It is much like pulling teeth
Getting a grip on technology
I feel like a wooden relic in time
Learning new ways with old mind
It is with a heavy heart
that I have to say these words,
I've given it much thought
and they must be heard.
You've never appreciated
all I've done for you,
I've cried many nights
trying to get through.
When I question
your love for me,
Vague answers
are all I receive.
It's like pulling teeth
to get you to open up,
I'm constantly knocking
on the doors you shut.
You've used me up
until I had nothing left,
Emotionally drained
There's now a void in my chest.
Whenever you need me
I'm right by your side,
But when I call
you don't have the time.
A one way street
is what I seem to be on,
Reciprocation
is a concept too far gone.
I've had about enough
of giving you my all,
Only to get
Neglect and disregard.
And like a caged bird
I'm aching to be free,
Looking out for myself
No longer bound by loyalty.
You were the main character
in my book called life,
but this chapter has now ended,
so to you I say,
Goodbye.
First Adam
Two hundred thousand years before the time of this,
Surfing spirits crost the terrible, the great murky abyss,
One Amilius in command, 5 Adams he had planned,
5 colours he'd insist, before the dawn of hist,
5 hardy human bands! Where ice and snow exists,
within the swirling mists, an Adam in command!
Populated from the stars, cave men smoking big cigars.
Spirit into bodys slipt, in the suitable fellas, {homonid}
Mind expanding, brain a growing, altered forms by spirit knowing,
Mind creates, forgotten knowing, dwell a bit on this!
Negative will draw you ought,
positive forever sought,
see your path a spiritual sort,
after bodies gone, WE exist!
negative IT is evils work,
depression spikes you like a dirk,
shake it off, command desist!
Like pulling teeth might get you pist:}
YOU are in charge of this...
Don Johnson
Homonids were possessed and altered to Homosapien by mental DNA adjustment, creating a human race with intelligent spirits in command. But sometimes the animal Homonid in rage or passion takes command ...a loose cannon...
Have you ever had a friend who you thoroughly enjoyed
You dreamed together...chuckled together...
And shared exciting movie plots together too
Have you ever had to part for a while, but knew that it was only temporary
Just a brief lapse of constant communication
What is a heart to do
Does the heart sit and ponder and wonder what the other is up to
Or does the other send a warm hello every now and again and say
"I am alive and well...and I miss you!"
Awkwardness and me do not go hand in hand
I thought absence made the heart grow stronger
I simply don't understand
I think I will pack my bags and go hide in the sand for a while
When this hurricane passes over then I will go move to another planet
Space flights are under ten thousand dollars they say
Or maybe I will just change my name and borrow a dead person's identity
Or maybe I could move to Europe and become a not-so-famous writer
Just like Ernest Hemingway
I don't do awkwardness very well
And in this case "absence does not make the heart grow stronger"
I am not a dentist--I do not like pulling teeth
The End.
g.rix
1-14-15
rant poetry*
Friendship is hard
It is like wearing an old sweater some days
The yarn becomes unfrayed
Other days it's like a pair of high heel shoes
Wobbly and crooked is my gait
Some days it seems no matter how hard I try
It's like pulling teeth trying to communicate
It's just seems awkward to try
Mind reading and mind bending
It's like jogging in the park at dark--scary and unnerving
Some days I wonder why I even try
Is this effort worth it all?
I am just too shy and nothing comes out right at all?
At the risk of sounding too critical
I'm just no good at this initiation phase
Starting all over is the worst part of the fall
Shall I quit or start all over again?
gwendolen rix
12-30-14
I am married to this great man.
but, boy isn't he stubborn!
If he does not feel like doing something,
it is like pulling teeth with him.
I say one thing,
He says another.
I want to go hang with some friends,
he wants to stay home.
I swear some days he disagrees,
because he can.
I love this man dearly,
But find life can get stressful with him.
He was laid off for a year,
constantly at home he was.
Just like a bump on the couch,
Just another kid to add to the mix.
He just did as he pleased.
Now don't get the wrong impression here.
This man is quite dear, with a loving heart,
and a soft touch.
I knew he was stubborn when we married.
But over the years this man is worse then ever.
We have been together now for 13 years,
And he still is a changing man.
yet I still adore him like it was yesterday.
I love him more and more every day.
Where do you feel like eating,
Here, or a trip into town?
A question I'm repeating
Til the minutes to noon count down.
It's never a simple matter.
Surely someone can decide.
For we all desire a platter
Of General Tso's with rice beside.
Regrettably the choice is
Like pulling teeth without gas.
Unless we lift our voices,
No Chinese for us, alas!
Could someone take the lead and make a decision, please?
Hey, I'm getting hungry, I'm going to Mickey D's.
For The Sonnet Man's Acrostic Challenge
like pulling teeth
i can't wait to get this thing removed
thought it was an ingrown hair
but apparently the pain shows me where it really hurts
state of shock
phone too expensive
undeliverable mail
line of communication down
beware the water
side effects may include
swelling and shrinkage
waking up more dead everyday
voiceless expressions
no time to mourn the lost
survivalism and denial
remember me not forgotten
how is life worth all this pain
what did i enevitably learn in this experience
surrendering to societies malfunctions
I don't believe in
Beware the water
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