Merry Christmas (Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa, etc) Everybody-Hope that everybody is doing well and is done with any and all shopping that you have for the holiday season. For this entire month I've been working extra hard and got to the point that i got so bored at my second job that I had to write - anything! LOL!
So I decided that for the duration of the CD playing (Mayer Hawthorne - "A Strange Arrangement". Top notch CD! Check it out soon!), I decided to write in between helping customers as they approached me.
FYI: This is nothing more than me freestyling, so nothing needs to be read into it than surface value. As usual, all feedback is still wanted and needed. Sorry for not dropping "The Christmas poem", but that just hasn't come to me. While I get these final presents wrapped up, read on and enjoy. Enjoy the holidays, everyone!
The Strange Arrangement
We made a strange arrangement
So fast, still wondering where the days went
My head’s still spinning
Hope that this is the opposite of the beginning
Drawing a close to an odd couple
Time-stretch only leaves the door open for trouble
And I eschew drama
Old or new drama
Those plotlines are dry to me
Give me something cool, like breezes from the Bahamas
Setting the tone laid back
Progressing, rather than staying laid back
Looking for something new to work out
Getting all of the past pains and hurt out
Now I’m getting the word out
Exerting my cry for help
Keeping it real with me and others
Lifting burdens and simultaneously denying self
Finally looking out for self
Going from saying “yes” or “maybe so”
Putting my foot down and saying maybe “no”
The old pathways made me go
Leaving from the selfless to the selfish
Just for a moment
Refusing to remain sitting on faults like Memphis
Check your references if you don’t get this
The story is parallel to mine
Working to make it easy loving myself
Since now the task is down to myself
No plans to please no one or nothing else
At least in the current state
So fast, still wondering where the days went
My head’s still spinning
Hope that this is the opposite of the beginning
Drawing a close to an odd couple
Time-stretch only leaves the door open for trouble
And I eschew drama
Old or new drama
Those plotlines are dry to me
Give me something cool, like breezes from the Bahamas
Setting the tone laid back
Progressing, rather than staying laid back
Looking for something new to work out
Getting all of the past pains and hurt out
Now I’m getting the word out
Exerting my cry for help
Keeping it real with me and others
Lifting burdens and simultaneously denying self
Finally looking out for self
Going from saying “yes” or “maybe so”
Putting my foot down and saying maybe “no”
The old pathways made me go
Leaving from the selfless to the selfish
Just for a moment
Refusing to remain sitting on faults like Memphis
Check your references if you don’t get this
The story is parallel to mine
Working to make it easy loving myself
Since now the task is down to myself
No plans to please no one or nothing else
At least in the current state
Looking outside, wishing it’d rain today
Contrasting the sunny days
Days when I was solo and on my way
Distracted by an ulterior motive
When the sun beams shot down
Seeing diversive beauty traveling slowly
Thinking of how to make her mine
Going with laser-focus
I’m dealing with a one-track mind
Thinking if I get her
This’ll be the one last time
No longer suffering the ills of love
Showered in the good feel of love
Making sense of the prior moves
Refined, as a result of how trial by fire moves
Hoping to report better moves
Bold and capital letter moves
Covered by shiny and new plastic wrap
Putting my new find on the map
Asking my admiration target to at least let me know
Or if it isn’t mutual, release and let me go
Stopping the premature arrangement from returning
I won’t look around jealous with green eyes
For proof, look deeper
You’ll see mine
But I’ll still love ‘em the same
No matter how strange it was all arranged
Contrasting the sunny days
Days when I was solo and on my way
Distracted by an ulterior motive
When the sun beams shot down
Seeing diversive beauty traveling slowly
Thinking of how to make her mine
Going with laser-focus
I’m dealing with a one-track mind
Thinking if I get her
This’ll be the one last time
No longer suffering the ills of love
Showered in the good feel of love
Making sense of the prior moves
Refined, as a result of how trial by fire moves
Hoping to report better moves
Bold and capital letter moves
Covered by shiny and new plastic wrap
Putting my new find on the map
Asking my admiration target to at least let me know
Or if it isn’t mutual, release and let me go
Stopping the premature arrangement from returning
I won’t look around jealous with green eyes
For proof, look deeper
You’ll see mine
But I’ll still love ‘em the same
No matter how strange it was all arranged
-W.A. Gordon
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