Red Satin Gloves

My skin feels like satin against the stone of you,

smooth as water on sand.

I glide over your flesh on winged fingertips,

leaving behind scented rose and goosebumps.

Shall love take credit for a touch so soft

that causes angels to shiver in fear?

No, my sweet...I'll give myself a hand of credit,

for the grip of satin on stone.

The Boys

It just dawned on me that I haven't mentioned them lately.
They are doing great.

Ben won't give me kisses anymore. Since he became 4 a few weeks ago, he's shunned kissing me hello or goodbye. But I tricked him the other day... I said, "Oh no, there's a bug in your hair." He leaned over and I kissed his head. He ran away, trying to rub it off but I said, "Hey, you're rubbing it in..not off."

He went on a class trip to a farm last week. Most of the kids were afraid to ride the pony. Not Ben. His teacher said he had 17 turns and they had to pry him off when they were leaving.

William... he's doing good in school. I help him with his spelling words. Wednesday, he could spell "school," and "Balance" but kept screwing up "Bus." He spelled it "Bhashus." We worked on it so much that he lost his temper and called me a 'Hyphen.' I don't mind being called punctuations, but please... at least call me an exclamation point.

We'll see if he passes his test today.

I rented the Pacifier movie. It's cute. Vin ... what a hottie. Granny watched it with us one night this week. Afterwards, William gave her a test. I tried to help her with the answers and he said, "No Aunt Sherrie. It's not your turn." She flunked.

Sheer

Sheer

Seduce me by daylight,

to face the sun is brilliant

and I promise you bliss.

Shadows cling to night,

as we cling to passion.

I cannot hide from sin,

the taste of raspberries

lingering on skin.

My need is transparent,

sheer as the gown I wear;

love me until sweat

glistens on our skin,

sheer as the gown I wear.

No Title Tuesday

Today is Nip/Tuck night. OoooOh I love that show. The first episode started with a bang and it looks like another great disturbing season. A new bad guy (Dr. Quentin Costas, the new partner) and the old nemesis, the Carver is still at large. I wasn't shocked that he raped Dr. Troy after drugging and slashing him. I did notice that he slashed his neck instead of his face and in an area that wasn't terminal. Poor Matt, at the tender age of 17, he's going to find out that Ava (the femme fatale) the woman he loved last season was really a transgendered male. Now that's going to cause some major psychological problems. And Julia... I hope she won't be sniveling this season. She's my least favorite character...come on woman...get a backbone.

Curb Your Enthusiam is back. Oh Larry David is such an obsessive compulsive guy. He cracks me up. "no interrupting the intercourse"

And Survivor... looks like this season is going to be better than I thought. No real favorites yet... and I've come to the conclusion that I'm over my Jeff Probst crush. Sorry Jeff, you'll forget me in time. I wonder if Gary Hogeboom will last to the end... he'll have to continue run around the questions about his NFL life. He's not outright lying, because he really is a landscaper...That may cost him the game... we'll see how he continues to handle it and if he'll downright lie to the sports radio chick. I see 3 people who'll get on my nerves fast: The farmer brown boy, the wimpy guy and the nurse. Jury's still out on the NYC doorman and Blake who looks like Steph. Poor Bobby Jon... he's not the smartest cookie in the jar.

Lately I've been dragging a bit in spirit. I put great value on friendship, more than I probably should and it always is very disheartening when a friendship ends in such a way that both parties can't go back to being comrades, even if they wanted too. I'm such a social creature that it's hard to not have friends around me. But there are times when I wonder if it's not wiser to be a hermit, seeking only inner companionship. But I can't see that happening to me for long... unless I develop a split personality....

I don't understand why simple honesty can't be employed... it really works.. honesty...some people should try to use it sometime...they might find it works wonders.

Wiles

Summer dies in smothering frustration,
as an autumn born temptress beguiles
with simmering primal temptation.

Her sharp mastery of feminine wiles
will strip away all hope of salvation;
imprisoned by lust, there's no denial.

