Hello everyone, it’s me again. I’m letting you know today that Scribbles is going to be FREE on Amazon this weekend. It is another piece of me that you can have, if you want, you are welcome. It is from 5/24 to 5/28, I’m letting you know in advance so please save the dates! Love it or hate it, feel free to articulate, and you are under no obligation to participate in my free giveaway, but I would appreciate if you might designate your time to your e-reader so that Scribbles, it will illuminate. It is not often that I can offer to you Scribbles for free again, so please download it this weekend, otherwise it will be months, and months, before I am allowed to again make that decision. I appreciate you all, from a spot deep and within, and I appreciate the time you have given to this post for reading. Thank you, thank you, thank you, Scribbles makes its eBook debut with the new moon. And if you take a look below, you just might get another sneak peek, or a few. (http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0084W53NK/ is the link to get Scribbles free 5/24/12-5/28/12)
This One’s for You, A-word
What has she done to wrong you so?
Why do you call and hang-up—for show?
Do you know she hangs her head in sorrow?
Are you the bloke that cunningly gloats?
This woman’s tears—enough to fill a mote
Had I known this I’d have brought a boat
But you, the man who floats—
I assume you as stubborn as a goat
Stop the press—stop the show
This woman can’t handle no more
When will you let failed love run its course?
She is at the mercy of your discourse
I wish you could feel the grit of tears so coarse
It might be time to move on—for better or worse
It’s time to stop beating a dead horse
Needing a Bottle
Pick the scab bleeding again
Baby wants a bottle, he’s teething again
Pull the stitches, loosen the skin
Baby wants a bottle, he needs a friend
Tug away and allow the air in
Baby wants a bottle, just a sip will do him
Push away the opening and watch it begin
Baby wants a bottle, such a soft sin
Toss away, it’s flowing again
Baby needs a bottle, his body is craving
Pour away, the bottle of red—filled to the brim
Even tighter pants
Soft silky skin, and
A beautiful painted face
My heart will race again
Something I can’t have
Stars exploding with you around
I’d love to undress you,
to see what could be found
Physically—a wonderful investment
Emotionally—you’ll fill me with resentment
Not something I can’t have,
just something I can’t afford