I can tell you that I am tall,
an I am also not petite,
an some they might say sturdy,
like a tree who has two feet,
An I used to be so thin,
as a stick, I heard em say,
though I won't say I'm too big,
I'm no longer quite that way,
Well I have a little belly,
as some older women do,
I earned it,
what I think,
with my cooking yeah it's true,
So someone might say "chubby"
an I guess OK with that,
I keep an eye on the scale each day,
so I won't end up too fat,
as I sample of my cooking,
to add in this an that,
Sometimes I might wear some makeup
though most days I do not,
especially in the summertime,
when the sun is blazing hot,
I wear my jeans till *****
yup more than just few hours,
some say I am a witch,
who's got some kinda powers,
I like the rain a lot you know,
and soaking in warm showers,
I'm not sure that I'm ****
my face has many wrinkles,
I like vanilla bean ice cream,
with some yummy chocolate sprinkles,
and some say that I still glow at night,
my eyes they sorta twinkles, ; )
I sip my wine at night to ease,
I work and write by day,
my thoughts come in a rushing breeze,
way more than I can say,
I see the world much differently
than others who are around,
I hear the leaves as they fall dreaming,
an as they hit the sacred ground,
poetry is everyone,
in every lovely sight -an sound
I love my little Tanley cat,
he sits atop my shoulder,
first thing in the morning too,
an each day I'm gettin' older,
I don't take the **** life gives,
cuz I'm a gettin' a lil' bolder,
winters in Vermont are now
much warmer 'stead of colder,
I have an older Subaru,
with lucky all wheel drive,
that thing is like a tank ya know,
it's helped me stay alive,
if you are in the wilderness,
I could help ya to survive,
I cut an split our wood a lot,
but I say the "F" word too,
an I can cook most ANYTHING,
especially a stew!!
Emmmm, emmm yummy!
an I don't have a lot of friends,
but the few I have are true,
If you really wanna know-
just what I'm really like,
well come up to Vermont -c'mon!
and we'll take a lovely hike,
or take snowmobile out in wintertime,
or catch a real big ugly pike,
or introduce you too my 6'8"
nephew -
who's name is little Mike,
I am so honest- genuine,
I love all people- same,
love is in my heart you see,
to me- it's not a game,
and life is what you make it,
so it's not about the blame,
an I no longer carry anger near,
or not any hidden shame,
I am a very gentle soul,
unless you cross me bad,
and even then I'd likely be,
only maybe sad,
I use my measures often too-
especially the "tad" : )
I think you'd want me in your corner-
I defend mine 'til the death,
an I will speak my certain truth-
until my last an dying breath,
Most days I feel misunderstood,
a curse I bear - alone,
I keep here pretty quite too,
an I like to be at home,
I guess I'm left of center,
NO didn't vote for stupid Trump,
I called him more than maybe twice,
an orange looking angry chump,
I have so many scars,
on my hands from workin hard,
I think I made clean money,
an now I am the bard,
Of a place I love the very most,
where I am my own queen,
and living every day here,
is nothing but a dream,
as I have come to realize,
things are never as they seem,
And we all need to learn,
to be present and to be,
okay with that,
as content is what I seek,
an until I am in total peace,
then I will write,
till the last word that I speak,
turning our truth-
into beautiful poetry.
Ma Cherie © 2017
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 11:17 AM UTC
I can tell you that I am tall,
an I am also not petite,
an some they might say sturdy,
like a tree who has two feet,
An I used to be so thin,
as a stick, I heard em say,
though I won't say I'm too big,
I'm no longer quite that way,
Well I have a little belly,
as some older women do,
I earned it,
what I think,
with my cooking yeah it's true,
So someone might say "chubby"
an I guess OK with that,
I keep an eye on the scale each day,
so I won't end up too fat,
as I sample of my cooking,
to add in this an that,
Sometimes I might wear some makeup
though most days I do not,
especially in the summertime,
when the sun is blazing hot,
I wear my jeans till *****
yup more than just few hours,
some say I am a witch,
who's got some kinda powers,
I like the rain a lot you know,
and soaking in warm showers,
I'm not sure that I'm ****
my face has many wrinkles,
I like vanilla bean ice cream,
with some yummy chocolate sprinkles,
and some say that I still glow at night,
my eyes they sorta twinkles, ; )
I sip my wine at night to ease,
I work and write by day,
my thoughts come in a rushing breeze,
way more than I can say,
I see the world much differently
than others who are around,
I hear the leaves as they fall dreaming,
an as they hit the sacred ground,
poetry is everyone,
in every lovely sight -an sound
I love my little Tanley cat,
he sits atop my shoulder,
first thing in the morning too,
an each day I'm gettin' older,
I don't take the **** life gives,
cuz I'm a gettin' a lil' bolder,
winters in Vermont are now
much warmer 'stead of colder,
I have an older Subaru,
with lucky all wheel drive,
that thing is like a tank ya know,
it's helped me stay alive,
if you are in the wilderness,
I could help ya to survive,
I cut an split our wood a lot,
but I say the "F" word too,
an I can cook most ANYTHING,
especially a stew!!
Emmmm, emmm yummy!
an I don't have a lot of friends,
but the few I have are true,
If you really wanna know-
just what I'm really like,
well come up to Vermont -c'mon!
and we'll take a lovely hike,
or take snowmobile out in wintertime,
or catch a real big ugly pike,
or introduce you too my 6'8"
nephew -
who's name is little Mike,
I am so honest- genuine,
I love all people- same,
love is in my heart you see,
to me- it's not a game,
and life is what you make it,
so it's not about the blame,
an I no longer carry anger near,
or not any hidden shame,
I am a very gentle soul,
unless you cross me bad,
and even then I'd likely be,
only maybe sad,
I use my measures often too-
especially the "tad" : )
I think you'd want me in your corner-
I defend mine 'til the death,
an I will speak my certain truth-
until my last an dying breath,
Most days I feel misunderstood,
a curse I bear - alone,
I keep here pretty quite too,
an I like to be at home,
I guess I'm left of center,
NO didn't vote for stupid Trump,
I called him more than maybe twice,
an orange looking angry chump,
I have so many scars,
on my hands from workin hard,
I think I made clean money,
an now I am the bard,
Of a place I love the very most,
where I am my own queen,
and living every day here,
is nothing but a dream,
as I have come to realize,
things are never as they seem,
And we all need to learn,
to be present and to be,
okay with that,
as content is what I seek,
an until I am in total peace,
then I will write,
till the last word that I speak,
turning our truth-
into beautiful poetry.
Ma Cherie © 2017
