Friday, December 18, 2009

"Thinking of Petie"


"Thinking of Petie"



Once you know Petie,
You won't forget him.
That little rascal.
Energy on four legs
Bright eyed
Always looking for fun
and games.
When I cared
for him when you went
shopping,
He would stare into space
like he couldn't believe it.
He would never come and sit
by me as that would be a
betrayal to you.
(I know he was thinking that)
One day when three year old
Devin opened the back door,
Out he went.
I tore after him and he was
so fast.
Suddenly I stepped in something
warm and squishy that popped up
between my bare toes.
If he hadn't stopped to go, I would
never have caught him.
If he would have gotten out of the
fence, I would have had a heart attack
because he would have run off
looking for his Mommy.
I should have grabbed a hose and
washed off my toes but instead, I
hobbled into the kitchen
carrying Petie and stepped
on a paper towel.
Then I hopped into the bathroom
and washed my foot in the tub.
I remember Devin and Petie
looking at me like, "What
is she doing now?" hahaha
Petie used to sit next to Jamie and move
his chewing toy closer and closer until
he "accidentally" bit Jamie's fingers.
Then he would look surprised.
like, "How did that happen?"
Minutes later he would do it again.
I think fingers were the perfect consistency
to cut his needle sharp teeth on.
When he was tired of waiting for you to
come home he would curl up and sleep
under a chair so the time would go faster.
I would tell him you would be home soon.
He would just sigh.
I remember the picture you sent of
him in his very own wading pool.
That must have felt good
during those hot summers.
I remember the time in our back
yard when he jumped up very high to get
a lower branch of our big maple tree.
He held on and slid down to the ground
and then tugged and tugged
thinking he could pull that forty year old
tree to the ground
Such determination.
Petie is still alive and going strong.
(he will be Twelve years old soon)
He has a good Mommy.
I treasure my memories of
this sweet little dog.


Above Petie ten years old.






Above Petie today

Kes©2009







Saturday, December 5, 2009

'They Call it Death'



'They Call it Death'


They call it "Death"

Which means "no more"

For 'tis a garment

That I wore

Whilst traveling in

A place called Earth

I've traveled many

Times before.


Kes©2-18-94

Thursday, December 3, 2009

'Dazed'


'Dazed'


I walk on broken glass

My feet are bleeding

I do not feel a thing.

Not even remorse

For the destruction.

Maybe nothing is real

Anyhow.

Just an illusion

And I

With an imaginative mind

Created this...

But would I create

humans so pathetic

and weak

With egos that

reach the sky

heartless to a fault

in my minds eye?

I look down again

and see

The blood on my feet

came from my

wounded heart.


Kes©2007


Wednesday, December 2, 2009

'My Doll'



'My Doll'


A gift at Christmas

Unwrapped with pleasure

My very own Doll

My love...my treasure

I named her "Betsy"

I held her tight

And rocked her in

Her cradle each night.

I dressed her

And changed her

And took her to tea.

A friend I always

Had with me.

She taught me to nurture

To love and to share

To know the good feelings

That come when you care.

She was packed in a shoe box

When I was ten.

But I never forgot her

Not now...not then.

When my "Live Dolls" arrived

My hand was steady

My heart full of love

Thanks to her I was ready.

Now I am old

But my heart still is young

And I yearn for the strains

Of the song that's been sung.

If I live to be ninety

Or a hundred and two...

Betsy will be there

To see me through...


Kesti©1992


'Advice to a Young Lad'


'Advice to a Young Lad'


No problem is too

Small or too big.

They must be attended to

And they all have solutions.

How you feel about yourself

Is the most important thing

In your life...all of your life.

Keep your eyes and ears

Open for humor and laugh freely.

Never leave home without

At least two dollars in your pocket.

Never hit your sister

And don't spit!


Kesti©1980


Tuesday, December 1, 2009



"Retro"


The brain is

a very strange place

A room for each desire

Closets galore

Stuffed with memories

Trinkets of your past.

You try to clean them out

Putting them in order

But...there is no order.

For things happen as they will

No direction, Yet you fill

the shelves to max

And push the closet door

and try to close with force

The bad ones push back

and fall onto the floor.

Oh, there is no order

Unless you pretend

And I can't do that

I too won't bend.


Kes©2009



'Insomnia"


She is beautiful

and can be

Fun and funny.

Inside is hiding

an insatiable need

for constant proof

of her worth.

There is no satisfying it.

It rules her and all who

try to love her.

It is a vast emptiness

That must be filled.

She takes drugs and alcohol

to put herself into a deep sleep.

When she wakes, it is

right there waiting.

A big spending spree

will calm it for a

few hours, but never days.

Where did it come from?

This horrid need?

She has been given

countless gifts from God.

She doesn't see them.

She can't grow up.

Indulging her makes

her more needy.

She is like an actress

Who comes out of her

inner reality

at times

And plays the role

of wife and Mother.

And then as suddenly

as she appears

Slides back into

the darkness.

I can't sleep

I worry

Is that a baby's cry?


Kes© March 2009

'A Time For Everything'



'A Time For Everything'


There is time to peek

Into a crib

And smile and coo and cuddle

There is time to watch him

Splash around

In every muddy puddle,

There is time to see him

Off to school

Upon that special day

There is time to kneel

Beside his bed

And teach him how to pray.

There is time to teach him

How to ride

A bike and how to swim

There is time to take

Him on a hike

And just plain get to know him.

There is time to teach him

Love of Christ

And to help his fellow man

There is time to teach him

How he fits

Into God's wondrous plan.

There is time to watch him graduate

You're both so very proud

There is time to see him

Get a job

He's in the 'working crowd."

