geeksusie

Hiya all!
I hope everyone had a great week. Mine was a little weird. Nothing special happened, I just felt weird all week. It was kind of like stress, but not really. I just felt like I had drank too much coffee all week and I don't drink that much. Maybe 2 cups a day. My skin just felt tingly all the time and I felt really jumpy. Maybe I just have some things going on in my head. I have been doing a bit of reflecting lately, thinking about changing careers and junk like that. Hopefully, things will get better soon.
I did watch another old-time movie this week. It's called "Marihuana". It was made in 1936, just before "Reefer Madness". These old movies are hilarious! I think this one was very racy for it's time though. There was some nudity in it! Not much, just some breasts and hineys, but I think that was pretty daring during that time period.
It looks like it's going to be a dreary day out today. Another rainy day here. Maybe the Albany Grays are coming in early this year. Usually in early November the skies turn gray here and stay that way until April. I think it will be a TV day for me today. I will watch some football and baseball and then see if anyone wants to do something later.
Okay, I'm running out of things to say today. Sorry for being a little boring here today. Hopefully my poems will improve this blog a bit. I hope you like this weeks writings.

Susie

I'm not much too look at, there's not much to see,
just lil ole Susie, that's me!
I live for a dream world, where I'm meant to be,
a world without heartache and misery.
so come now and join me, set your soul free,
try to imagine this world that I see,
hold my hand tightly, don't ever let go!
believe it can happen and watch the love grow!


Wal-Mart, Glass, and Coffee

I saw my heart the other day
limping around in a cast
it said it lost the will to rhyme
and got a job at Wal-Mart
just to pass the time.

I bought my heart some coffee
and asked how things had been
my heart refused to talk about it
we discussed the election instead-
then I drove my heart home.

Do you remember my heart's old house
the one made out of glass?
Now my heart lives in a one-bedroom apartment
on the other side of town
where nothing trickles down.

My heart invited me in-
not wanting me to leave
we could play scrabble, talk
or just watch T.V.
but I was tired
and the neighborhood was dark
I made empty promises to visit
and said goodbye to my heart.