Monday's Shackles by JL Denman 2009

Monday's Shackles
Clank
slam
turn lock
bam
weight
heavy looming darkness of blackened iron and rusted nerves
clank
click
turn
slam
circlets of doom and gloom and unabashed slavery
Monday's shackles
clank lock down on skin fresh ripe summertime free
clank slam
shackles
twisted weights waiting to consume
bars
links
kinks in the absolute joy of 3:00PM
shackles
shuffle
dragging through a work day
shackles
clank
slam
doom
gloom
unrest
heavy
burden
slavery
slave to the time clock booming its own clang and clank across the check-in point's walls
Monday's shackles
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ain't work grand-

Restless by JL Denman 2009

Restless
Restless by JL Denman august 21, 2009

Restless
wired
strung out on your love
wrecked in the heart
bound and gagged
screaming inside
torn apart
separated
insides worn out and the outside boiled away in frustrated roiling
Alone
without
distraught
dyeing from loneliness and sadness and absence
absence makes the heart grow...
fonder, deeper, wider, more more more more more more
absence makes the nerves fray
makes the soul strain
makes the heart beat two minutes then not at all then a mile a minute then nothing at all then slow and sluggish as a snail stuck in frozen sludge.
Restless
alone
without you
I feel it crawling
it creeps
it shreds.
I flip
channels
clothes
mattresses
more channels
more programs
more nonsense blaring at me from speakers and screen and inside my own head screeching like hoot owls in the middle of a hail storm on the wake of a hurricane.
Restless
sleepless
sleeping always
feeding
feeding desperation feeding heartbreak
absence
your absence it pulls at me
it makes me cry
it turns my insides out to the world to pick at and poke at and wonder at and laugh at and...
restless
without you
night is too bright
day is too dark
heat is too cold
cold is sweltering
restless
love
alone
without your smile
without your love
without your arms
without
without
with
out out out out out
Gone
alone waiting for your return--------------- my return to you
it hurts
it bleeds
restless
no rest
I rest less
sleep more
eat more
cry more
wish more
want more
need more
desire more
all gone
all turned upside down
all mashed and smashed against the back of my rib cage where my heart should be and where your love is hiding- too far away so far away yet so close so closed up next to my own beating, whimpishly, impishly, achingly restless heart that pumps memories and sweet songs to my brain.
restless. I can’t rest
'less you're near to me
here with me
next to me
with me
always
to rest in your arms and cover myself with your kisses
restless
..............................................until I smell your cologne on my pillow.
..............................................until I feel your kisses on my neck.
..............................................until I feel you, all of you again

St. Croix vacation photos

I took over 320 pictures. I also took 47 on my cell phone. I loved being in St. Croix with my sweetheart! He is so wonderfully sweet! I want to go back!!!!

Back in town :(

Well, it is August 8, 2009. I'm back in Ohio away from St. Croix. I'm so bumbed! I loved the island. I loved spending time with my fellah! I spent 4 whole weeks there and now.... blah!!!

The big suck factor... it's almost time for school to start again! EEEEEEEEEW

I do have several pictures of my trip to post, however :) YEAH!!!

Giantess of the Eiffel Tower Challenge #11

Over on Sunflower ranch's blog, this writing challenge #11 was issued. The following is my quick write response. Thanks Sunflower!

Giantess by JL Denman
I'm dreaming of snapping the Eiffel Tower in two! A mean super human strong giantess! I was green. My husband was so jolly. I wanted to smack him. He had no ambition, just stood around smiling like an idiot down or those tiny green bean fellows. I'd have stomped them down into green dust. Giantess! I'm so glad I am not green- ok I'm new at the giantess-ness of my new wish life, but I am not green. My skin is aquamarine with a hint of jade and turquoise. I shine in the sun, unlike my jolly green annoying husband! He is green as jungle leaves and just as dumb.
I dream of snapping the Eiffel Tower in half then erecting a diamond and lead crystal throne for myself in its place.

Feel Like Dancing-

Feel like Dancing! by JL Denman July 3, 2009

I feel like dancin’

tappin’ my toes

swingin’ my hips

I feel like swirlin’ swirlin’ around a pole.

swingin’ my legs up and over my head while I slide down the gold shaft.

I feel like singin’

sing- throaty and lush into a sweaty microphone in a sweat club in nothin’ but a feather boa and a thong.

I feel like dancin’.

Dancin’ right on over

right on

over the edge

the edge of a cliff

the edge of a castle wall

the edge of the stage.

I feeling dancin’ and crashin’crashin’ into rocks and water

I- splashin’

splat on the bottom of a ravine

let the vultures dance in the sky over my corps.

I feel like dancin’

dancin’ on the edge

Flittin’ around the precipice

I feel like flyin’ flyin’ right on the wing of an eagle

an eagle sorin’ through the air- blind- and spiralin’ out of control

I feel like dancin’, don’t you know?

I feel it

deep deep to my toes, tips and toes

legs and knees

ankles and bones

Oh, yes! I feel like dancin’

dancin’ feel fine, fine as wine and drunk as a skunk

I feel like dancin’ and swirlin’ and swingin’ and singin’ and flittin’ and flyin’ and divin’ and splattin’

splat

splat

splat

right over the edge

the edge of a huge ragged

jagged cliff that sings so high with wind songs.

I feel like dancin’.

Splat.

NENO AWARD

Thank you Sunflower Ranch for this award! It makes me happy to know that people enjoy my work! I have so much fun writing them!

**The NENO Award is given to "those who love blogging and love to encourage friendships through blogging, and to help others seek the reasons why we all love blogging." That's a very cool statement and one of the very best, if not THE best reason for blogging -- to encourage friendships through blogging.**

Here are some of the lovely blog places I like to visit! Keep up the excellent work!

Sunflower Ranch
Papermoonies
Silk Painting
Jen Rier Always Photography