New Years Resolution

Write more!
Stay in touch more.

Push to put my foot down more,
and learn that there stuck with me,
no matter how much they threaten to fire me.

I will  be ready for the wedding in October.
60 pounds lost and dress size perfect.
And yes ladies, the hair will be back by then.
yes, you can do the makeup to.

Time to stick to my guns and write.
Anything and everything,
that's what the book said.
Even if it's just a paragraph,
it's something.

I will be me and nothing else.
It's not what they want,
it's what I need to do.
It's who I want to be!

Time to find that writer in me,
Time to let her free.
Clarei you ready.
I feel your story ready to be.

Musings of a Writer, Realizing she's more then the world around her

Merry Xmas

Christmas Presents.
Batman movies.

Nothing like the holidays with family and friends.
Not everyone could be here at once.
But even stopping in and saying Hi, is all we really need.

So on this special day,
when gifts and holiday cheer,
are all around. 
I wish you all the merryist.

Have a drink for me,
or an extra candy cane.
Kisses from me,
and hugs all around.
I'd give you all high fives,
or Hell Ya's.

It's like a ritual in its' self.
Christmas means family.
Friends.
Animals.
Movies.

To all out there in this time of year.
I wish you the best.
The most amazing.
I wish for your wishes to come true.

Happy holidays to all.
Merry Christmas to all.

Musings of a Brain during the Holidays

Self-righteous suicide

Once when I was younger,
Not that far back,
But far enough.

I remember the day,
The one where I finally,
Finally,
Shut myself away.

I said good bye then.
To the world.
To choices.
To him.

I gave up...
Thinking...
If he could do it....
Why couldn't I.

Could I do it?

The red made that choice for me.
The sting shook my core.
His voice,
His yell.

Sent me spiraling back.

So I changed me.
Less open,
More angry.
Less fighting it,
More accepting it.

I thought of him today,  of a boy from my past. He took his life long ago, and left me to find it. Maybe not his life, but his shell. I felt his buzzing, floating around. He was checking up, keeping me cool. Focused without the anger. Making me who I am.

Personality

It's always been hidden...

It's what makes me...well me.

I remember when I was younger.
Before teenage hormones,
Boys,
And the persuit of acceptance ...

I lived in myself.

I lived to try and create a world.
One I'd disappear in to hide.

From yelles,
Screams,
And put downs.

Musings of a personality lost

Emotions

The ground was damp. She could feel it soak into her clothes as she layed there on her side. Shivering from the coldness, eye lids fluttered.

Dark pools of red swirld with emotions.
Pain.
Anger.
Loss.
Rejection.

Everything was running threw her mind, but one one thing repeated:

" Destroy the child,"

She blinked, it felt heavy and lagged. The delay was making her eyes sting. Fresh tears glistened,  as red eyes vanished tears shed.

Musings of a soldier facing death

Anger

Is it so hard!?

Can't you fucking understand something so simple!?

If i knew how much of a problem this would turn out to be,
...I'd ...I'd ....god I'd let you rot on your own.

I manage,
I always have.
I didn't need help.
But noooo

You decided its not good enough ....
Wala here we sit.

My tears streaming down with you pointing the blaming game at me.

I had my plans.
You feel the need to break them.
I had myself under control.
You feel the need to break that.
I feel the need to me mad.
You feel the need to tell me its ill placed.

(Probably cant even fucking understand that last phrase)

Here's another:
Revenge is a dish best served cold.

Does that need explaing?

Musings of a girl fed up

The Wolf

He use to be so silly,
she changed him long ago.

He use to be so serious,
She changed that in him to.

I remember a man of blue eyes and golden hair.
His laugh was contagious.
His annoyances were a blessing.

I remember a man....
Who held me as a child...
Took me from my home...
A home I had yet to even know.

The wolf haunts my dreams now...
He travels the waters edge as the blonde of my other self holds me down.
Hello wolf of my past...

I remember your name,
I remember your addiction.

One day I hope to meet you again.
When our paths cross,
Will I recognize you?
Or will that simple laugh...
(I take it back)

Will that child in you draw me back?

Or will you just walk by as you did that day I died?

I'll always want the answer...
One day Riko...
One day you'll tell me why..

Musings of a Girl lost in her past

Stories

Stories are buzzing,
Gnawing at the brain stem.

Colors are flashing,
Scenes are blending together.

Hero's are becoming villains,
Princesses tuned to evil witches.

Stop!

The demons are sprouting white wings,
Swords are sharper then I could have imagined.
Please drop this now!

Cut the imitation down,
Stop the starts,
Give me an end...hell even a middle.

