My Climb – A poem


 

My Climb

The cold bites into my

hands as I reach for

the rocky outcrop in

my climb to the top.

The blowing wind plays with

me as it shifts from east to west

trying to fool me into shifting

my weight to the wrong position.

The sun shadows my every

move but I give it a smile and

a scowl.

I say fuck you to the elements,

I say fuck you to the gravity

that wants to pull me back

to Mother Earth.

I may be a student to this life I lead,

but you are not my master.

No one claims me.

No one drives me but

myself up this mountain

I climb.

If I ‘m going to fall,

It’s going to be because

I chose to jump.

and fly

free.

By Philip Wardlow

It’s October – my Faaaaaaaaaaaaaavorite month of the year! What are you going to be on Halloween?


I do bake  a killer Pumpkin pie.   But I do not wear this outfit above while doing it…not a  pretty site. Now my wife has been known to wear many a risque outfits….she could definitely pull off the one above.

That’s my lead in to my next question….DOES ANYONE PLAN ON WEARING A COSTUME THIS YEAR AND GO TO A PARTY OR TAKE YOUR LITTLE ONES FOR A WALK IN THE STREETS TO BEG FOR CANDY?

Cuz my wife and I live for any  chance to wear a costume on Halloween.

We have been James Dean & Marilyn Monroe, Vintage Baseball Players, Wonder Woman & Superman/Clark Kent,1970’s Couple, Zombies, Crazed Scarecrow and a Cat, Stranded Space Alien,Family of Vampires (son got in on this one),The Carnival Master in Something Wicked this Way Comes, Monster from The Village Movie,etc

This year what are we are going to be?  We will probably be rehashing the James Dean and Marilyn Monroe costumes we still have….they were fun.. perhaps I will be James Dean after the accident…still deciding on that one…:)

That leads to another question. What costumes have you worn in the past or have ever wished to wear but never have?

Any embarrassing Halloween stories to share?

Ever  been chased by Bigfoot on Halloween?  I have.  That’s a story for another day…

Every year WE  buy the pumpkins…WE draw the faces on them and then I cut them open  and then I  scoop out the brains and do all the work…cuz it’s just to gross to stick your hand in something so sticky …(we won’t go there pervs)

 Us as James Dean and Marilyn from a few years back…

Killer Pumpkins – A poem for Halloween


Killer Pumpkins

Ba dump…ba dump…ba ba dump.

Bump…

Bump…

They roll.

They stroll

down the streets;

orange and angry.

Why do they roll?

Why are they not in bed,

with green leaves as blankets

To cover their orange ripply heads.

I suppose they’re pissed off

for being left behind

in the patch.

What the fuck was wrong

with them, they ask.

It’s Halloween and they’ve

waited long enough.

Knives in hand with

grins carved in,

ready to show

the little tricker-treat bastards

a real killer

pumpkin.

So they roll

and they stroll

down the street.

Ba dump.