The taste of carnal sin is bittersweet
and lost within the sound of a heartbeat.

~~~~
an Ottava Rima poem ...and a writing exercise. Testing my muse's sharpness.

Finding Breath for a Moment

It has been a busy week. My attention has been drawn offline and I haven't had time to drop by here and write.

I'm ok... fine and dandy actually. I hope all my readers are too.

Coming soon:

Survivor Mis-thoughts

Nip/Tuck sniplets

A Poem about a Sheer Dress

Another one about Wiles

And maybe even a dance of veils.

Maple and Stone

I breathe deep the last breath of summer.

So much time is lost in blades of grass cut

and left to dry into linen slivers of August.

I envision you, standing on round smooth stones;

their grays, whites and pewter reflecting

the angles of your face.

Autumn is near and I float like a maple leaf-

orange and golden- by your feet of stone.

Will your stamp me into the rocky ground?

It matters not... Autumn is near.

Survivor

Ok.... it sort of redeemed itself in my eyes last night, by bringing back Bobby-Jon and Steph. Both great players, especially Steph...she's a strong woman and definately not a quitter. Poor Bobby J...he really disappointed me last night. He should have known better than to get dehydrated. Good thing his team had a Nurse Practitioner on hand.

Stephanie prepared her team for the immunity challenge. Bobby Jon didn't surprise me by not doing so with his team. He doesn't have leadership qualities. But he is a hard worker I'll give him credit for that.

It's too early to say who will shine this season, besides Steph.

The website has a lot of interesting features this year:

http://www.cbs.com/primetime/survivor11/

I'll wait to next week's show to give my opinions on all the members of each team.

My Silly Nephews

I took this photo Monday night. Ben's wearing his new cowboy outfit that Aunt Sherrie got. He's shooting me...in fact he shot me full of holes all week... he's also taunting me with the keys to the handcuffs. I was a good cowgirl--no jail for me. William...well I have a suspicion that he'll be one of those guys who likes to run around in his underwear. I have no idea what happened to his shorts...one moment they were there...the next gone...

Killing some Time

Printing orders today..so while the printer runs thought I would ramble about Television shows I'm watching...

I spent a while watching TV last night as I did laundry. Watched Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genuis. The nephews have me hooked. It's a good show. I love hyper-active Sheen and his Ultra Lord obsession. Didn't watch SpongeBob ..you know Gooffy SpongeBob grows on you after about 5 episodes....instead caught part of an Old CSI rerun. I so love that show.

At 8, I watched the new show called Bones. It was ok. I give it a B+ rating. It's about a "Bone" specialist teaming with an FBI guy (the guy from the Angel series) to solve cases. The lead girl could kick ass. And some of the supporting characters cracked me up. So it's worth another look, even if the plot was so damn predictable.

Then at 9, I watched "Supernatural." That show rocked. It's about two brothers who fight supernatural stuff while trying to locate their dad, who's tracking ghosts and demons. The brothers act like brothers, sort of arguing but watching each other's backs. I watched it with the lights off and man it rocked. This episode dealt with the "Woman in White" phenomena. I give it an A++. It upset me to see that the younger Brother Sam's girlfriend was killed like his mom by a demon. I think the demon has something to do with Sam...

Flipped channels after it went off... next Tues I'll be glued to the tube watching Nip/Tuck..as you know Dr. Christian Troy was attacked by the serial slasher. He'll survive of course but it will take a long time to get over the pyschological trauma. I'm here for you, baby...come to mama. Ava ...I hope they bring her back. That storyline ws awesome... and she really added some spice with her strong woman-ness, ok... I guess since she was once a man I shouldn't credit her with being all woman. Though she's got the edge in womanhood compared to weak willed Julia. Please writers... make me like her this year..for the last two season's I've not been able to bear her.

As for what else I've been watching...Rome--the HBO series. It's pretty good. I haven't bonded with any of the characters yet. Though I do think the Octavius character will be interesting to watch as he grows. His mother Atia, she's a tough cookie...not above doing what she has to do to stay on top of the food chain. At times it's hard to keep up with, so I'm having to watch the re-broadcasts, which is a good thing HBO does. Luckily the episodes are worth watching twice. I'll rate it at a B+ borderline A-.


