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January 22, 2015

LITTLE MISS MISCHIEFI missMischief.Fun with no maliceThou...

LITTLE MISS MISCHIEF

I miss
Mischief.

Fun with no malice
Though it might
Occasionally
Involve a mallet
On a toe,
Or a bucket
Of water
Tilting
For a soak…

I miss
Mischief

Childish thrift
Of hours of glee:
Sending someone
Bugs in their teas;
Or stinky sea-snails
Or slugs in a mug,
Or trapping
The neighbour’s
A precious Persian
In a smelly bin?

I miss
Mischief.

I miss
Feeling silly
And free.

I miss
Mischief.

I miss me.

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Published on January 22, 2015 09:43

A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIPMade me a friendA new friendA face-...



A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP

Made me a friend
A new friend
A face-friend
A purely
Non-corporeal
Intellectual friend.

We discussed
Hemmingway
And Miller
And how he
Enjoyed
The occasional
Thriller?

I was explaining
My passion
For Agatha
When he suddenly
Asked “What colour?”

Pardon? Says I;
“Colour…” he adds
“Black lace? Peach?
You know…
Your underpants…”

Bummer!
While I was being
Honest, open
Non-carnal
And frank,
Unbeknownst to me
My friend
Was having
A wank!


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Published on January 22, 2015 09:25

OLD BOSS NEW BOSSSAME OLD STONE CRAPPY MOSSLet’s be polit...

OLD BOSS NEW BOSS
SAME OLD STONE
CRAPPY MOSS

Let’s be polite
Pretty and Bright
Toss our curls
Wear out pearls
And Twin-sets
Like good girls…

We will never
Be rude or crude
AND HEAVEN!
FOR FEND:
NEVER EVER
LEWD!

So let’s be just right…
Bright
(but not too bright)
Politically correct
(but unaware)
Tits high,
Butts tight.
Suitably
Young when
We are young;
Graciously old
When men’s
Love-desire
Grows cold.

Remember
Never to offend,
But suitably
Pretend ecstasy
To the bitter end,
Also, unlike your
Gran?

Work all day
Clean at night
Cause you can’t
Conscionably expect
The bastard
To pay the bills,
Right?

Cause you are
(GASP!)
Enfranchised
Liberated and
Thoroughly fornicated:
A MODERN Woman,
Right?

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Published on January 22, 2015 08:45

PISS-POOR POET’S PRIVILEGESo am I supposedTo write What-e...

PISS-POOR POET’S PRIVILEGE

So am I supposed
To write
What-ever crap
Comes into my mind
And call it insight?

Is that right?
So I was watching
A man on TV
Collecting his pee
And drinking it
For his health…

OMG
I just gagged!
Is this where
Insight is at?

We criss-cross
The world
Daylight to night
In the blink of an eye
And this is what
We choose
To explain?

A man in Japan
Made a plan
To drink urine
(his own)
So while
Me drinking
Buck’s Fizz
Will never please
Or gimme
15 seconds
Of fame,
We all watch agog
As old slant-eyes
Gargles with piss…

Spare me!
Eat shit!

HEY
That is IT!
I’ll make myself
A cow-pat-pie!
I may die,
But that will
Certainly be
One in the eye
To Mr. Yoki-Lee
Wee-Wee!


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Published on January 22, 2015 08:22

HAIR OF THE DOGHair of the dogSnout of the hog!This here ...

HAIR OF THE DOG

Hair of the dog
Snout of the hog!
This here is
An absolute crock!
(of SHIT, let’s not be coy.)

At my age
It’s a joy
I’ll not forgo,
Telling truths
And calling
Spades SPADES,
And cocks COCKS;
And forgetting
The subtle
Shades
Of tact.

This is so much
More FUN,
And that
Is a fact!

So as I get older,
My tongue
Get’s looser
And bolder;

My eyesight
Oddly enough,
Gets sharper,
My heart
Progressively colder-
But at least now
It finally matches
The shoulder…


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Published on January 22, 2015 08:04

I KNOW I WAS RIGHT!Bla-Bla-BlaI cried,She frownedAnd deni...

I KNOW I WAS RIGHT!

Bla-Bla-Bla
I cried,
She frowned
And denied.
And I am sure
She lied!

Enraged
I pounded
My fist
On the desk,
And expounded:
BLA-BLA-BLA!

She sighed
Impatience,
She shrugged
Despite,
And arrogantly
Replied:
CHICKY-BOOM
CHICKY-BOOM
BLA-BLA!

THAT was the end
Of any pretend
Ambition
Intention
Or pretencion
To reconciliation!

CHA-CHA-BLA-BLA
Screamed I,
And slamed the door
On my friend.


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Published on January 22, 2015 07:26

GRATEFUL

I am grateful that God has found uses for me.
I am grateful that what I can do can help. I am glad to be armour, sword or plow; to protect, to fight, or to tear open deep furrows that ease the sprouting of new and vivid life.
I am grateful and glad to be a useful tool.I am grateful that it garners me merit.I am grateful to fit so well to every hand.
I am glad, but also sad. I just wish I was less useful, and more loved.
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Published on January 22, 2015 05:39

Isn't it odd that the people who demand love, respect and...

Isn't it odd that the people who demand love, respect and gratitude as an earned right very rarely get it. That, and the fact that love, respect and gratitude must spring unbidden from the heart.
They don't get THAT, either.

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Published on January 22, 2015 05:32

January 15, 2015

For a GREAT ROMANTIC READ

I highly recomend Suzanne Carroll's STARCROSSED!

CLICK HERE!
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Published on January 15, 2015 05:41

January 14, 2015

SALEM WITCHES HIGH ON A SATURDAY NIGHTSharp noseTo the gr...

SALEM WITCHES HIGH
ON A SATURDAY NIGHT

Sharp nose
To the grind stone
Oh spin spin
Wheel of bone!

The witch
With the willow
Switch fell
In a ditch

She jumped
From the sky
High on rye
Ripe rye

Oh rye
Makes a lie
Of the good
Of bread

Have rye
With ergot
Instead
Oh the whispers
Go straight
To your head

So if you want
To get high
On acid
Try lysergic
It’s traditional
It’s natural
It’s medicinal…
It’s a bloody
Classic!


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Published on January 14, 2015 12:19