Moochie’s Meandering Missives (and a pic or two)
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I almost added a picture, but He talked me out of it. “I actually think it stands better without a picture” was all I needed to hear.
TANSTAAFL58
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Damn, he's smart. It is perfect (and painful) as is.
I hope you're hanging in there.
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Your words have made the wearing of face masks sexy.
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O Brave New World!
“Words can be like x-rays if you use them properly — they’ll go through anything. You read and you’re pierced.” - Huxley
You’ve pierced my soul
With each word you gift me with
Every day
Brings new
Making my heart flutter
And the thread that binds us
To cinch tighter.
You’ve pierced my soul
With each word you gift me with
Every day
Brings new
Making my heart flutter
And the thread that binds us
To cinch tighter.
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I was older than most
When I needed to learn how to drive.
I had driven tractors plenty,
But never a car.
Being number 4 of 5 kids,
My parents gave up teaching us themselves
And took to having us find the people to.
My older sister got a navy guy
Who lived with us for a while
(An odd, common practice for my family,
To take in stray navy men
And house them indefinitely so that they could
Get out of the barracks and have a real home).
He was already gone by the time I needed to learn.
I didn’t want to.
Driving scared me
(And still did for years after I learned),
So I put it off as long as I could.
No one was able to drive me to college and work
For my first year,
So I asked the handy man,
A friend of the family
Who I helped on numerous projects,
Including refacing a fireplace,
Building greenhouses,
Roofing the house and outbuildings,
Etc etc,
To teach me.
We started as most do:
By causing an accident.
I took a wide turn out of a acutely angled drive,
And caused an oncoming vehicle to fly off the road
Into a telephone pole.
Needless to say,
I was traumatized.
The handy man wouldn’t let me quit, though.
I said I would take public transit
For the rest of my life.
He said that the bus stop is still two miles from my house,
So how practical is that?
When I finally got back behind the wheel,
It was with the ghost of that first outing.
It would take me what felt like hours
To make any turn,
Even on a deserted road,
And I would never let the car go fast.
I stayed at least 5 below the limit.
One day,
Handyman pulls out a small sack from his jacket.
A little purple purse with gold pulls.
He says I need these
If I’m ever going to regain any confidence,
And that everyone needs a good pair.
I opened the pouch
And smiled.
He had gone to the local hardware store
And found the largest ball bearings
And got me two.
Now you have the balls,
He said,
No excuses to not
Get out there and get it done.
I gleaned many life lessons from this handyman,
And I think I did a little bit to lighten his life
I mean, I did refer to tools as
Thingamajigs, doohickeys, and mahbobbers
To make him laugh.
We drove to and from Colorado several times,
Just the two of us,
And I left most of my trepidation
In the little purse
I hung from the rear view mirror for years.
Image removed on 3/20/22
When I needed to learn how to drive.
I had driven tractors plenty,
But never a car.
Being number 4 of 5 kids,
My parents gave up teaching us themselves
And took to having us find the people to.
My older sister got a navy guy
Who lived with us for a while
(An odd, common practice for my family,
To take in stray navy men
And house them indefinitely so that they could
Get out of the barracks and have a real home).
He was already gone by the time I needed to learn.
I didn’t want to.
Driving scared me
(And still did for years after I learned),
So I put it off as long as I could.
No one was able to drive me to college and work
For my first year,
So I asked the handy man,
A friend of the family
Who I helped on numerous projects,
Including refacing a fireplace,
Building greenhouses,
Roofing the house and outbuildings,
Etc etc,
To teach me.
We started as most do:
By causing an accident.
I took a wide turn out of a acutely angled drive,
And caused an oncoming vehicle to fly off the road
Into a telephone pole.
Needless to say,
I was traumatized.
The handy man wouldn’t let me quit, though.
I said I would take public transit
For the rest of my life.
He said that the bus stop is still two miles from my house,
So how practical is that?
When I finally got back behind the wheel,
It was with the ghost of that first outing.
It would take me what felt like hours
To make any turn,
Even on a deserted road,
And I would never let the car go fast.
I stayed at least 5 below the limit.
One day,
Handyman pulls out a small sack from his jacket.
A little purple purse with gold pulls.
He says I need these
If I’m ever going to regain any confidence,
And that everyone needs a good pair.
I opened the pouch
And smiled.
