This Gif only works for me when I pick on it…it’s very freaky though…
Category Archives: Inquiring Minds
My introduction page as a writer trying to get publsihed and a collection of posts showing who I am through ancetdotal musings about my life or how I am inspired to write or why I write and how I write in my own wierd little way.
Take your Luck – A poem by Philip Wardlow
Shut the hell up cuz you got luck
so take it and run with it.
The suitcase I carry isn’t full
of the…
horseshoes,shamrocks,
or Maneki-neko lucky cats.
It’s got more of the broken bits
of mirrors that I have collected
over the years or the dead black
cats that have called it home…
Sure your pain is yours,
own it…I don’t care,
but don’t ever think it compares
to my level of despair.
Don’t whine and don’t bitch while
your lucky number seven sits on your
back and lifts you up while my
thirteen has been nothing but mean
to me, bringing me down to depths
that hell can’t even see.
I have my magpie of sorrow
who talks to me often…he thinks
it a joke to lead to me believing
that the world works at times.
But I do care for the lucky ones, so
don’t let him catch your eye.
Take your luck and run with it,
and maybe just maybe you won’t
end up with the same luck as me.
By Philip Wardlow 2012
Happy Accident – A poem by Philip Wardlow
Everything and anything
could have been that day,
yet I was there sitting in that place,
in that small little space,
in that time, that moment
plucked with you in
mind.
A hello, a smile, a small question
to catch my eye.
My attention never wavered…as something,
yes something…told me
there was more to this meeting,
more…
than just
the casual.
You were my Happy Accident
if I only chose
to embrace it.
by Philip Wardlow 2013
Andre the Giant from the Princess Bride – I knew I liked this guy
Blue Balls of Gentleman – A Poem…(did this happen to me? – I’m not telling)
Blue Balls of a Gentleman
Never was a pain so great
as to leave a man almost
doubled over as he walked.
Such a foul wretch of a woman
she was; to taunt and to flaunt
her wares so, to sidle up alongside me,
yet hold back her ultimate
charms.
Never to help me find release
from the tension that she had
caused to exist far below.
True, I could have taken matters into my
own hands like any chaste man should have;
evacuate the cause of all my pent up
pressure and damn her back to the nine hells
where she surely belonged.
But I be not a man to take the easy course;
for I wished her to capitulate in the war
she had waged right outside my castle gate.
Cease this siege woman!
Acquiesce to the desires that I see burning
in your eyes and overcome your coolness
buried deep in your cold keep of a heart.
Grab hold of what you desperately
wish to conquer and I shall relinquish
myself to you with a flood of gratitude.
Perhaps dear lady you will grow
accustomed to my sweet taste.
By Philip Wardlow 2012
To the Moon
Nice little poem by Rhino Girl…of personal hopes and passion
If I had a superpower
I think I’d like to fly.
I’d bring the rhinos to the moon.
I’d plant fields of grass,
make lakes of the craters
where at night they’d all commune.
No more orphans,
huge rhino crashes
with horns taller than the trees.
Poachers out of business,
trade debate moot,
joke’s on the Chinese.
The world would think
them extinct,
another failed conservation endeavor.
While I could finally
sleep soundly at night
knowing the rhino is safe forever.
By: Tisha Wardlow
WALKING DEAD Gif – We need something until next FALL!
The Walking Dead Season finale just aired last Sunday….now what are we going to do for riveting Zombie Horror entertainment? Well I found a Gif to keep us all entertained in the meantime while we wait the agonizing six months until the next season gets aired….if you don’t watch Walking Dead then you won’t get it…watch out Sheriff Rick and the rest…The Governor and his two reluctant henchman are grooving in a world of dead people! Enjoy!
ADDED an entertaining Video Below as well , you gotta check it out!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=inJFDjqziVk
What a woman wants – A poem by Don Juan aka Me :)
What a Woman Wants
She walks on by in her tight skirt,
as my brown eyes drink her in and
I say to myself, so it begans.
She smiles and I smile back,
I say hello in a way so she knows that
she matters in this moment to me.
I’m in engaged in her form, her voice.
Her smell of cinnamon must surely
taste like her lips if I were to kiss them.
I make you laugh as I tell you you’re the
sweetest girl I‘ve ever met and that I might just have
to take you home and put you on my toast in the morning
instead of my blackberry jam.
Would I be too forward if I took you by the hand
and looked into your eyes and told you to trust
me with your whole heart as I wiped
away a tear from the tale you told
me of your last man.
You see, I see you.
I get you, I see your quirks,
I see your moods, I see your passions
and I’m right there baby
Right next to you and I’m
not going anywhere
Now come over here
and let me show you
what love is my
Dear.
by Philip Wardlow 2012
I suppose – Random thoughts put to prose
I suppose
 Life goes and goes…and nobody knows truly why….you can tell me you truly know…and I will nod my head and say yeah, I suppose, and not seek to dismiss cuz I’m like that – to each their own – …but deep inside I’m still surmising, guessing, hoping…I do believe there is some purpose to this space and time that we occupy. But could that be the secret? That we apply a purpose to begin with. Whatever the case, I believe Will, Desire and Intention have a power all their own..so we will see when all the lights are turned off and the door is finally locked tight and the sign is finally hung….what mysteries may await us after closing time. By Philip Wardlow |
Time to get Serious about my Writing…
Okay I have one day to finish this damn story….before the deadline. I am going to do it …I am going to do it…,
Ain't no rest for the Wicked - Philip Wardlow - The real and the sensual sides to life in all its facets.. 