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Any Way you SLICE it

ladyram5ft3 — Sat, 03 Apr 2010 23:30:59 +0000

Any way you slice it
Two times twenty-five
Or five times ten
Four times twelve point five
or the reverse of them…

It’s Fifty, the halfway point
for the blessed and/or lucky?
Just some random thoughts as I hear
‘Happy Birthday’ being sung to me!

It’s life anew, the best years to come,
Say ones who have ‘blazed’ the trail.
Maybe tomorrow, I’ll also agree,
But today it’s just not biding well.

It’s not so bad, I’m right behind you,
Say those of the forty-something.
Maybe tomorrow, I’ll concede,
But today I need to hear Yolanda sing.

‘This too shall pass”, ’there’s Someone watching over you’,
And ‘Open My Heart‘, she sings, I’m humming.
Cause any way you slice it, I’m still alive and kicking,
And better days/weeks/years are a coming.
Stay Blessed!

original mumblings by LadyRam

ladyram5ft3 — Thu, 04 Feb 2010 05:54:18 +0000

*HEART BEATING*

You ask if I think of you? I utter yes. As the beats grow stronger in my chest. You said you want more, I say more what? Surely as Anita, it’s ‘The Best I’ve Got’ Does my voice NOT elucidate my reaction? To our Song of Love and Sweet Passion. *Other lyrics ask, ‘When will I see you again?”, I ask if not now, then, when, when, when?* They say slow down, coming on too strong. I say ‘full speed ahead’, just you’d better hold on! Uh-oh, break time is over, time to go back in. Glowing I am, wearing a nice phat grin.

Whatcha mean no drama

ladyram5ft3 — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 17:24:27 +0000

Whatcha mean no drama, no games? Your not giving any slack, not taking any names.

Your reaction to my expressive tirades or counterbalancing moves, also fans the flames.

Is not Life itself a Drama? Filled with one acts, double bills, and triple axle jumps?

Can’t help if my silence engulfs you, or my expressive reactions make it a ride of bumps.

Please don’t relegate, subjugate my Drama, just ask me to turn the Volume down!

Is not Life itself a Game? One goal, to effect, affect those all around!

Whatcha mean no drama, no games? Haven’t you studied, haven’t you learned?

In the Drama of our Life, Game of our Love; There’s plenty of pages yet to be turned.

Scene 4, Act 3, Line 2, First person

imperfection

ladyram5ft3 — Wed, 22 Jul 2009 04:05:52 +0000

My skin’s not baby smooth, the hair’s not silky long.

My eyes shine bright, and legs though thick are strong.

A smile that welcomes you, that yearns for many hugs.

Please don’t pass me by, or park the eyes upon da milk jugs.

Imperfection, I’m Purrrrrrr Fetch Shunned. – Meow

oh no they’re back

ladyram5ft3 — Wed, 10 Jan 2007 20:43:10 +0000

they’re back for da spring session.

where did winter break go? half da staff is barkin and/or wheezin

not me, i thera flu-ed, vita c’d, the first hint of sneezin.

the Artic is going to blast us again, freezing temps, maybe snow at our level,

brings back memories of salting the side walk and scoopin snow with shovel.

Hello world!

ladyram5ft3 — Fri, 30 Jun 2006 02:40:44 +0000

TGIF!!!! Lady Ram’s in da house.

<>Hangin out in Bezerklee with Avay and da rest. Need ya to do an anti-fog dance. No sun on da horizon for miles…End of da fiscal. Many jrnls to do.