He had gone to the local hardware store
And found the largest ball bearings
And got me two.
Now you have the balls,
He said,
No excuses to not
Get out there and get it done.
I gleaned many life lessons from this handyman,
And I think I did a little bit to lighten his life
I mean, I did refer to tools as
Thingamajigs, doohickeys, and mahbobbers
To make him laugh.
We drove to and from Colorado several times,
Just the two of us,
And I left most of my trepidation
In the little purse
I hung from the rear view mirror for years.
Image removed on 3/20/22
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Love your musings, be they about life, love, sex or any other subject, always such a heartfelt meaning. 
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I was older than most
When I needed to learn how to drive.
I had driven tractors plenty,
But never a car.
Being number 4 of 5 kids,
My parents gave up teaching us themselves
And took to having us find the people to.
My older sister got a navy guy
Who lived with us for a while
(An odd, common practice for my family,
To take in stray navy men
And house them indefinitely so that they could
Get out of the barracks and have a real home).
He was already gone by the time I needed to learn.
I didn’t want to.
Driving scared me
(And still did for years after I learned),
So I put it off as long as I could.
No one was able to drive me to college and work
For my first year,
So I asked the handy man,
A friend of the family
Who I helped on numerous projects,
Including refacing a fireplace,
Building greenhouses,
Roofing the house and outbuildings,
Etc etc,
To teach me.
We started as most do:
By causing an accident.
I took a wide turn out of a acutely angled drive,
And caused an oncoming vehicle to fly off the road
Into a telephone pole.
Needless to say,
I was traumatized.
The handy man wouldn’t let me quit, though.
I said I would take public transit
For the rest of my life.
He said that the bus stop is still two miles from my house,
So how practical is that?
When I finally got back behind the wheel,
It was with the ghost of that first outing.
It would take me what felt like hours
To make any turn,
Even on a deserted road,
And I would never let the car go fast.
I stayed at least 5 below the limit.
One day,
Handyman pulls out a small sack from his jacket.
A little purple purse with gold pulls.
He says I need these
If I’m ever going to regain any confidence,
And that everyone needs a good pair.
I opened the pouch
And smiled.
He had gone to the local hardware store
And found the largest ball bearings
And got me two.
Now you have the balls,
He said,
No excuses to not
Get out there and get it done.
I gleaned many life lessons from this handyman,
And I think I did a little bit to lighten his life
I mean, I did refer to tools as
Thingamajigs, doohickeys, and mahbobbers
To make him laugh.
We drove to and from Colorado several times,
Just the two of us,
And I left most of my trepidation
In the little purse
I hung from the rear view mirror for years.
Loved the picture and the memories!!!
Shyguy1369
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I was older than most
When I needed to learn how to drive.
I had driven tractors plenty,
But never a car.
Being number 4 of 5 kids,
My parents gave up teaching us themselves
And took to having us find the people to.
My older sister got a navy guy
Who lived with us for a while
(An odd, common practice for my family,
To take in stray navy men
And house them indefinitely so that they could
Get out of the barracks and have a real home).
He was already gone by the time I needed to learn.
I didn’t want to.
Driving scared me
(And still did for years after I learned),
So I put it off as long as I could.
No one was able to drive me to college and work
For my first year,
So I asked the handy man,
A friend of the family
Who I helped on numerous projects,
Including refacing a fireplace,
Building greenhouses,
Roofing the house and outbuildings,
Etc etc,
To teach me.
We started as most do:
By causing an accident.
I took a wide turn out of a acutely angled drive,
And caused an oncoming vehicle to fly off the road
Into a telephone pole.
Needless to say,
I was traumatized.
The handy man wouldn’t let me quit, though.
I said I would take public transit
For the rest of my life.
He said that the bus stop is still two miles from my house,
So how practical is that?
When I finally got back behind the wheel,
It was with the ghost of that first outing.
It would take me what felt like hours
To make any turn,
Even on a deserted road,
And I would never let the car go fast.
I stayed at least 5 below the limit.
One day,
Handyman pulls out a small sack from his jacket.
A little purple purse with gold pulls.
He says I need these
If I’m ever going to regain any confidence,
And that everyone needs a good pair.
I opened the pouch
And smiled.
He had gone to the local hardware store
And found the largest ball bearings
And got me two.
Now you have the balls,
He said,
No excuses to not
Get out there and get it done.
