Ask me no questions, I’ll tell you no lies (cliches)

A story about Jack and Diane (apologies to John Mellencamp)

Time is money, so to make a long story short…

Jack and Diane were like two ships passing in the night

Diane was always a bridesmaid, never the bride

she was all dressed up with nowhere to go

I’m telling you she was dressed to kill

but you see all that glitters isn’t gold

 you sure cannot judge a book by it cover !

Now, Jack had a face only a mother could love

he was all thumbs

and as thick as a brick

but he was raking in the money hand over fist

unfortunately all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy

however, as they say, beggars can’t be choosers

and everyone knows two heads are better than one

so you can bet your bottom dollar they both learned

love was better late than never

through some twist of fate she was in the right place at the wrong time

he ran in like a bat out of hell

a veritable bull in a china shop

with his two left feet he tripped her up.

Diane went flying ass over tea kettle!

He just grinned and said “fancy meeting you here.”

For her it was not love at first sight

as they say, you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink!

BUT no worries, dear reader

 the bigger they are the harder they fall

and Love is blind so they decided to tie the knot

“Diane, I’ll love you through thick and thin”

“Jack, I’ll love you until the cows come home”

On their honeymoon they lay naked as a jaybirds

and as snug as bugs in a rug

they put a bun in Diane’s oven that very night!

All’s well that ends well!

(Fast forward 1o months)

Jack was  all thumbs and as high as a kite

he managed to throw the baby out with the bathwater!

Diane got all bent out of shape

so its back to the drawing board

I guess you really can’t have your cake and eat it too

catch my drift?

~Melanie Thomason

  • A reblog from June 17, 2013

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invisible arabesques

The promise I had made myself to resist him

was as insincere and insecure as a granny knot

Already, I could feel the blush rising to my cheeks,

feel my blood simmering, my breath quickening

as his finger slowly swirled and looped

drawing invisible arabesques up my bare leg

he dared to proceed up beneath my skirt’s hem,

dawdling there on my inner thigh

devilishly defeating my defenses

willing myself not to clutch at his hand

and urge it higher still

I closed my eyes,

felt them pulsing there within their sockets

and took slow, measured breaths

as his fingers traced the patterns in reverse

~Melanie Thomason

9/11/2017

 

 

 

 

 

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long legged recluse (haiku)

I am caught up in

your sticky threaded prison;

your reluctant prey.

·

I’m firmly ensnared.

Your silky, sweet sounding lies

have woven a web.

·

A gauze-like blindfold

distorts my vision of you,

but I still see you.

·

Hairs raise, skin tingles

as I await your venom

poisonous or not.

~Melanie Thomason

9/9/2017

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he made me

 

his boyish grin and twinkling eyes

penetrated my hard earned armor

and made it impossible to resist him

 

~Melanie Thomason

 

 

 

 

 

 

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released

the_cage_by_peterio

the_cage_by_peterio

released! no longer must he suffer in this living hell

his soul has broken free from his emaciated shell

his time on Earth is over without a single word

his spirit now is flying as if a wing’ed bird

~Melanie Thomason

9/6/2017

 

 

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Keep Calm? Never!

Keep Calm?

Keep it together

Together we can

Together forever

Forever and a day

Forever fighting

Fighting for equality

Fighting for what is right

Right to be heard

Right to choose

Choose Peace

Choose an end to violence

Violence against children

Violence against women

Women are warriors

Women attack

Attack injustice

Attack hate

Hate speech

Hate crimes

Crimes against Nature

Crimes against us all

~Melanie Thomason

 

 

 

 

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alone (2 ways)- haiku

as a phantom limb

I can only imagine

the warmth of your love

~Melanie Thomason

9/6/2017

 

finally alone

dancing beneath the moonlight

she is free, to be

~Melanie Thomason

9/6/2017

 

 

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Snow and Schultz and Socrates

they say write what you know

but what if, as Sgt Schultz

“I know NoThing!”

no thing

every thing and the cake is a lie

and why

why are we supposed to accept and embrace

that “bad things happen to good people”

and “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” ??

I’m strong enough, thanks

I’ll pass on anymore of your bullshit

I’ve heard that whatever befalls us in this life

is just and deserved because of what we did in our past lives

I reject that!

BUT…then again…

why have I been punishing myself all these years?

and you, you tell me I’ve done nothing wrong

that none of it is my fault

and ok so it doesn’t have to be about placing blame

but how can that be true?

My crimes are plentiful too,

though it is not a competition

I don’t need your permission

or your condemnetion

of bad choices but you can’t damn me

and exonerate me at the same time

or can you?

I don’t know

I know nothing

a virtual Socrates or maybe just a Jon Snow

THEY say “be yourself”

and duh

of course, how could I be anyone else?

BUT who am I?

Who am I supposed to be?

I’m still trying to figure that out

all these years and all these tears and still

the purging of past is incomplete or maybe irrelevant?

I dunno

All that I know, really, is that

I know nothing

but at least I have company.

~Melanie Thomason

9/6/2017

 

 

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