Survivor starts this Thurs. I'm not all that keen on it this year. I really think they jumped the shark when they did the All-Stars show. Last season's shows were great but, I didn't care who won. I'll probably watch it as I wait for CSI which will come on directly after it.Now...that's one show I looove. CSI... last season's finale (which is on again this Thurs) rocked. Was the best nail-biting show I've seen since the Grudge at the movies. I can't imagine what they'll toss at us this season.

Reno 911 !'s 3rd season was hysterical, which is over but I think you'll be able to catch the re-runs. It's one show that you don't have to have a mind to watch, because the characters sure don't!

Another long awaited series return... "Curb Your Enthusiam." Season 4 starts Sept 25. It's about Larry David, the Senfield creator..the one George's character is fashioned after...though he's more neurotic and complusive. He kills me... you almost hate the guy but then you realize that everything he does that he shouldn't returns to haunt him full force later.

Gosh...how terrible I am. I just realized those are the only shows I watch faithfully though there are goobs of them on TV. I rarely watch TV on Mon, Wed or Friday or the weekends. If I do watch anything it's DVD's. Ok.. sometimes I caught LazyTown on NICK in the mornings... oh Sportucus....come to mama... (Don't tell Dr. Troy).. But come to think of it... its a pretty good thing..means I actually do have a life.

Ophelia.. I feel ya

So far we've gotten heavy rain and wind... the sideways kind that don't take kindly to umbrellas.
As much as I hate the damage that's going on at our beaches, I have to confess that I'm glad we're getting rain, because we need it desperately around here. I think it hasn't rained in over 3 weeks.

On a lighter topic, Ben is 4 today. I remember the day he was born. It was a nice sunny day. Amid the 9-11 tragedy, we had a new life in our family. He's healthy and all boy. I love him like he was my own, just like I love William.

There was life before the nephews came, but as I look back I realize that it seems distant. They've added so much to my life, so many smiles and so much love. My cup overflows.

Heels

I could walk miles across your heart,

if you would let me...

Skipping lightly, tiptoeing like whispers in your ear.

I would make sure I didn't mis-step

and cause you pain with my stiletto heels

though to some pain is pleasure, pleasure is pain.

Toenails polished a fuck me red

might incite a riot of blood rushing through veins.

I could walk miles across your heart,

if you would let me...

but I would rather run naked through your mind,

black high heels tapping out decadence.

Blue Daisy

Your petals weep blue sky.

The sun shines from your soul,

only to be lost in lapis shadows.

There is no sweetness to your hues.

Lost eyes of summer fail to see you,

to embrace the beauty of being blue

of knowing sorrow and still finding

the energy to smile sunlight.

Museless in Carolina

My writing has dropped off the face of the ...internet. Yes, I'm putting out an occasional poem but not like the olden golden days of 3 or so poems daily. Inspiration has been lacking lately. Though on occasion I do strike gold.

There's been no desire to particpate in yahoo groups or on the my space site. I barely get in here to write in this blog for days at a time. I keep saying, "I'll go into the groups tonight or tomorrow" and never do. It's almost like a chore that I put off doing.

I feel a change coming along... my interests seem to be melting away from being online a lot. In fact I rarely get online when I get home at night, and if I do, I seem to spend my time reading the news or working on my magazine.

Sadly I've let a few online friendships fall to the side. And to those that read me and wonder why I'm so silent...let's blame it on being museless and distracted.

And know that I do think of you and maybe one day soon, I'll be back to being me.

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Today I have little to say. Honestly, I'm overwhelmed with the chaos left by Katrina and the local effect it has on my little part of the world. All the gas stations have closed from 2 to 6 pm and some are rationing gas. People are filling up the tanks of their vehicles and other containers, therefore creating a local shortage. The doomsday criers and the conspiracy theoreticians are on their soap boxes, screaming the government is behind this...And I fight to stay my optimistic self.

And here you are, blog reader, looking for some witty shere-ism and I have none to give.

Only this and I've borrowed it from Freya Stark;

"There can be no happiness if the things we believe in are different from the things we do."