Friday, May 1, 2009

Dear Puzzle Piece

Dial the numbers, type the letters, breathe, count to ten, say the words, leave.

Roll of the dice, it's a gamble I can't miss,
Seven letters I can't remember, dial anything, take the risk.

Ringring, you don't pick up.
Must've misdialed, beepbeep, try again, wish for luck.

No answer, heart's crushed, it's relieved too.
Hang up, exhale inhale, I still wanna talk to you.

Open eyes, grit teeth, write a letter.
Dear Puzzle Piece, it's been forever.

Close eyes, gnaw nails, empty mail box, re-write.
Dear Puzzle Piece, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it I never did. I wish you were here, it's a lonely night.

Second letter, no answer, drop a third line.
I wrote you once, I wrote you twice, I write you a third time.

Dear Puzzle Piece, pick up a pen, write a word, do I have to plead?
Pick up a phone, dial a number, you're the glue I need.

Wait around, harass the mail man, the letter arrives, read...

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Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Info On The Top Ten

Although I've read some interesting,informative, poetic, personal,unique, and eccentric blogs I've decided that this month is the last month that I will be listing The Top Ten. I appreciate everyone that submitted their sites and shared their knowledge and creativity with me, thanks bloggers and keep up the good work.

Monday, March 2, 2009

The Top Ten

I read blogs about business,romance, personal experiences etc.,but I managed to make my picks. Thanks for your participation.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

The Top Ten

I read and re-read some interesting sites and I whittled it down to the Top Ten.Thanks everyone for letting me read your work. If you didn't make the list this time, remember there is always next month.So, here are my picks.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

The Top Ten

Okay, I'm a week late on the Top Ten but I managed to read most of your blogs and was able to compile my list.Oh come on, like you've never had to play catch-up after the holiday season. Now, between this and last month, there were a ton of absolutely great blogs. There were sites about business,food,poetry,politics, and there was even one about kissing, which you'll see on next month's list. Although I didn't encounter one bad blog, I could only pick ten for this month and it was tough picking them,and there's always next month.So if you didn't make it this time then you can still make the next Top Ten post.Finally, here are my Top Ten for January.

Thanks guys for sharing your pics, tips, writing, and everything else that makes a blog.

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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

A Family Thing

Now that I look back on it as I sit in this uncomfortable plastic chair in the emergency room, it does seem very poorly thought out. I mean, if you're going to steal a car why would you leave any identifying evidence behind? Say like, your own car-or in actuality your dad's brand new black-on-black sports utility vehicle. Hmm,maybe it was Marty's stolen bottle of top grade vodka that impaired my judgment, I had to have ingested at least half of the contents of that cool, slick glass container. Bad idea?

"Randy? Randy!" Great,my mother's storming towards me like a twister with Lawrence (my stepdad,not the guy with the newly acquired suv I borrowed) trailing behind her in the fashion of a confused puppy. "What the hell happened to you Randy?"

"I illegally drank stolen alcohol,stole a motor vehicle,and crashed it. Oh-and I think liquor works as a painkiller,because my head doesn't hurt at all."

"What happened to your head?" Lawrence asks,gesturing at the rolled up t-shirt I'm using to soak up the blood from a well-sized gash spanning the left side of my forehead.

"When the car made contact with the brick facade of the convenience store, the airbag was kinda slow coming out-so my skull slammed-quite violently-onto the steering wheel." I'm shivering now since I was forced to use my shirt as a bandage. Why the hell is it so damn cold in the hospital anyway? Are they trying to cryogenically preserve the patients until doctors are available?

"Randall!" Lovely,here comes Dad,even stormier than Mom. "You take my car without permission,smash it into a seven-eleven,and then have the nerve to have the hospital call me at three in the goddamn morning! You unthoughtful little sh-"

"Greg, maybe you should lower your voice and reduce your usage of profanity." Lawrence weakly suggests.

"Shut your damn mouth Larry,it's my son and I'll yell at him until I go hoarse if I want to." Lawrence sinks into a chair beside me,takes out his reading glasses,and begins studying a pamphlet on diabetes.Hmm,I can't wait for the day that he finally snaps and shoots the mailman.
I can imagine it now,he'll brandish one of those nifty handguns that is the cornerstone of Hollywood action flicks and blast the guy for knocking over his recycling for the hundredth time.

"Where is my car Randall?" Dad demands,his eyes bursting out of the sockets,his voice lowered but sharper than a machete.

"Uh-gee-somewhere in the burbs about an hour from here. And I'm okay by the way,just a minor concussion,thanks for asking."

"I need to ask? You're talking and being the smartass you always are.Now about the car,how bad is the damage?"

"Excuse me," a cop in uniform taps Mom on the shoulder,"is there a Gregory Parkins here? A red Miata was reported stolen and an suv belonging to a Gregory Parkins was at the site."

"Oh-Dad-it wasn't your car that I crashed." I stupidly grin and scratch my chest as he connects the dots.

"That's it! You're a thief, a delinquent-," blah,blah,blah. He jumps up and down,tears at his hair, and begins constructing sentences consisting entirely of profanities.Lawrence shrinks deeper into his chair.

"When you're finished here," the cop informs our little dysfunctional group ,"I'm going to have to escort you guys to the station."

I pluck Lawrence's sweater from his lap,pull it on,close my eyes, and wait to be called in by the nurse. This is going to be a long night.

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Monday, December 22, 2008

Forget Me

Forget me.
Push me away,throw me out,don't look back.

Forget me.
Shove me out of your thoughts,leave me behind,don't think twice.

Forget me.
Toss any memories of me into the fire,leave me to burn in my flames,look away.

Forget me.
Shut the door in my face,walk away,throw away the key.

Forget me.
Erase me from existence,dust away what's left,never come back.

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