There is time to watch him Walk the Aisle

With someone very dear

There is time to see him move away

You brush away each tear.

There is time to peek

Into a crib

To cuddle...smile and coo.

And watch your Grandson grow and grow

'A time for Everything"

Come true!


Kesti©1990



'Truth Be Dancing'


'Truth Be Dancing'

I believe

And not believe

In the same

Moment

That I can't

Believe

I'm not

Believing!

Kesti16© 1-8-96

'Journey of a Snowflake'


'Journey of a Snowflake'


Hushed whispers

As they brush each other

On their journey's

Fall to earth.

Each with their

Own pattern

Their DNA

Stamped in beauty

They congregate

Atop a mailbox.

They huddle in wonder

At the strange

Sights they see.

Children in bright

scarfs and bulky dress

Wear boots of warmth

And laugh while

Waiting for the big

Orange bus.

A quick yank and some

Near fall to the ground

As Mail is swallowed in

And flag stands up

Knocking some down

to the ground.

They coalesce as

temperatures drop

No longer fall

when mail time comes

They see many things

As winter's cold

Takes on an eerie

Stillness in the night

Christmas lights

blink as far as they can see.

Carolers walk by and sing their song

Daylight dawns and

Loud and angry plows

come by scooping up

their friends

to clean the road.

What a strange place, Indeed

The springtime sun

Warms them until

In tears they fall

And leave their mailbox home

To wet the land

and bathe the crocus

As they peek up strong

And full of life.


Kesti©

10-26-06

Saturday, November 28, 2009

SEX~ The Health benefits ~



SEX~ The Health benefits ~


Kes

Will this help your back pain?


Will this help your back pain?


Write a comment for me if you
have used it.

Thanks...Kes

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

See to Believe ~ Great Photography



See to Believe ~ Great Photography


Kes

Monday, November 2, 2009

"Sculptors of Illusions"



"Sculptors of Illusions"


If you take time to read this and

understand it, I feel it will make you

very adept at lessening stress and feeling

at home in this world.

Most of our problems come from thinking

others feel like we do. They probably don't.

Each of us creates an illusion of life. We have

rules and expectations based on what we think is

right or comfortable for us. We love those who we

think believe as we do and we reject those who don't.

We assume those we let into our lives really experience

life as we do. They do not. They have their illusions

of life and are probably so far from ours that we would

be shocked if we could experience it. This is why people

divorce. At some point they discover that truth.

We work to create the "life" that we want and are comfortable

with. Our biggest mistake is to think others feel like we do.

We project our thoughts and feelings towards them and if they

don't argue, we assume.

Only God knows what they are thinking.

People will stay in your life for various reasons. It is comfortable,

they receive things they want from you, you are amusing or sexy

or fun to be with, lots of reasons. This is no reason for you to ever

believe that they experience your life as you do.

I remember a time when I was pouring out my feelings to my

husband. When I was finished he said, "Tomorrow I am going

to fix that trellis by the garage".

He was nowhere in my experience

of those painful moments.

He was living in his own illusion.

So you see, there is an illusion for every living being.

This is why there is so much

stress, pain, illness, wars, killings,

you name it.

It is because we think

people are like we are.

They are not.

It is like living in a world of aliens.

The more we fool ourselves,

the more stress we bring into our lives.

When people don't show appreciation,

it is because what you do

really has no meaning to them.

Perhaps they didn't even want you to say

or do or give them the "sacrifice"

that you made.

Perhaps they really don't even like you,

but just tolerate you

because they are related,

work with you,

or

just can't figure out how to dump you.

In order to cope with this thinking,

you must give up your ego totally.

At first it will be hard,

but it will bring you much peace

in the long run.

I have a strong belief in God

and the Christian doctrine

and in my "illusion"

I used to become very angry

when someone would deny God.

Like I could do anything about that

except become stressed?

People who want a nice illusion

that makes them comfy probably don't want

any reminders of right and wrong.

Maybe it is too hard for them

to live under that strain.

I don't know and no longer stress myself

with the problem.

It is their God given right

to choose anything

they want for their life.

That is another thing

that is hard for parents

to understand.

We tend to think

we "own" our children.

What a stupid idea that is.

The more we want them to be like us,

the more they fight for their own rights.

Simple when you know the truth.

When we really fall in love

with someone,

and it isn't returned,

we get all sorts of emotions going on.

Now isn't that stupid?

If they don't feel the same,

all the wishing,

manipulation, etc;

isn't going to change it.

If they do come into your life

just because it is easy

or they have ulterior motives,

you will be very sorry in a short time.

Knowing this theory

helps you understand

why some people chose a life of crime,

some kill the victim who

won't live in their illusion.

Some steal to create a materialistic illusion

that they think they should have.

Every thing we do,

every thought we have

just belongs to us.

You can be judged good or bad

by others no matter what you do,

or choose to drive,

sit on, food you eat,

I could go on forever with examples.

You can imagine what others

are thinking but you will never know

or experience just what it is like

where they live,

even in the same house.

Even in the same room.

I don't know why knowing this

is so freeing but it is.

When something goes wrong,

you find yourself thinking,

well I am glad I am not in his "world".

Never force yourself into

someone else's world either.

You will be very unhappy.

The forces will collide.

Just make yours as comfy as possible

and allow others to do the same.

You will no longer be plagued

by second guessing,

expectations that never come to fruition,

disappointments,

and other painful stress agents.

When a catastrophe occurs,

you will have the energy to cope

and re-invent your illusion

to suit your comfort and your state of mind.

You will no longer worry

about events that you can do nothing about.

You WILL

find peace at last!




Kesti©November 2, 2009