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Welcome to Ari-Wood. Step right up and see the sights. To your left, you will see the delicate fragility of fairy land. On the right, watch out for the fiery dragons. For your safety, we recommend you stay on the path and don't stray into the netherworlds of risk and chance. Alternatively, perhaps you like the benefits that go along with taking that chance..........
All rights to the poetry and stories in Ari-Wood
belong exclusively to the author.
That which is not mine,
That which is not good,
That which is not altruistic....
Is requested to leave.
The stories and poems encased in this crystal blog are written from my own imagination and in no way are intended to be viewed as written to any specific person unless I specifically state that it is.
My heart is a book which you leaf through as simply as the pages of this blog..
Antiqued an worn
The words bleed
From a hidden place
Deep within my chapters
Where only one can see
And whispering spirits tarry
Frayed are my edges
Yet my gliding
Remains beautiful
Not a mere ornament
But a testament to the tooling
Which has geared my life
Sown tightly is my binding
I have weathered the years
I shine with wisdom an character
Like no other book
Yet my cover bares the marks
Of ordinary use
Turn my pages lightly
And you shall read
My hued memories
Of dreams and dreaminess
Of times and timelessness
Of lives and liveliness
Upon my inner pages
Are scribbled
Achromatic dreams
My love
My hopes
My life
You are such a treasured book
All my love, Sister of my heart
(Written by a special sister of my heart...MsAlchemy2...a special gift...I wanted to share.)
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| Vision |
May 11, 2008 10:14 pm
32 Views |  | As trembling fingers
Dig a tiny hole
I vision new hope
Promises made whole.
Unopened doorways -
For the past held tight
As clinging ivies
Blooming in the night.
Soft incantation
A murmured prayer
As I envision
You standing there.
Unbroken whimpers
Hiding unshed tears
No justifying
Life's unspent years
Eyes closed unseeing
Yet revealing all
Come stand beside me
Let there be no wall. |
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| What I Learned..... |
May 11, 2008 1:04 am
157 Views | Today was not my day. Tomorrow is not looking any better. We'll just take it each minute at a time and hope I survive it.
I worked really hard today. I tore my front bathroom apart and cleaned it thoroughly; hung new curtains, threw away boat loads of garbage. That's where the fun came in. Let me tell you what I learned today.
I learned that when you put a hot cup of coffee in the microwave and heat it up....it bubbles over....all over the microwave. I learned that when you do it twice in one day....it makes you a retard. I learned that a glass of ice water spilled on a wood table is a bad thing...but a glass of ice water spilled on a table cloth on a wood table....is a worse thing....especially if you can't get the table cloth off in a hurry (the table survived).
I learned that I CAN climb a stepstool to climb into my dining room window....and the stepstool DOES get me high enough to get in the window...but when you have stuff in front of the window....it makes it hard to get in...and comedic for those watching. I learned that some curtains shrink in the dryer....and then they don't fit the window they were intended for.
I learned that tool boxes do not belong in front of the dishwasher....and if they are in front of the dishwasher...you need to watch out for them. I also learned that knees and tool boxes do not make a great combination....and the pain that runs down into your ankle...along with the blood....is not pleasant.
I learned that you have to hit a nail hard to drive it into wood trim...and hope it's in far enough that it doesn't bounce back out of the hole and smack you in the cheek. I also learned that when you hit that nail hard, you have to ensure that your thumb nail is not in the way. Again...when you repeat the mistake twice in one day....you are a retard. I learned that hammers CAN bounce back from hitting a nail and take your chin out...hence...remove your chin from the vicinity of the hammer.
I learned how to unplug a toilet....and that the underside of the toilet lid is disgusting when the toilet is 20+ years old...but soft scrub with bleach does an amazing job of cleaning it.
I learned that no matter how much you batter yourself trying to do things....or how stupid you feel when you screw up.....the satisfaction you feel when you are done...makes everything worthwhile. And now....I think I'm going to learn about sleep.
Have a lovely night. | |
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| Little Old Man |
May 9, 2008 9:00 pm
195 Views | So...doctor's appointment today. Have I mentioned lately that I loathe the doctor? If they stick me with one more needle....or try to scan one more body part....I am going to explode. So far, so good....even if I am the world's most disagreeable patient.
