People and Things, a mother-daughter Blog

April 17, 2015

Expect an Audience

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If it is yourself and you found it right there

Then be happy


oh boy that is something else

Unless you get too old to even see yourself in




You will be frustrated again

Until heaven


March 21, 2015


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This poem came from my reflections on Lent

The first time in history

…never exists

But a breech in history

… the nature of things

When you think about yourself

Don’t give any credit,

Because you are stuck between….

What was and what will come

You fucking breech

June 6, 2013

It is a Brazen Conflict

if life seems fine then,

it turns always to a brazen conflict.

Something wrong certainly happens that day.


Of course if life tries to be at its worst,

there is definitely a brazen conflict.

With what seems to be precise demands that

the day or DAYS stretch forever, until they come to a STOP.


In this time, somehow the world has imposed itself,

asking for more momentum to…

build that shit up to start over again;I guess I expected to see the world circle round,

religion told me to, so did my parents wisdom, my grandparents drove it home with their unified message about

a brazen conflict and its vapor on love.

Did you not expect it?



March 2, 2011


Filed under: Madness,people,perspectives,poetry,pwaah,sorrow,tolerance — peopleandthings @ 11:22 pm


If you had to escape a nine story building should you dive or jump?
The shirtwaist factory workers made blouses for women. The machines got faster, so did the quotas. Women would be running their material through, accidently some finger would run through too and they pulled rags off their dresses to bandage the wounds WHILE THEIR EMPLOYERS DOCKED THEIR PAY FOR THE NEEDLE THEY BROKE OFF and the time they ‘waist’ed… plus… they locked the doors…it’s so…they.

January 29, 2009

Ode to John Updike-mama mama mia mama mom just be there if you do not mind-Lesley

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Meeee maaaa mima my mia no naaaaa no anybody
just me I think…
I think that has it pretty straight
For now

Could go to
any possibilities

See bueno see- si estar
yeh bueno
Right,then left,

Si beuno,
forgot about them too,


there must be…
to put it

I think our children will all say,

Go to0 far
See it’s easy

when it’s put in to words,

December 18, 2008

Piss Your Pants-Lesley


How would that happen?


For many of the world besides the United States, it could be

what  happens when a bomb just exploded-

next door of your house,

instead of across the street,


Or maybe, in the USA

It could be

Some magnificent  theatrical work,


As a kid,

you watch a magician,

pull a rabbit out of a hat,


It could be all of that-

Instead of laugh,

Piss Your Pants.




December 14, 2008

Taffeta, Calico, and Seams-Lesley

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The only reason we have cloth at all is because people from the stone age figured out how to weave some of the many fibers they were accumulating after they ate. They were figuring out how to use it not because they needed to; they could have just discarded it, yet they found a use….we are in a world wide depression, I think we should do the same.




A place where pieces join

Sometimes it feels like a

Tear drop


it feels like the rain.




you aren’t trying,

to change,




Like food, clothing, and shelter,

force you forward,



 I Know people have hearts, and they go to Big Lots or other stores that are good to buy simple things…

blankets, baby toys, food….there are a lot of local shelters, try your churches for one toy, one blanket, a few cans of food.

merry Christmas to all of us………

Birth of Christ.

December 3, 2008


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In the past you had to be auditory.

That’s how you heard about it,

to understand ideas, people, and things…






they are

three letter sounds and primitive,

in six or two,

who knew,


When the visual learners took over,

back then,

It was like a sonic boom—

after that,

all Hear Sayers were accosted by

Kings with kinesthetic tribes

Who owned


crying out loud



that they saw,



to eye,

yeah, imagine that,

heard everything,

and dead,


visualize vibes,


lives back then

even if it came down to

when certain people were suppose to pass it on,



To pass it on…to ?


leaders watched,

an old world again,

turn upside down.

In 600’s.A.D.



After That(study),

I started to think

It’s always been that,

turned around,

every time,


“What the FUCK do you want me to do about it?”

December 1, 2008


One more peak experiene in my life that happened when I worked in the public library.


There was a group of mentally challenged individuals who visited more than

most patrons. One morning at the information desk, I was asked to come over by one man

who said he wanted me to help him,

to help his friend,

email his mother,

When I arrived at the public computer, a man with cerebral palsy sat infront of the screen


a piece of paper in his hand.

When his mother had phoned last she gave him her email…..nice eh?



One soul

making me cry

Even before

I walked up to him


Sitting there

Looking at the screen


Wanting his mama


His friend

Had come to me

At the desk,

to say,


“My friend

Wants to send

An e mail,

To his




I understood his special needs

But it was

Beyond me

to help them both

Even when I tried 


In fact,

I feel,

I failed.




Yeah me.



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