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Thursday, July 19, 2012

I am a bad girl in a Barbie world.

A scrawl on the wall. A nasty word. I doing it, it is absurd. Their story will be unfurled I am a bad girl in a Barbie World. A nasty, mean man who lives in Spokane With his ugly, filthy grilfriend, who he can't and won't defend. They always say that I always give them the Finger. Each of them is a brooder. I am innocent, No witnesses to prove me guilty. Their claim will have to be rebuilt. Their story will be unfurled. I am a bad girl in a Barbie World. Keys disappear. I am nowhere near. Who... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Don't rush me.

Don't rush me. Don’t rush me. I am sick. I don’t move quickly As you do. Don’t rush me. I can not move easily As I once did. Don’t rush me. It makes breathing hard. Don’t rush me. I feel ashamed That I can not do easily All the things that I could once do At the drop of a hat. Don’t rush me. I feel your embarrassment At being seen with me. Don’t rush me. I feel trapped and alone. ~Therese Anne Schmidt~ Sign in to see full entry.

My Shy

My Shy Shiloh My Shy You saunter so. Big yellow eyes Oh so fierce Set in your little black face So sweet Your little mouth White and set. One minute Sweet, playful, and bouncy. Suddenly feisty The next second. My Shy, Such a cat. Truly loved ~Therese Anne Schmidt~ Sign in to see full entry.

YOU.

YOU I have beautiful, naturally curly, black hair. I sometimes run my tiny fingers through it though. I did it at breakfast one morning awhile ago. My friends and I were talking and eating slow. The two of you by yourselves at the next table. Our laughter must have made you irritable. Was it jealousy that we were lighthearted and didn't include “the untouchables”? “Don't do that!” you screamed. “We don't want YOUR dandruff and head lice in OUR FOOD!” She looked at you with pride as her ugly,... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Just quit staring!

Just quit staring! At sing~a~long, I sat behind you. You turned to stare at me. And I said, "BOO!" Just quit staring Miss B! You did it again. Are you jealous of my curly hair? Staring gives you no gain. Suck in some air. Now turn blue. Just quit staring! Why do you stare? Do I give you a scare? Tell me, does your honey think about me? Do you feel a little jealousy? Just quit staring! ~Therese Anne Schmidt~ Monday, July 16 th, 2012 Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 16, 2012

Dark Dream

Dark Dream It was the night before Samhain. I had plans for the big night, So I wanted to sleep in. Deep in sleep as my head hit my pillow, I drifted to a dark, sinister place. A lady in red With evil words and evil intent. "But I am a Wiccan!," I cried. With a smile, she replied, "As hard you try, you're really Darkness child!" I tried to run. Whenever I turned, My stomach churned. No escape, because she appeared there. Out of my dream, I awoke, With many a scream. ~Therese Anne Schmidt~ I had... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

A Quote from

Mae West: Marriage is a great institution, but I'm not ready for an institution. Sign in to see full entry.

This was on Facebook. I am in love...

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Friday, July 13, 2012

Night ritual.

Around, all around, the dark memories gather. My dread grows as the headsman's axe falls against my neck. It severs me, and darkly my blood drips to the cold, uncaring tombstones. In unholy terror I flail madly while the Reaper laughs cruelly. Now alone, my blood falls upon uncaring eyes This is your love. ~Therese Anne Schmidt~ Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Blessed be this child...

Billie Jean Jones grew up poor with parents who were drunk a lot of the time. Billie Jean wanted for a lot of things including the necessities. Love in general was a foreign concept along with all the things that went with it. She always wanted for her own parents to give out hugs and at least an occasional ‘I love you.’ Billie Jean grew up on her own for the most part. She got her hugs and ‘I love you’ where she could. Sometimes it involved sex and a bottle of Jack Daniel’s to numb the pain and... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Hate crimes and Maplewood Gardens.

I have a disability for which I live in an assisted facility called Maplewood Gardens, which is in Spokane, Washington. Also, two hate mongers live here. They have committed a hate crime against me. Not because of my disability, but because I AM A MORMON. Those last 4 words make me feel like I am in a commercial. I am a Mormon, Hate me... Do I owe them something? Yes, I wrote a few poems about them. I wrote a final poem thanking them and to let them know what I think of them. I hope I don't... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Slow day...

Not much going on today. Just slow. I've watered my garden about 6:30am. Then ate breakfast, went to Mom's to give her some cilantro. It's funny but I went by the church service to see what it was like. Theresa Topp yells amen whenever they say it. It is no wonder they don't get a big turnout. Terrie Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Hickory dickory dock

Hickory dickory dock, The mouse flew right up the clock. She wanted to get home to her growing, young flock before the last tick tock. Hickory dickory dock. ~Therese Anne Schmidt~ Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

I'm on a tear.

Who you are. Who do you think you are? I will tell you nice and loud. You act like a superstar. You need to pull your big, fat head out of that cloud. You be ugly inside and out, which makes me stare. Bitches, in shame, your heads should be bowed. Good Christians, you claim to be. The truth is that you're thieves stealing from the thrift store. Do you think we all don't know and see? To others, you are put under the title “BORE.” There is nothing else you can be doing? Who do you think you are?... Sign in to see full entry.

Yep.

"If animals could speak, the dog would be a blundering outspoken fellow; but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much." ~Mark Twain~ Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

It's the 4th of July...

It's beautiful and sunny. I am having a fabulous day. We are having a barbeque here at Maplewood Gardens. Nothing can get me down today. I hope everyone of you is having or will have as good a day as I am. Take care and I hope you all are safe. Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

So~called Good Christians.

*** I wrote due to a couple harassing where I live, at Maplewood Gardens, which is an assisted living facility in Spokane, Washington. It is now a hate crime because they wrote a hate letter to me about my religion. They always say that they are good christians and what things that do for others. *** So~Called Good Christians You have made a choice. You have chosen hatred. In our Heavenly Father, you have chosen not to rejoice. He is who spares the most awful dread. You have chosen to hate me.... Sign in to see full entry.

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