All Over The Place – Page 26 – Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie

His Honor

We leave
the house
at 6:00 a.m.
Drive to the
courthouse,
once again.
Baby girl
a woman
grown.
Will I
leave
this
building
with her?
Will I
leave
this
building
alone?
Sitting
behind
her as
she
stands
before
his Honor.
Heart
refuses
to keep
beating
no, no, no
not one
second
longer.
Baby girl
stands
alone,
waiting
for
freedom
to fall.
Yes,
mistakes
were made.
Her crimes
to me
unknown.
She is my
baby girl
no matter
how much
grown,
no matter
how many
second
chances
blown.
His Honor
speaks.
The world
stops
turning.
The day
turns
black.
He sets a
date.
We will
be coming
back.
by Jeanne Marie, 2014

Saturday Night

Life’s Journey…from Jodie Lynne

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I Will Fly…

Coming Home

Coming home to Florida from Arkansas in February, these flowers were waiting for me. What a gorgeous greeting!

Yellow, Red and Pink Flowers Make Me Smile…

These were in my garden today and as I thought of all my friends who are cold and shivering, I decided I would deliver these gorgeous flowers to your house. Enjoy the promise of spring!

Today

Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie

The past looms ever present, but this moment is God’s present to me. I won’t ignore my present by holding yesterday’s regrets in front of my eyes. I cannot change the past, but today, the present is mine. I will create good memories. I will hold this moment, I will laugh and I will play. I will live today, I will love me today and I will appreciate the precious people who love me today. I will share my present with you today. Jeanne Marie

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Eating Dollar General

Eating
Dollar General
food and my time
passes slow.
I put myself
in these mountains
yes, that’s true,
I know.
Just enough
food and coffee
to stay afloat.
Just enough staples
to give me tiny
glimmers of hope.
Used to love bologna
before this…
For my mama’s
arrival
I wish and I wish.
Isolated except for
my dog, so it’s
Maggie Mae
and me.
She is my angel
my saving grace.
That makes two
unless I count the
Dollar Store lady
and then…
we are three.
Eating
Dollar General
food and my time
passes slow.

By Jeanne Marie for Jodie Lynne

Sometimes it’s the simple things that bring the greatest pleasure…

Visiting Ozark Mountains

The Roads That Wind Through The Ozark Mountains

I fell in love with the long, long roads that go on forever.

Drunk Love Sober by Jodie Lynne

Feathers fallen to the ground
each step he takes
set at sensual’s pace.
Life dancing…
behind his chiseled face…
one taste, his kiss
he’s heaven sent…
I’m heaven bound.
6′ 1″ bluest of eyes
drops my panties
to my thighs.
Depth of his voice
flashes his whole being
before my mind’s movie…
stuck on slow play.
Set…rewind…replay…
I could do this
all damned day.

by Jodie Lynne

Wordless Wednesday

Florida’s January Flowers

Hope…

God’s Gift

Mountainburg Mountain

Sitting in the dark of Mountainburg…
waiting on life’s spark to ignite…
moon hidden amongst clouds…
in trees bare of their leaves.
I write one last winterous scene…
dry counties surround me…
three shades to the wind…
no rum, no whiskey, death of my frisky…
washed out this girlie, angel dusted pixy…
awww sweet Jesus…
gave her prayers final answer…
no rum my daughter, no whiskey.