Musings of a brain gone on block

Pulse

Music pulsating ...
Time slowing down.

Bodies grinding,
Hearts pounding out the rhythm.

Sweat covers,
Minds drift as the mix begins to entrance.

Heads thrown back,
"Born to be alive!'

Musings of a mind on music

Lights

Its blinding all at once.
Like moths to flame,
We crave it.
Need it.

Do all that we can to catch the flicker....

I dont dream with color anymore,
Its been sucked out.
The last i dreamt i heard the shatter.

Like broken dishes,
But this time,
This time i could not replace it.

Musings of a dream gone dark

Children

He eyed the child.

Small and fragile.

"Innocent, " came a voice from far beyond him. The little girl before him turned quickly and watched.

Dark black hair flowing freely in the calm wind. Her tiny hands clenched at her too large shit. The watcher then saw it in her body. The tension followed by a whimper of fear.

"Don't fear her," came the wind again. The voice wrapped around the watcher and in return his body shook. No cold or fear gripped him, loss of his own life was expected.

But the concern for hers gripped him.

He watched her crouch down disappearing into the tall dieing grass around them. He straightened up see her just barley, shaking horribly.

"Will I see her again?" The watcher yelled. With terrified eyes, she acknowledged him. Bright blue eyes as clear as crystals watched him in fear. With a quick blick they turned blood red.

Another blink and they were blue again. He stepped back quickly.

---
Musings of a mind in story mode

Dreams End

The water calmed around me.

I'd learned long ago to end the fight.

She holds me down,
My lungs begin to burn.
I trash once,
A test.

But she is as strong as ever.

I open as the air escapes,
My lungs fill,
My body begins the sequence.

Fill.
Constrict.
Exhale.
Drift.

I stare up at her from my watery grave.

She's beautiful still.
Blonde and elegant.
Blue eyed angel of suffering.

This lake,
I use to walk this lake.

I die in this lake time after time.

Musings of an unfinished dream

Dream pt 2

Feel it weigh heavy on me.
The water displaces,
My body is added.

Strong arms fight me,
Legs thrash out,
Body twists.

Im fully under,
The fight is quick.

Shes always been the better fighter.

Shes wrapped me in waters embrace.

Musings of a mind in deep

Dream pt 1

The world is gray.

Grayer then the night it started.
The breeze is cold.
My skin is lined with bumps.

Im barefoot like before.
But as i look to them,
Buried deep in the sand.
I see the cuts,
Feel the sting.

I look across the land then.
A lake shore.
A run down cabin.
Clear waters.
Ripples of the wind.

I walk to the water.
Walk in to my knees.

I feel it slowly...

Musings of a mind dreaming

Thanksgiving

Its a lonely affair.
Sitting at dinner tables already used.
Turkey done up,
Gravy all clumpy.

Its lack of flavor ...?
No.
Its lack of a connection.

Give thanks they say.
To what?

Family,  yes.
Friends,  definitely.
Loneliness,  no thank you.
Depression,  i could have done without.

A lone plate.
Small amounts of food
Thanksgiving lost.

Musings of a brain eating alone.

Brain dead

There's a buzzing in my brain.
Like lighting strikes,
Or wait is it thunder booming?

The buzzing continues on.

It turns to an itch,
Itchy in my blood stream.
Scratching at my wrists.

Finally it stops.
Dripping like rain,
Splashing like tears.

Musings of a brain gone dead

Change

Its what we've always need.
Not a jack of all trades,
Or a charmer in the rye.

We've needed someone who identified.
He stood by us,
And in the end he only asked,
( he didnt have to, id done it hands down)
To stand by him again.

I did just that.
I casted a vote.
I took a leap.
I got passionate.

Black or white, 
Yellow or brown.

Hes a president who told it like it was.

Hes my president.
Im proud to be an American.
A Democrat.

Play ball

I miss scraped knee's. Bloodied elbows and dirt everywhere.  Pushing yourself up when all you wanna do is quit. Bruised hands, fast balls galore,  but most of all the thrill.

Watching as the balls flys out, mask falling down. The shouts. The voice dominant. Precise. Ahh i miss that thrill.

Musings of a mind on softball

I will pick up again

I've havnt been writing  much and I know that. I have the sudden feeling  like depressions gripping me again. I think it's mostly the stress from work but there's not much I can do about that. Seasons coming in and well I've already lost so many days with this blog.

Don't worry I won't be stopping once it slows down a bit I'll pick back up again. Heck I think at this point in time I'm just going to set an alarm for a specific time.  whatever happens is whatever it gets written.

