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Brain Waves

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Is what you put into your head more important then what you put around it? Or if you put spiffy hats with colorful slogans on top of it or where you take it?

Does the color of your hair matter? Does it matter if you put it in a bun? If you let it run free down the sides of your face? Does it matter if you coddle it and feed it expensive potions and lotions and exotic oils from plants that you think grew in the wilds of a country where women cook over open fires but those plants were actually grown in a lab somewhere in Iowa with a field of corn across the road and black and white cows grazing on the field next to it.

Have you ever tried to tell your head “no that’s a stupid idea, we won’t be walking around Walmart today with our cameras ready to take pictures of those crazy Walmart shoppers that we can always find on line” and your head agrees but it decides to convince you to eat microwave popcorn all afternoon – even the burned bits – as a weird form of revenge- and it makes you binge watch shows about serial killers on Netflix for laughs.

Is what you put into your head more important then what you put inside of it? Around it? On top of it?

Can you just shut the entire kit and caboodle down?

On the other hand, your only alternative is to follow your heart, which is imprisoned in a cage of bone, carried around against it’s will by a crazy person who eats burned popcorn while watching tv shows about serial killers and has to feed a brain that spends all day telling it to shut up and listen to reason.

Sometimes I wonder how any of us make it through the day

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Well That Was A Pleasant Surprise!

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For Linda G Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday : Opposites.”

Gertrude Abercrombie

On Fridays I like to pingback to Fandango’s Flashback Friday because I have gone back through my archieves- in some cases all the way back to 2006 and I’ve been pleasantly surprised at what I found.

Some of my older work wasn’t half bad, not bad at all. What can I say? I was happy with what I saw. As I went through my blog I had moments of ” I wrote that, really?” and I mean that in a good way. On the other hand there were other pieces where I missed the mark, but I’m proud of those pieces too because even if they weren’t great I worked hard on them.

However what I have been avoiding this year as I’ve done Flashback Friday is looking at anything I wrote towards the end of 2019 through 2020. I was sure I would find some grim work- and it would not be in the” lol isn’t that weird ” grim way.

What I found from that time frame turned out to be the exact opposite of what I expected to find. What I found in my work was that even though that feeling was popping up, I wasn’t exactly drowning in despair. From what I saw I working on focus and trying out new things ( like poetry and subject matter ).

So I’d like to give a shout out to FANDANGO and his challenge because who knows? I may have ignored that time frame all together and missed out o on seeing a big step I took in my writing.

We Used To Go To The Movies

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Linda G Hill’s Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “difference.” Whatever the word “difference” conjures first in your mind, write about it. Enjoy!

 

We used to go to the Drive In Movies

me, my brother, sister and Dad because we didn’t have Netflix back then.

Sometimes my Mom went, but movies or maybe being stuck in a car

with all of us wasn’t her thing.

 

Before the movie started we used to play on the swings and slides under the screen

we bought popcorn and candy from the concession stand

that smelled like cigarette smoke, car exhaust and pizza

when I think about that dimly little store I can taste Milk Duds.

 

The Drive had speakers on poles

that crackled and hissed and if it didn’t work

and there weren’t any stalls left

they let you in at the next show and you got free snacks,

 

I used to like to walk between the cars

before the movie started

sometimes I saw people making out or drinking or getting high and  back then,

nobody liked to get pinched by a little kid with a Snoopy toy clutched to her chest.

 

The Drive in held it’s breath, waiting for the sun to set and just as it did

the monsters and pirates and aliens from space climbed down from the

screen and made you laugh and scream and in the middle of the show

smiling  hotdogs and popcorn boxes danced for you at the intermission.

 

The Drive Ins are gone now

there are a few corpses scattered here and there

in fields, behind warehouses

giant screens, rusted swing sets, sometimes a slide painted red and white

 

But do you know what I think?

If you stand there   you can feel the Drive In holding   it’s breath

and I think that as the sunsets the monsters and pirates and aliens from outer space

still climb down from the screens, at least I think they do.

 

 

 

 

Forever More

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Linda G Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday Prompt : More

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More footsteps

more voices

more muffled knocking on the wall behind my headboard

it’s only Summer and it seems like forever until Autumn gets here.

 

More whispers

more weeping

more windows with pale faces trapped in dusty panes of glass

it’s the middle of Summer and Winter is never going to get here

 

More midnights

more footsteps

someone is dragging a chair down the hallway rope in hand

I think it will be Summer forever and it will always be hot as Hell.

From Linda’s Blog-

Here are some the rules and guidelines for this Prompt:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing (typos can be fixed), and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. Have fun!