Antoinette L Brey
Today I miss my mother Though I doubt I wonder If she would share the pride I feel Would she wrap her standards around mine Would our colors blend Or run in parallel lines Never meeting-although always in the same plane. The class which I have abandoned As I proudly wear my tee-shirt from Target And eat on my dishes from Walmart For four years no white-collar job I guess it was blue-collar No fighting sleep behind a desk Would she state that I had a good job And when I doubted in a black streak of rage Would a calm pink hand support me Would it like a tray help transport me to my new destination Today I miss my mother, even as I wonder Would she feel the pride I feel As I wander down my path My journey
My Fear of Being Caged
Me- my mood is gray The girl who is always smiling "Where is the salsa " they ask "I want some flowers for my girlfriend." I abide But today if I see one more drop of rain No I will not imitate it My mood might go from gray to black Not calm like the night like Maxwell's silver handle Raging inside me And then the dark evening in bright sunlight-wraps around me No more falling liquid glass Should I dip my foot outside my door My in-charge personality still hidden in the clouds The bright yellow ray of life-me Is now more of a blue Hoping the sky will join me The birds are singing But my heart bells are not ringing The hammer has been destroyed crumbling from the lack of frustration The air is cool - a few drops down the mug- I do not drink it in I'm no longer in my self made cage The smile my usual portrait Drawn from inside me Is finally filling my heart again
What a Feeling
The 1980s was a period of many dreams. The arts and entertainment were the centers of my life. For young female adults who weren't ready for the business uniform of a more traditional nine-to-five job, a more casual comfortable attire became the norm. Music videos became very popular during this period. Everyone had their favorites. Dance movies, like Fame, hit the screen. These films influenced my dreams as well. I never became the next Madonna but I had fun trying. I spent my college years taking Jazz dance classes and singing at open mics. I think I watched every dance movie that hit the screen. These movies influenced my fashion style as well. I loved the fashion styles of this period. Clothes of comfort. Both emotional comfort, and practicality comfort.
It Sounds Overwhelming, But We Are Not Powerless
It is amazing how my perception of the world has changed as I have grown older. I remember learning in Biology class about photosynthesis. Plants absorb carbon dioxide and produce oxygen. Humans breathe oxygen and produce carbon dioxide. It seemed like a perfect partnership to me.
She walked away in disbelieve. She had been expecting good news. All the other young women had been paired up. She had her eye on a specific young man, but without the shamans' forecast that was not to be. The image of the advisor was of a ship on the horizon. Her fate was in that ship. Miara was not excited by the thought of adventure. She had seen the men that came in on those ships. Most of them were tan and muscular. They just didn't seem to be the dependable type. The ships didn't come into port that often. One had just left today. It wasn't as if she would go to the dock in search of a husband. The shamans had never made a mistake.
Is She too Conservative
Anna stared into the mirror. She was wearing pants and a shirt which covered her whole body. She knew the viewers would be watching. Usually, she had a cloth over the mirror. All they would see is blackness but today she had a date. She wanted to make sure her makeup and hair were right. Her bracelet and necklace matched the turquoise shirt. She looked very conservative. She would pass the viewers' test but what about her date
New York pizza
It is interesting when you ask someone what is their favorite restaurant, what you learn about their personality. All my friends like to be able to talk without shouting. They enjoy socializing with the staff and each other. Some though prefer a more pretentious environment. While others want a relaxed community, down-to-earth setting. I tend to like both. I usually dress so that a flip of a coin I can go either way. But I have learned what kind of restaurant each friend prefers. I learned through trial and error. Once I made a mistake and took one friend for pizza. Her only comment was "They need to decorate the walls more" No opinion on the pizza, just the interior decorating. I never took her back there. We tried another pizza place -The Loop. This one she felt was too expensive for what you got. I think we discussed the chairs. I had wished I could buy two. Usually, I let her pick the restaurant The environment at the Loop is pretty plain, but I often run into people I know when I go there. In my opinion, it is a community restaurant even though it is not that personable. One of its strong points is the busboy. He has been there for years. He is friendly and will remember you if you come in a lot. A lot of families eat there. It usually isn't too loud, unless there is a birthday party. For other friends, the Loop is decorated alright, but the high turnover does not blend enough into their perception of a community restaurant. Again it is too expensive for what you get. Everybody seems to enjoy their interaction with the busboy.
A Weekly Drive
It was a Thursday evening , and I had the night off. I called Laurie to see if we were going on out weekly drive and meal. It wouldn't get dark until a bit later. It was a day before I got paid, but I had budgeted for it this week. We usually brought our cameras. Tonight we headed out at about 6pm. It would be a late dinner but Stevens Restaurant was open till nine. We seemed to always miss the sunset but the country side was calming, and the conversation brought peace to me. That night when we arrived at Stevens there was two or three empty tables. We even got to choose which of the two rooms we ate in. We sat in the front room.