked "how do I fav this work"? ...so I'm now on the deviation screen... and I see the problem

...must be a

glitch today

...for it WAS possible to

it before today

HOW BIZARRE!

Thanks for your kind words Karin!

Yes, I will continue to write... just need more time

...and at the moment... I am so busy in my work, that it will have to wait for our break times between shows in October and November

=SweediesArt Sep 14, 2011 Hobbyist Digital Artist

haha..there was no fav button..haha

You're very welcome

*LadyAliceofOz Sep 14, 2011 Professional Artisan Crafter

can you go back to this deviation... and see if there is an "add to favorites" button, now?

=SweediesArt Sep 15, 2011 Hobbyist Digital Artist

Yes, it is now

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