Then I went to Home Depot and bought some recessed lights for my front porch...since I have to redo the wood soffit....I may as well put in lights I can live with instead of those crazy motion detector thingies. I also bought a couple of books....about redoing and finishing hardwood floors....I have a beautiful hardwood floor under my crappy carpet in the living room....and about home improvements...so I can learn how to put in the recessed lights on my front porch.
I stop at the cash register to pay my bill...and this little bitty old man walks up....all stooped over...must have been at least 70...thin....frail....and he asks..."Are you really going to read those books?"
"Well yeah....I plan on it."
"Why?"
"Because I own my house and things need fixing in it and I need to learn how to fix them."
"Wow. I'm impressed. You really going to do that?"
"Yes...I really plan to do that."
"Well...if you ever get really good at it...you come back here and I'll marry you."
At this point I'm choking on laughter and trying to be serious. The cashier has her hand over her mouth but her eyes are dancing.
"Well now....splain something to me. If I ever get really good at fixing my house....why would I want to get married?"
"I'll explain that to you after we're married."
I have to admit....I turned beet red and he certainly laughed me out of the store. I'm never going to be nice to little old men again. When y'all get old....I'm going to just kick you in the shins and move on..... | |
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| Look For Me |
May 8, 2008 10:11 pm
347 Views |  | Look for me in the shadows
Where trees drape sinuously
Across the unwalked path
Look for me in the silence
Where words echo unendingly
In an unspoken breeze
Look for me in the winter
Where snow muffles footsteps
In unbroken drifts
Look for me in the ocean
Where tempestuous currents
Sweep away forgotten dreams. |
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| Another "Gotcha" |
May 7, 2008 3:30 pm
377 Views | I actually got up early today....and was almost ready to start the day...except that it was chilly and I wanted to stay curled up under the comforter. The day started off pretty great. It was raining...which I love....and cool...which I love....so....an Ari day...lol...
I went out to head to work and realized someone was sitting in my car. Freaked me right out. And then I remember Michelle's blow-up doll...which was sitting in my passenger seat...with a box under his feet that said "Peter Pecker". He's more an inflatable beach toy than a blow up doll...but he's got a huge.....ummmm...you know....it was almost sticking out the car window.
Now...I live on the highway...headed to work....and I leave for work...oh you know...right between shifts...so the road is busy as hell. I stood there for a minute trying to think how I was going to get this doll in the house without everyone seeing me carrying it. I was drawing a blank.
Maybe I'd just leave him in the car. What...are you stupid? He's naked....and has this....thing...that sticks out the window....and you're going to take him to work? I think not. So....I waited....and waited...and waited some more...until there was a dead space in the cars...and I grabbed his....you know...and ran like hell for the front door. At which point...they got a picture.
I shoved him into the chair in the guest room....so that my cat wouldn't think he was a play toy....closed the door...and threatened to kill anyone who shared that picture. And then I went to work. Where the story was broadcast almost before I got there.
All day I heard...."I heard you had a visitor today, Ari." "Give someone a ride today, Ari?" "Are ya handfasted to the guy, Ari?" "How was your morning, Ari?" "Does your visitor have a name, Ari?" I even heard one evil engineer tell Michelle that he respected her now....that was both outrageously funny...and perverted...all at once. My BOSS knows the story.
I pretty much tried to hide out in my office today. Didn't work very well....and I had to brazen it out....which everyone loved...cause I went so bright red every time they brought it up.
We're going to play "ring toss" with the thing at my house on Sunday when we do Girl's Day....want to join us? | |
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| Evolution |
May 6, 2008 9:51 pm
389 Views | Lately I've avoided the blogs. It's seemed so negative here...and I've chosen to avoid anything truly negative. While I find that my world seems to be leveling out and moving forward in a positive wave....I also find that I am choosing to walk away from situations that drain or exhaust me. That's really not my style...or is it?
Conversations with Kelly in the past week have led me to be more open in exploring who I really am. That doesn't mean I even think about it...I just allow myself to feel...more...deeper....more frequently. As I move furniture...I evaluate the room for where it feels as if the momentum is upbeat....and forward moving. When I feel content in the room...I am done.