Complicated

Its life in a nut shell.
Work,
Family,
Friends,
Magic games,
Relationship problems.

Its a long list of complicated.
But life goes on and we....
Well we carry on.

It's not choice,
Its a way.
Its a necessity.

Complicated.
F that!

Musings of a mind deciding

Once upon a time...

Once upon a time......
There was a Human thrown into a war waged between Heaven and Hell. She was given armor, a sword and the simple order to fight.

With guardian's by her side and order's to be followed. The Human did not question what she was being told. For no one questioned the laws of god.

The wars raged on and her guardian's watched her closely. They began to notice that the fire in her eyes was fading fast. For the Human was feeling as if she was a second class citizen.

But no matter how much her guardian's tried to comfort her. Nothing could change the fact that she did not belong.

Till one day He appeared..........

The First General to Hell's armies sought her out. As she slashed her way through battle. Following the urge to find the high power of another.

A power that felt so familiar but so foreign. She came face to face with the tall general. With wings of pitch black.

He simply smiled at the slowly changing Human. And kneeled down before her, something none of her guardian's had ever done. And Stated, “I bow before the rightful Daughter of Chaos."

As she stared the general down she felt a chill cross her body.

"Daughter?" She asked slowly, looking to the kneeling man.

"Of course Clarei, You feel more of a bond with me then that man who calls you angel." He said with a smile.

Musings of an old girl remembering

Introduction

Shes a wise crackin,
Take sas from no one,
Beat ya if ya put down a friend,
Hold ya till ya tears dry up.

Kinda Duck.

She may not play the game,
Or follow the march.
But that don't mean she hasn't found her own.

This Yoshi's ready to run...well...not to fast.

Life by her is live by the day,
Pens and pencils in hand,
Create as your life says.

Dont follow!
Lead!

This anime,
Music,
Video games,
Friends,
Family,
Animal lover is ready to go.

Mission here I come!
This is just start.

Musings of a duck accepting the challenge

Get serious

So im setting up an alarm reminder. I need to keep up with this even if no one reads them. I don't needs comments. Looking at how many times the page is enough.view

So I'll find a good one tonight. Maybe ones to probe my imagination. Lil prompts here and there.

Coworkers

Y to the I.
I to the J
M to the L! M to the L!

Like three little kittens!
Oh wait, scratch that.

Birds of a feather!
Three we be.
With these two I'd rather be.

Days come and go,
Only see one or the other.
One of these days,
Damn it Janet!

One of these day,
Come season you'll see.

We three bust out baked good like the penguin bustin out rhymes.

Musings of a brain missing coworkers

Snip snip

Pin.
Prick.
Thread pulled tight.

Scrunched and wrapped.
Glued down and held tight.

Hands pulled together.
Cloth, thread,  spiders, ribbon.
Snip, snip.

Bows for a holiday spooky at heart.

Musings of a brain on crafts

They come alive

My imagination makes it so.

The words the fly,
Create,
Destroy,
But most of all imagine the world.

They come alive in colorful ways but as the years go on I find fading.

For world to slowly faded from my mind.
The small scripts, poems, pages upon pages, keep her alive.

But the mind begins to forget.

But one day,
I'm sure she'll return,
dressed in red,
black long hair and eyes afraid of nothing.

One day she'll stand again and I will imagine her world full of wonder and war.

Musings of an imagination forgetting

Zone

I listen quietly.
Its not a need to be loud or rude.
Not even to be known or spotted.

Its to watch and observe.
To listen closely while i do what it is i do best.
Zone out.

Zone out,
To take it all in with out....
Focusing.
To fully understand the dribble that is.

Musings of a brain focusing

Tune into my immunity

You know the feeling.
Feeling when it changes.

When the simple things become...
To troublesome...
Untouchable...
Lonely.

The loneliness is what gets me.
The ache is what sets me off.
The blow up is just....

Another time for
"Whatever"
Walking away.
Pretending it isn't your problem.

Tears and bluffs.
Why bother.

Musings of a brain not tuned in

Morning work

Same old track of songs.
P.A. systems blaring,
Managers in call 24/7.

Groceries A-Z,
Phones constantly ringing.
Orders, orders everywhere,
But not a one for me!

Department drama,
Managers moaning.
Another day of busting,
Another day of blah.

Musings of a brain on early

Lonely

Quiet nights
Lead to lonely times.
The gurglr of water,
The meow in the dark.

Curse you little squirrel!
You'll be the end of me one day!
Aww your too cute to be mad at.

Tip toe
Tip toe
A pick
A poke
A shadow in the window.

