Them's the brakes...A late Monday Offering

We drive until the gas is gone
And then walk until our feet are torn
Crawl until we feed the soil
Film the whole thing

It's all business in the left-hand lane
Drive there and then drive back again
Escape can't be the only way to escape
So I've gotten used to coffee sweats
Still getting used to road regrets
And hell I took you up on all your threats to leave

It's a shame
It's a crying shame
Them's the breaks
And ain't it always the way
That takes you back to from where it is you came

And Robbie likes his country tunes
It's never been the lens that I see through
But I guess driving for a week or two
Puts words in your mouth

So find ___ and then get out of it
It's about as country as I get
So you ain't living 'til you're living it
Not dead 'til you die

But watch out for the paraphrase
'Cause they will crown you and they will take your legs
See the gas is more than what you get paid
But do it anyway

It's a shame
It's a crying shame
Them's the breaks
And ain't it always the way
It takes you back to from where it is you came

It's a shame
It's a crying shame
Them's the breaks
And ain't it always the way
It takes you back to from where it is you came


Loving that song right now
it's been busy here
we have had company
so I have not had my usual writing time
but as the song says
them's the brakes.....


*


I also wanted to share this beautiful poem
posted by my sister friend
you can find her
and more of her beautiful words here
this is her heart song:

gather

gather yourselves around the fires of your hearts

gather together

a shared lineage

of woman’s work

of birth

and death

gather in the morning

and in the mourning

gather in the dark

and in the darkness

gather

fingers intertwined

dreams dancing

secret dreams

spill them onto the earth

and run your toes through them

as the dust flies around your flowing hair

then fall… spent

emptied of all your wishes

your hopes

your pain

fall face first

lips to ground

feel the winds fingers caress your back

gather close to the roots of the trees

and take your nourishment there

and then gather

palm to palm

eye to eye

breath to breath

and go back into the world , united but separate once again

written by Nyssa

seer of the unseen

knower of the unknown

sacred woman

vulnerable soul

mother, daughter,sister, friend

seeker, journeyer, artist

whole

As you go out into your week

my lovelies

remember to gather

remember to come together

with sisters and friends

feed your spirit

wake your soul

 and be

Love and Light