I gleaned many life lessons from this handyman,
And I think I did a little bit to lighten his life
I mean, I did refer to tools as
Thingamajigs, doohickeys, and mahbobbers
To make him laugh.
We drove to and from Colorado several times,
Just the two of us,
And I left most of my trepidation
In the little purse
I hung from the rear view mirror for years.
I still haven't learned to drive. I am quite nervous and slightly scared to, and I believe I am a fair bit older than you and worry I may never learn now. Heard the older you are, the harder it is to learn.
Because this COVID-19 pandemic has thrown me for a loop, and I have plenty to do but I avoid all that I should be doing, I browse Lit and distract myself with pursuing other things. I used to be a part of the Necessary group. Now I am not. I feel a lost, and wonder my purpose. I think it is to lead, to cheer others, and to help to create a new normal. All that said, i appreciate you. Have since I joined here. Thank you for your work, and for your contributions here. Blessings to you, and I send you the energy I am not using, and wish you rest and peace in your heart.
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He Said, She Said
Feel the structures
As you wrap your hands around,
Thanking each for what they do,
And what they will resist doing
For the seconds you occlude.
Cares of self gone
Only thoughts of how to please,
How to keep the euphoria
That has enveloped every facet
Of each moment.
Sinewy tissues,
So easily pushed to a limit,
A path of no return
Which makes your heart beat quicken
As you consider it,
And still press harder.
Mind as full of the moment
As can possibly be allowed,
Memorizing each touch, kiss,
For recollection and sharing
When the next period without
Proves a need for reconnection,
Acknowledgment of the unbreakable
Intimacy felt though miles apart.
How it feels to have something
So fragile and yet so strong
Give of itself so completely,
For you to use, claim, love
In the way you both need.
Image removed on 3/21/22
Feel the structures
As you wrap your hands around,
Thanking each for what they do,
And what they will resist doing
For the seconds you occlude.
Cares of self gone
Only thoughts of how to please,
How to keep the euphoria
That has enveloped every facet
Of each moment.
Sinewy tissues,
So easily pushed to a limit,
A path of no return
Which makes your heart beat quicken
As you consider it,
And still press harder.
Mind as full of the moment
As can possibly be allowed,
Memorizing each touch, kiss,
For recollection and sharing
When the next period without
Proves a need for reconnection,
Acknowledgment of the unbreakable
Intimacy felt though miles apart.
How it feels to have something
So fragile and yet so strong
Give of itself so completely,
For you to use, claim, love
In the way you both need.
Image removed on 3/21/22
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Soundtrack
In aimless daze
Where nothing done feels like it matters
While time storms ahead
Unaware.
Treading water
In a placid sea
While under the surface
The scariest monsters dwell.
In aimless daze
Where nothing done feels like it matters
While time storms ahead
Unaware.
Treading water
In a placid sea
While under the surface
The scariest monsters dwell.
ohverbatum7
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Great song and video.
AlliaP
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Love you missus, this made me think of you today...
Keep singing lovely, we need songbirds more than ever, x
https://youtu.be/cfKYImFP_Pw
Keep singing lovely, we need songbirds more than ever, x
https://youtu.be/cfKYImFP_Pw
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AlliaP
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thank you.
I’m alright.
Only just got a chance to listen to this - I fucking adore you
Keep on being your beautiful self, you’ll never please everyone, but everyone doesn’t matter
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Shelves be damned!
A small tub
Hot shower running over us
Hand soap
My hair piled up
Cascading down my back
As your hand runs through
Steam floating
Like a fog we once knew
But no longer feel
As my lips make a trail
Down your body.
Accompanied by your hand
On my shoulder,
In my hair
Dappled with damp
As we find a new level
Of ecstasy.
Unfastened,
It fell to the ground
Like knees
Over and over.
Image removed on 3/20/22
Hot shower running over us
Hand soap
My hair piled up
Cascading down my back
As your hand runs through
Steam floating
Like a fog we once knew
But no longer feel
As my lips make a trail
Down your body.
Accompanied by your hand
On my shoulder,
In my hair
Dappled with damp
As we find a new level
Of ecstasy.
Unfastened,
It fell to the ground
Like knees
Over and over.
Image removed on 3/20/22
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Beautiful . . . in so many ways.
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Very nice... Love the contrast
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