Oh no
Geez
I spook to easily

Musings of a brain in the dark

Buzzing

It starts as just that,
Buzzing in my brain.
Like bees drawn to honey...

Damn it not now!
You should of been gone,
All of you gone.

I denied you years ago,
Enjoyed the peace and quiet.
The brief moments ,
Were just that brief in nature.

But now they buzz again,
Clawing,  begging, gnawing,  buzzing!
God why!?

They scared me then,
They scare me now!

Musings of a brain hearing things

Serious

<p>Lets do this,<br>
Lets be frank.</p>

Cuz it's not about the words,
Or expressions.
Its the notion of understanding.
The feeling of living.

A hop skip and a jump,
I'm ready to tear it apart.
To say goodbye.
Adios M.F!

Oh well forget the serious.
Its better to be silly.

Musings of a brain lost

A night

Good friends.
Nothing better then mangos and pizza!

Dog sit!
Joke!
Spit!

Music to bring us together!
Guy love to point it out!

Wao wao were stuck like glue!
Another day with the Lezi twins!

Musings of a brain on music

Pause

I know I've been gone...
Chasing rainbows,
Puddy tats,
Money trees,
And family tears.

Its not the list or the excuses.
Its the lack of strength.
Its the want to leave,
To do.

I doubt many things would help....
Distractions mean very little

Musings of a brain under a list

Flowers

All i freaking wanted!!!

Musings of a girl without them

Ickle Ronnie

Flaming red,
Tall, built, loyal to a fault.
I melt at the thought.

A girly dream of
Thick accents,
And brains to rival all.

Ahh a girlish dream.

Musings of a brain on Weasley

Not use to it

Its funny.
The way the words weave.
Not even the words really.

Tude and tone,
Make the diffrence here.
Buddy ole pal.

If shoes were on the other feet,
It still wouldn't change.
Except I'd  be the one begging.

In the end it will always be my fault.
Guess I should of known.
Things never change.

Musings of someone "to" emotional

I feel like dancing

Woke to pain.
I throbbed from hip to foot.
Knee, foot, ovaries.

Damn you!

I do the slow walk in the mornings.
Do the limp by lunch.
Come dinner I'm cramping.

Little dance of pain.
Please go to hell.
Becouse sambaing from sympathy will get me nowhere

Musing of pain dancing

Blah blah

Its sucks

Musing of a day

Random

So I've posted a mass one of all my musing from facebook. I know a few of you have read them, heck maybe you want to read them again. Each has it's date of post followed by title then of course the musing.

No comments yet but that doesnt matter, lots of people are reading or at least glancing at this blog. So far I've kept to my schedule but it's slowly turning into a chore. I knew it would but I can push threw this, I just read my profile info and that line, "kick writers block in the ass." makes me smile. Some of the ones that feel like they have no real kick to it are the ones that I just do to fill.

Just ones to keep up with the idea of posting every day.

So I hope all your musing are coming into focus. I hope you see a new way of thinking when you read my random ones.

So go out! Find a muse. Write or draw, skip or fly. Mark your musing for today!

-DTHJoey

Facebook Musings

September 8

Brains on Fire....

 

I'm waiting for a bus.
A bus that will never come.
The sweat runs from head to toe, my dr.pepper is melting.
Someone stop!
Tell the bus driver the heat is roasting!
We are waiting for a bus, my dr. Pepper and I.
A bus that will never come.

Musings of a brain fried poet - bows- thank you

September 9

Five Years

I got a pin today.
Its probably fake,
it came with a letter.
Family x6, and pride in bold.
Five years deli and bakery.
Cut thumb, knee surgery, and oil to the face.
Five years and all I got was pin...it’s probably fake.

Musings of a brain dead stater bros employee

September 9

Storm in the Desert 

Sprinkle sprinkle little storm.
Up above the desert so dry,
like a sip of water....

Smell of death rotting,
Has anyone noticed,
this storm sucks now

Musings of an ice cream craving. Rained in poet

September 10

Lets play cards

Green, blue, red.
Lands all over.
Black, white,
Take a life.
Its time to attack!
Take that!
Damn it babe!
At least put lipstick on him!

Musings of a Magic player poet.

September 10

Dirty job

Drowning in frosting,
Wrapped in ribbon.
These are a few of my scariest dreams.

Yelled at in languages,
alone for hours.
Playing with frosting is taxing and dirty.

Musings of a done decorator...mmmm frosting

September 10

Video Games

Portal guns go off!
Me and her with him.
Take it now!
Sitting in a tank,
Machine gun,
Cannon!

Bowling with friends,
a night full of fun.
Time for pasta before the nights done.

