The Double Bind

The Double Bind

Cue one, Come
Cue two, Go
Leave, go, stay, get away
Double Bind
Kind of a like a kitten on a string
a familiar thing if she wants to play with it,
flip it around like a ball of yarn and have her way with it ~
or get wound in it, bound in it,
in a Double Bind
The choices are few with you
Play it straight or bend
Hit delete or send
Dead end
in a Double Bind
An emotionally distressing situation
with all its limitations
The Projection ~
a selection of units created my whole
I hung up my hat on another one’s soul
in a Double Bind
Paradoxical, illogical me,
one of a kind,
insightful, but blind
in a Double Bind

ldn

A Nursery Rhyme (for my Baby and me)

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A Nursery Rhyme (for my Baby and me)

Too much coffee and not enough tea

My Baby’s gonna get he best of me

Once there were two

Now there’s three

and someone hung a swing on the sycamore tree

for my Baby and me,
for my Baby and me
One plus one makes two
Two plus one makes three
You plus me makes a Baby in me
and someone hung a swing on the sycamore tree

ldn

The Drawer

The Drawer

Okay so I’m crazy about this Lady – My mother

Cleaned out my “Save all the Special Stuff Drawer”

Passport – save

Buttons for the new stuff I bought that will be there forever because by the time the buttons get lost a new blouse will be bought – toss

New camera charger – save

Broken camera charger – toss

Credit cards that cost me a pretty penny in interest charges – cut

Pinking Shears that I don’t want the grandkids to use – save

Receipts for the stuff that I got that I may take back like the blouses with buttons that I bought – toss

Fingernail clippers that I hide from my husband – save

Dull hair snippers – save

Invitation to the wedding I don’t really want to go to – toss

Prayer book I pray from when I lie to the people who sent me the invitation – save

All the cards my mother gave to me on my birthdays and other holidays – save

The Christmas red and green scarf with the glitter threads woven into it, the one that she knitted with her nimble tired fingers from raising 9 kids and working 3 jobs just to feed them – save

Her extra pair of dentures that she took in her suitcase when she went on a trip in case her good ones broke like they did that time in Mexico – save

Her oxygen tank key – save

Her blue and white disabled parking permit – save

Her prescription sunglasses that I will make into mine after I have cataract surgery - save

The Christmas tapes of her stories that she told to the children when she gave out her humble homemade gifts after the 3 shots of brandy she swallowed just to get up the nerve because she was somewhat of an introvert – save

The envelope with the tissue in it with the dried blood on it from her arm that she scraped on the car door as she was making her dash to her second to the last doctor appointment, the one when she was hoping for a miracle diagnosis – just one more go-around for the old girl – save

The tears all over the inside of the drawer with my mother’s stuff in it because without her I feel lost without the woman who I know they are saved for –

Close the drawer

Linda

Move (my dream - 06/06/12)

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Move (my dream - 06/06/12)

Here we were all sitting in a waiting room

Ten of us,

all strangers,

when in walked a man in a fine gray suit

Announcing – Danger!

Everyone - stay in this room, don’t move,

or discuss this amongst you

We obeyed,

sat staring at each other,

with suspicion

Then one man made a decision

He rose up and walked out the door

I followed,

then the rest

Surging

Emerging

This was a test

The fine gray suit had a theory to prove

If given an order the mass will not move

out of fear

It’s a smear campaign

for control you know

It’s subliminal,

criminal

Don’t buy it

Rise up

Try it

You have nothing to lose

Move

ldn

Ride Your Canoe in the Middle

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Ride Your Canoe in the Middle 


Every river has two sides

It’s one of life’s little riddles

To avoid a rift ~ the shallow, the swift,

ride your canoe in the middle

Same goes for Political Parties

Don’t stand for the left or the right

One may be too loose/the other, uptight

and no single side is right

Stay in the middle

Avoid the fight,

the black/or white ~ the day/or night

If I am right ( maybe just a little )
ride your canoe in the middle

ldn

Planet X

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Planet X

So here I am on Planet X,

yackin’ away at strangers

Costco:  Hello

Blank stare – nothin' there

except for me (talkin’ to my self)

Am I crazy or somethin’?

Am I in this world alone?

Honing in now on the shoe shelf – Nice pair a shoes

Again – nothin’

Okay, so everyone’s stressed,

out of touch

I get it

But I’m in the same bloody mess

and I understand. . .

So let’s band together, Fellow Costco Shoppers!

What else can ya do?

Let’s hear it for World Peace, Yeah!

We "are" in the same family (aren’t we?)

Communicate with me. . .

There she is – Mrs. Friendly (The Hot Caliente’ Lady)

Actually, I thought all those stainless steel boxes

with the nice people behind them

were serving up samples of Hot Caliente’ – really

Silly me

Hello, Sir How do you do?

Tight lipped, but he almost slipped

I thought I heard a grunt from Mr. Grump

No dice, Lady

Back to Hot Caliente’

Then the next. . .

and the next

Is Life really that complex,

or am I alone
on Planet X ?

ldn

Gossip and Backbiting

Gossip and Backbiting

It's no fun to be talked about,

to be the butt of a joke

It chokes the life right out of you

It hurts your soul
Backbiting quencheth the light of the heart,
and extinguisheth the life of the soul.
(Gleanings from the Writings of Baha’u'llah)*

He’s right

It is "so" wrong

I used to think nothing of it,

to talk about another,

a friend, a sister, a brother,

with negativity,

until it was done to me

I never recovered,

the part that died,

with a little bit of my soul,
inside

ldn

Breathe not the sins of others so long as thou art a sinner. (Baha’u’llah, Hidden Words)

* http://www.bahai.com/Bahaullah/hiddenwords.htm