Its Own World (August 2018) – by Charlie Macias

Talking to yourself about her

It’s its own world

All the ups and downs

You’re sure, you’re not sure

The evidence is obvious

The evidence is misconstrued

Sometimes you get so angry

Sometimes you get so blue

What the hell is going on??

But you know the answer

You ask for a sign

You yell in the car, smack the steering wheel

And you ask for a sign

The desperation makes you laugh

And so relief is delivered

And you can go back to banging your head against a wall

Smacked by the Angel of Love – by Charlie Macias

I was out walking, just minding my own business. (No, I was not whistling) I walked around the corner and PUM!

Now why did she have to go and do that?

So who am I to fall in love with? The first lady I meet? That cute girl back at the office? The wonderful cheeseburger and French fries lunch I’m headed to? Will I end up clucking like a chicken?

I’m frightened. I haven’t been in love in a long time. Then a message from her was transferred to my mind, “Trust love. But be diligent about love.”

Huh???  What???!

I think I’ll just wing it!

Belinda's Cafe - by Charlie Macias

She was good at writing little notes to herself. She was good at making lists. To-Do lists mostly. And sometimes things on the lists actually got done!

She had prepped and listed for all that needed to get done for the gathering. Cooking, baking, and cleaning the place.

All were enjoying themselves so she felt happy.

(Alternate dark ending)

What did and didn’t get done? Let’s take a look at her list! Got done: make cake, make soup, wash utensils. What didn’t get done: meet new people, stop living in an imaginary world, get out of the house once in a while.

New item on her checklist? “Don’t call Charlie an insensitive jerk-off.”

Threesome – by Charlie Macias

1.   The talk was......decent.   It didn't break any barriers. It didn't invoke revolution. Some people described it as staid and proper. Many just walked on by. Now it has been institutionalized and many folk enjoy decent conversation. Or, as the millennials say: decent convo.

2.   Seattle cannot hear you. Heck, even Portland shrugs its shoulders. You DID conjure up something the other night, though. Too bad you can’t remember it. So we seek out the gods for help. Too bad you don’t believe in god. It’s that misty, rainy, wet weather that messes with my good vibes going north.

3.   And suddenly there were two. Out of the blue. Let’s just say that I woke myself up real fast! Yes, it was unreal. But the possibility had not come about for a long time. What to do? “What to do??????” Idiot. Nothing’s going to happen. You had that stupid smile on your face the whole time. Yet it was this wonderful thing coming out of nowhere, coming on the start of a crappy day. What a stupid smile.

Are We Calm Yet? -by Charlie Macias

Are we calm yet?
No.
Are we calm yet?
I don't know when things will get calm again.
Are we calm yet?
No, but I just want to taste it.
I know it will be so good.
Are we calm yet?
What?! Did I throw away most of the people in my life?!!
Are we calm yet?
Give me a map with directions and I'll work to get there!
Are we calm yet?
You kidding me or something?
Are we calm yet?
In this order: quiet, peace, contentment.
Are we calm yet?
Sigh.

An American Girl - by Charlie Macias

Chicka-ha! And she fell down when I explained. It was an avalanche of good tide. The ones that were single didn't thrill me, but the other eight were gems. An early rap struck me strange, but it slowly grew on me. There were two mystery girls at the time. I walked out into the rain.

A Silly One for February 29 – by Charlie Macias

February 29^th doesn’t come around very often so I put together a quick one to celebrate. It’s silly and makes no sense, but what the heck!

Yes, the story takes place on a ship—

Bingo, bang-o, bunco

The cow jumped over the moon

I was maybe mesmerized

But it happened way too soon

The shoes, the shoes!  Thank you!

You’re looking pretty hot yourself

Needed to be holding you

But I got thrown into the kelp!

Ok, so in Doris’ painting it looks like the young woman is in a lily pond NOT necessarily in kelp. 

That’s what happens when you do a quick one. Yep, blame me.

The lily pond theme would go better with a tribute to L.A.’s Echo Park (known for its lily pond). But there are already so many parks—and not a lot of February 29s. Ok, thanks for reading. Everybody back to work! Hi to March 1^st. 

(Please note: no people, kelp nor cows were hurt in this silliness)