Musings of a girl with friends.

September 11

Remember

Silence.
A group gone quiet.
Between yells and cries,
and prayers in droves.

We say goodbye to so many,
every year a new saying.
No one forgets,
how can you when a world goes silent.

Musings of a 12 year old from 11 years ago

September 11

Boys night

The bass pumps,
the kicks land and the beams maim.
Swords slash and fans fly,
guns seem cheap,
but not as bad as the bat!
Release now!
Persona!
Sister complexes and deadly legs,
robot chicks and a scary teddy.
Another night with the boys.

Musings of a Death xiii persona player

Sprint

Jump, hop, skip, fly!

Soar as if you've been doing it all your life.
As if these chains mean nothing.

Run to the goal!
Always keep it in your sights.
Never let the silence play a factor.

Your steps will sound the alarm.
Your breathing a gental beat.
The rhythm set in time with your ever ready dream.r

Musings of a falling brain

/OMG

/OMG: Astrology - Death Joey

This is an awsome web comic. Usagi and Seph are dear friends and are doing awsome with updates and artwork.

Keep it up and Usagi thanks for the symbol!!!

Enjoy your night, dream of musings!

-DTHJoey

Take me to....

Take me to the pool side.
Let me enjoy cool water,
Over toes and knees.
So sweet!

If you swim along,
Ill follow along.
Ill just keep swimming righy here by myself.

Da dat dada da datta da

Another beautiful night in cool waters.

Musings of a brain in the deep end

Ready, Steady, Go!

Ahh my vacation is just around the corner. ( literally in one hour) and my minds buzzing with things.

Who to see. Where to go. Who not to tell. And who to just drag down with me. Nothings planned except my anniversary. But that's a week from now.

Expect more then one musing a day. I'll have lots of time lol

So see you all as the days fly and take a moment to create your own musing.

-
DTHJoey

Energy drinks

Falling with wings attached.

Monsters gnawing at my brain.

Inject the drug do it quick!

Seems more painful then any needle or venom could be

My heart beats faster with every sip,
The crash is always harder.

Musings of a energy induced puppet

Ears

I'm always a set.
That constant understanding,
Of love loss,
Troubles,
Confessions galore!

I'll play the set again today.
Girl troubles for him,
Boy troubles for her.

Who will be my set one day?

Musings of a pair of ears

D.E.A.D

Ahhh
Another day of drivel.

Baaaa
Baking in time.

Chhh
Checking another customer.

Daaa
Damn you and your insults.

Musings of a brain on work time

Me, me, me...b.s you!

Its never about the cards on the ground.
Or the clothes wherever you take them off.
Open pakages, cooking all over.

Its how I've done nothing to fix it.
How I watch it happend,
And don't follow you on hand and foot.
To clean your mess.

Fuck that I ain't your maid.

Musings of a mad Girlfriend

Din din

Munch munch.
Another consumption of things:
Unhealthy, delicious!

Oh well
A diet for another day.
A sandwich made with love
Could never br unhealthy.

Musing of a hungry worker

Me and my alarm

* buzz buzz buzz*
Snooze

* buzz buzz buzz*
Snooze

* buzz buzz buzz*
Snooze

I don't wanna go to work today. I went in yesterday..

Musings of a sleepy head

Spam

Oh I'll show you.

Mess with the ram and you get the horns.
Not just any horns buddy!

I understand the computer made the mistake.
Spam!

Ahhh
I have two word for you computer!
One starts with a F and ends with a k.
Second starts with a y and ends with a U!

Musing of a tired (irritated) blogger

Let me esplain...

So this blog is for my musings. I want to post at least once a day. But if I get into a good mood or have good inspiration around. I will post more.

As the first post said I started this on facebook. People got tired of me flooding the boards and suggested that I do a blog.

So these are the random thoughts I have during the days. I will post a mass one with the previous one's from facebook.

Thank you to all those that read these. If your kind enough leave a comment. If your mean and hate the format of these musings. Please know I don't care.

There random and should be taken just like that. So please enjoy and remember check daily.

- DTHJoey

Party in the B.A.K.E.R.Y/ D.E.L.I

*Ring ring*
Answer up!
Break times over.
Time to party!

Gatherings of friends
Coworkers galore.

Another day another dollar.
Another day of this chore.

Musings of a girl called in on her day off

Yes, yes I've moved to blogger

So yes I'm here now.
Names been called,
Hands been up for hours!

Yes, yes I know.
I've stopped cluttering the feed.

All walls are clear all board's are safe.
Another post to my musings.
An ode to a new home.

Musings of a girl off of Facebook
all