Head-Off This!

Are you really happy or
does it matter all the same?
If your head's not in the right place
then who wants to know your name?
You can be full of info
you might be full of gripes!
There could be people talking
behind your back, the snipes.
So what, if cracks aren't funny
and those around you say you're old?
If your head's not in the right place
then all you value will be sold.
It doesn't matter what the King says
if the Queen can't hold her ground.
If your head's not in the right place
let's hope it's lost and found.

Game This

Tell them what they want to hear,
not what you think they should know...
Always act as if you care -
even if you wish to go.
Take interest in what they say,
and not in what they do.
Always wear the last fashion
with the best accessory and shoe.
Smoke with the those who smoke,
and drink with those who drink;
always laugh and smile, never letting on
you might be one who thinks.
Copy every friend you have
then tell them they are better.
Listen to whom they criticize
mimicking them to the letter.
Always ask and kow-tow,
offer presents, candy - a snack.
Then be sad and sorry
if there's anything you lack.
Cultivate your tantrum,
making sure they know your name;
this is the most consistent way
to go about this game!
You're the only one aware
if you can't keep your word,
no use pretending this is fair,
in fact, it's all absurd!
Just laugh and sing and dance a lot
- and never show your anger!
It's the best of ways to hold your spot
when the Queen gives you the finger!

Queen of This

No need to sulk,
lay on your face
or give the ground a kiss!
I'll be all over the royal place -
coz I'm the Queen of This!

No need to play dead -
you won't soon have a head!
My only concern is
what about ME?
And yes, I have heard -
but it's ultimately my word!
And only my word that will be!

Now pick up your ass
before I harass
with demands that you cannot sort!
I say - Off With Your Head!
and - Off With His Head!
Coz I am the Queen of this Court!!

Painting This...

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Painting This...

I paint around my innocence
so there won't be a random judge;
it takes some work on your part
to get into
my nucleus.

I'm sorry about my secret;
I live in shame and loss
of self-respect.
How terrible, and unforgiving!
I cannot give my gift.
One can't be free
if one is hiding,
one just exists
in wasting time.
I did my best
to cover this!
Being lovely
was my crime.

So you may cut me off -
if you wish, then call it dead.
I only did my best
but it was never right, this head.
One can't be free
if one is hiding,
one just exists
in wasting time.
I did my best
to cover this!
Being lovely
was my crime.

Twinkle This

Welcome, welcome
to this party!
Welcome here
to this Mad Tea!
Bring with you
a drink, a poem
or ditty
or three!

"'Twinkle this...'
it's what he said,
pointing my gaze
as he molested.
His ignorant fingers
crept towards
my face."

"My mother banned me
from a place
I could not search
myself in grace...
So I came here
for psychic tea,
convinced my name
did not own me."

"In discomfort
I strain to rest
with each encounter
jealousy, pest...
Hanging on to
grandma's flowers
in the last, my childhood hours -
when Easter chocolates
made us wretch."

"My heart IS pain
a constant ache,
my fate - to manage
without a break.
It rules me,
dictating who I am...
In this place, what I call
nightmare wonderland."

"I DO enjoy
your butterflies
and changing chairs,
shining surprise...
My life becoming quiet, fair,
without approval
LOVE is here.
I bop between the worlds and so,
it's like survival where
I must go.
From moment to moment -
from here to there -
like all mad riddlers
I shed my care."

There are many people out there living with disabilities. People can be born with them, or acquire them in time; or they may have hereditary conditions that become something more. There are also many people who love to attribute all kinds of magickal characteristics to someone with a disability. In this way, the disabled are led to feel they are special, or can eventually refer to themselves as "shamans", having traveled through their "wounds".

What we don't see is how it is our condition sets us up for all kinds of scapegoating from the public. As we must work hard to integrate our dark-sides, we are often faced with the projections of others who cannot! It is not our responsibility to understand them, and it is not their responsibility to break us down in that way. This is where looking for approval can destroy the spirit of love. If we are people-pleasers, it is easy to lose the true essence of the gifts we have been given... For we exploit ourselves and others in the process, by establishing neediness and desperation as the ways to relate.

As we move into a time in America where we are bringing hundreds of injured soldiers home from war, society will have to be more realistic and compassionate in how we go about interacting with the disabled. Yes, it's true, we could have been great actors, great performers, musicians, painters, and writers, etcetera. There is only one problem: it is difficult to manage your life when you have a disability. Disability will often reduce one into becoming a liar, a thief, a con artist and a beggar. We live in a world of survival of the fittest, where weakness of any sort is looked down on. It's in this way disability begins to take over our lives and makes things unmanageable. It's in this way we are challenged to conduct ourselves with integrity.

Grin for This

All your thoughts
will bring to you
exactly what you need,
everything to fit right up
in your proverbial tree.
It can be as simple as
one and two and three...
Just make up your mind,
and you too can be
a happy little kit-ty.

Kisses and loves
always make us glad
even if those we meet
are flipping-mad.
Just give it a vacation break,
smile for awhile, or try to be someone
who shares more than you take.

Do the best you can, so openly:
it's how we learn to trust -
with validation or a boundary,
or silence if we must!

You used to make me smile,
but years pass and fall away...
I hope you don't misunderstand
why I hide, invisibly?

Hang On To This

Have faith:

not everyone operates
in self-interest.
Sometimes the grunting and groaning
is just gas.
Friends can find a natural revival
if unique persons meet
beyond the need for survival.
I'm talking about individuation
where there's a likelihood
of graduation
to all-new levels of growing...
Not just eating and eating
as if in the shadow of a piglet.
No break-ups where little pigs
become unhinged
running back to the house to binge.

Hang on to that quiet part of you that knows,
the eternal child...
And talk to her, where ever she goes.
Learn how to coax her from within,
help her to help put your heart
on a happier spin.

Note regarding the illustrations of Alice by John Tenniel: As I collected images on the web, I noticed some old-fashioned colorized drawings of Alice were different from the ones printed in the traditional "Alice in Wonderland" and "Looking Glass" books! As you can see, the pen and ink drawing for the black and white prints show a younger Alice. She is portrayed as a little girl, with large eyes and a fluffy, gamine dress, probably 8 or 9 years old. Colorized Alice was done for some sort of collection of Alice Nursery Rhymes, by Carroll. This Alice wears a pleated yellow frock with a giant blue ribbon in her hair, very much the style of the later part of the century; and she looks as if she could be as old as 12 or 13 years. This just goes to show what a couple of geniuses Carroll and Tenniel were...! For perhaps it was their secret way of showing how, like them, we can all time-travel to Wonderland at any age?