People and Things, a mother-daughter Blog

March 2, 2011

hmmmm.

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THEY-Lesley

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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.

February 24, 2010

FLOAT-Lesley

My Childhood was incredible, it set me up to understand the world in some mighty different ways…that is why I can’t ever blame my parents for anything.
This poem is for Anna. Do you regret your childhood, Dear?

Lift* raft,
Lift it,
Hear the fish clapping
It’s a pain,

Circling of elation
I should be thinking about my day,
When is my dad suppose to die?
Pink star ‘Possy” it’s a pane,
Real “it’s a plain pain”,

Because…
Left home,
To my talking…
my,
children,
into,
… survive

say…take the colors and patterns
And use them the way your
toes feel in sand,
or snow.
Always, against the wind.
It will show.

Forever

Let me point
Fish, birds, flowers, mountain views, and seascapes, eye color and a smile,
heart beats in the hands…
Float.

October 2, 2009

Anna-why do you say that? Yawn, just needed to tell somebody something. It can wait till, stretch again, Monday?

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well that’s my knew motto…yawn.
I figured out one more thing about men- the left right thing REALLY DOES MATTER….yeaaaaaaah.

July 23, 2009

Mistakes-Lesley

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Only come from one thing
Trying

If you were trying something evil
Then your mistake
makes out that way

If you were trying
and it doesn’t go forward
That day

Only time says

Mistakes are inevitable

June 13, 2009

All the Things I Hear-Lesley

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It’s not rain falling,
These trees are being preserved to die.
I don’t get it;
I don’t want to face the danger,
With all the browned out,
Lullaby.

June 6, 2009

In My Ears-Lesley

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In my ears

To swallow

Wish I could be a bird

 

Compelled to call out perpetually

And eat living things that crawl

 

Then I could rid the world of evil

But only law does that when it can

 

Circumstance is unavoidable

When you are a worm

May 2, 2009

RAPACITY-Lesley

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Rapacity

Can one imagine what one word says?

Pretty sure it has pants’ lengths versus,

Skirts,

 

Render everything then

The earth,

 

Problem from me so

I sag,

 

Figuring blame

Somebody in the

Lag====

Oh well

 

Water creeps up

Even where

It ain’t needed

 

Then the power

Of showers feed

It

 

That lonesome

Dove

Making miracles from

 

===it’s credence

March 27, 2009

What Should You Keep-Lesley

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So lately I have started another handwritten diary to my children, kinda like a reflection of my life, my awareness of lessons I’ve learned that they may or may not glean anything from.
     In last night’s entry I said that there are many things I remember about growing up, every strong moment that my parents gave me to become myself, even the shrug of the shoulders when I made mistakes (though those shrugs came with help out of the hole I created if I needed it) the experiences with adventure and such.
     I said, yes, there are many things that I truly appreciate about my parents and how they supported my whims and ways that let me know it was okay to be me, even in my strangeness, yet, what I wish I could have done the most is capture all the many many many times we laughed.
      I wrote that they were such wits as to inspire that in my sister and I.
I DO…I wish I could have captured those times to look back on and appreciate over and over again. There are special ones in my memory, yet there are plenty more where I really do not know what was said and I see us all cracking up; I cry out, “I want to unlock this fucking converstion….I want to be in this conversation again”.
      My childhood was spectacular, inspiring, motivating, and supportive, it made me jump boundaries when I became older that women were still held under in the 80’s and 90’s(even today) and most of all it made me awe at both of my Father and Mothers’ brilliance and humor.
     My Mom thinks she isn’t as funny as us three….but ironically she is…one of the memories about mom that can truly crack me up every time I think about it is when I am pointing fingers and cussing up a storm in high school…at both of them…and I can see the rage in her building until she blurts out…”DO YOU HAVE TO SWEAR LIKE THE REST OF THE GODDAMN ASSHOLES” ….see what I mean?…the room went silent…we all sat there for a moment contemplating her words and all of a sudden all the teenage/parents’ bullshit was gone….and soon after, we laughed for a long long while.

March 8, 2009

Saturday Morning 1970-Lesley

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I live far, far away from my dad

(and my mom)

But I think he chose

to wrestle exotic snakes.

Now that I think back.

 

She was probably mad,
because she felt exotic too.

 And seasons that

I did not understand.

I will only remember that morning for what

It is.

 

 

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