Yesterday I found myself stopped at some roadworks, with tears flowing down my cheeks. The dam had burst.
“The sun always shines, in Australia”, my uncle told us, in Gouda. So we migrated. / “You just have to fit in”, our friend, Gerard van Hoorn, told the Dutch newspaper reporter, in 1956. (Je past je maar aan, zegt de Heer van Hoorn, said the headline.) / “No-one, in the family got to be this old.” / “It’s time to go Upstairs or Downstairs.”
I keep telling myself that I’m a logical, independent and in control woman. I’ve always known myself pretty well, and when I do something…
I keep telling myself that I’m a logical, independent and in control woman. I’ve always known myself pretty well, and when I do something out of character or which embarrasses me, I get disgusted at myself, then sit back and think about why it happened and how I’m never going to let it happen again. And then it happens again and I repeat the whole process. Why do I do this? Am I really such an emotional person? I get upset about things that my logical mind tells me are just so small and unimportant. But my heart doesn’t seem to be reading the same guidebook to life as the rest of me. Damnit. I want my control back. Falling in love isn’t supposed to be so difficult is it? I’m supposed to know myself better, not be a mixed up mess of insecurity. How can I expect him to understand me, when I don’t even understand myself? And do others feel the same way? Am I just as normal as the rest of the world?
Judge me if you will… I can not change what has happened… All I know is the love we shared was intense and satisfying.. I met he…
Written for “Passenger” competition in the Short stories – Spherical Scriptings group… I am no pro when it comes to writting and I know that there is probably a lot of mistakes in this… but hey we all got to start somewhere :) Hope you like it… criticism is absolutely welcome….
Or when I drank too much and he made me get in the back seat, and then I got out and started walking because I am stubborn and he followe…
A valentine for my French boyfriend, I loved him.
Is it so bad to get a ride in the art mobile? I don’t think so…
This is about political, sexual, and other abuses, and how we are compelled to deal with these issues and perceive them. It is also about my love of art and how it has kept me alive through the years, and hopefully, will continue to do so…if I get lucky. Written for What Moves You: “BCLW” “BCtranspo”
’’Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.”
This is about being left with nothing, not even a juicy A-1 steak and potatoes, just tuna fish.
I found him by following the chocolate trail and asked him if he had gotten into / the chocolate and he shook his head no, back and forth…
How the political hatred and abuse (I have been subjected too) can and has had an impact other peoples lives, especially innocent people —like my children --
Why did he treat her in such a mean manner? Did he not realize that she had true affection for him?
Here is a love story turned to love gory…could it be an allegory?
She, blessed one, was a descendant of the holy ones, and through her I am able to be who I am.
Thoughts Of My Ancestors In My Stream Of Continuing Consciousness…..
Children are a gift from GOD… / Image Copyright © 2008 JANE À PARIS EXTENSIONS
josh is treating me like crap. / he’s ignoring me, treating me like a stranger, not showing me any affection, or respect, talking to me ru…
josh is treating me like crap. / he’s ignoring me, treating me like a stranger, not showing me any affection, or respect, talking to me rudely. / i dont know what to do. / i love him.. i know i shouldnt, but i do, i cant help it. / i dont want to break up with him. / i just want some ideas on what i can do, maybe to renew the relationship…. / anyone got any ideas??? please?? from a girl in desperate need of some love.
He could hear the screams from the man on the rack. The man, named Jean, who was on the rack was usually in the cell next to him…
This is a short story about how we all need release from emotional, mental, physical, and spiritual pain in order to move on in life and grow in one state or another…
Her eyes are red. My female body is violated, and bloody red from their violent invasion, rape, abuse, and torture. They hurt me on purpo…
This is about political rape and torture…
How long? / How long and why? / Why do I have to take the back seat? / Why don’t you do what you should?
You and I are both fire, dance with me my love, / Feel truth and eternity. A flaming orb rises in the midst of us.
“Do you like me drunk or sober?”, you ask. / I tell you I love you any way you are. I always will.
You followed a thought, demon ridden, lost in yourself, / But it was for naught, the dream fell into a hopeless / Pool of you.
The eyes mirror the thoughts, reflections, glancing memories.
Passion will radiate from my still, calm center
Frightened, as a child walking in the glimmering of twilight.
Dear one, tender mercy, beloved heart, you are utter and complete fulfillment.
If you were straight and I were a man, it would be deemed brilliant.
“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art… It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to surviva…
Thoughts inspired by conversations with a friend (who I’ve known since dorm days in University) during various weeks spent together recently. I am blessed to have a few very special friends/relationships in my life – some of which have been many years in the making, some initiated online & cemented in person, some that are a WIP. Gender is irrelevant, as far as I’m concerned – as true intimacy transcends the complications of sexuality.
i wonder… / do we EVER get it right?
I want to be back in a relationship, but I’m afraid to. I want the closeness, but am still afraid of the pain. I think I’ve learned enough to actually make it work this time around…but what if I haven’t?
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