This was equally true when I bought clothes that were bright and vivid this weekend. It wasn't a conscious choice...it was more of an instinct...and then when I got home and looked at the colors....I just stood there and thought....what have you done? But you know what? I love these colors.
So...instinct. Feeling what feels comfortable and good to me. I don't think about it at all...I just let it happen. I've been very bad about calling my mother as well. Conversations with her are always exhausting and negative...and I'm simply not ready to have anyone rain on my parade. I want to keep the positive wave washing over me until I've internalized it.
I think sometimes....that the person I have been for the past...nearly 30 years....wasn't me. It was the person I needed to be to get through. And the person I am finding inside me right now...is this totally different person. I started this move when I got divorced...but the changes were only made very slowly and gradually until he left....I needed to keep that protective shell active and shielding me. Now....I don't find that I need it in the same way...and slowly it is cracking and someone new is emerging.
I'm not sure where I am going with these changes. I find myself once again softer....and quieter. When I get home from work...I often turn on my music....and start cleaning/organizing. In short order I find myself dancing around the house as I work. I don't mind working....I don't mind anything I've done so far....I've actually enjoyed the movement...and the dancing....that has accompanied each thing I've done. It's probably not a smart move to dance as I climb the stepstool...but I find it a little bit scary to climb on the stepstool...my fear of heights hasn't gone away...but I do fight it every day.
I like that I'm enjoying my daily life enough to be dancing...and it often surprises me....to realize that I've been dancing around the room as I worked. Those are the best kind of surprises.
As for the rest....I haven't known what to say. There are things I'd like to talk about....but can't. Strangely, I find myself more private....and when I am not private...more protective of other people.
I feel as if I am just....boring these days...but I have to say...I am so very happy...not everything in my life is perfect or wonderful...but it's all working out...and changing....and growing. I go to bed earlier...I sleep better...and I am really loving...the changes that each day brings to me. It's simply evolution....as we walk our path...we change...and grow.
But I miss you all. I simply....don't know that I have anything interesting to say. So....I just don't. I hope you understand. | |
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| Happy Birthday, Carolyn..... |
May 5, 2008 9:32 pm
453 Views |  | 
Happy Birthday, Sis....I hope it is wonderful...and special...and that man does something fantabulous for you.
Now that you are officially OLDER than dirt.....how does it feel?
Happy Birthday Carolyn.....
Love and great big hugs to you.....
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| Naughty Minds |
May 5, 2008 9:29 pm
426 Views |  | They named my blow up doll at work. I'm not sharing the name. However, I do have a question for anyone who has a blow up doll....male, thanks...anatomically correct...which was only $5 extra...OMG....I am so going to get even with Michelle. Anyway...my question is....where do you blow it up? Cause....there are some things....that just aren't happening....lol....
Dean came over tonight to try to play with the bird from hell. This weekend she gave him kisses...and nearly climbed on his hand. Tonight she turned her nose up....but let him rub her beak. I'm thinking that's called....getting fresh with the bird. Actually, he came over to get some left over biscuits and gravy. It's not my favorite and I figured he might like something...that's not hot dogs and macaroni and cheese....blech.
I'm not quite sure how we got on the topic....of dating and relationships and what each of us would like to find in the future. Dean wants to get married again...holy crows...how many times is it legal to get married? But he wants to date for a couple of years first...platonically....he says he no longer believes in sex outside marriage. I'll believe that when I see it.
I'm not sure I'll ever get married again. I'd have to really believe in a man to bind myself to him that closely. I do believe in sex outside marriage...but I believe in sex in a committed relationship...not casually. I might consider a handfasting...for a year and a day...and see where that takes us...but....I just don't know if I want to give anyone the key to me again. I still believe marriage is meant to be....forever.
Dean had no clue what a handfasting was...."Is that the same thing as 'do it yourself, Ari?'"....he was blushing when he asked. I had to laugh out loud. OMG....heck no....it's similar to being married...but you can choose to bind yourself for a year and a day...instead of for....all the rest of your days....and it has nothing to do with....what you said, Dean....lol...
He's barely speaking to me now...he's too embarassed. Well ya know...I talk about lots of things with Dean....but...do it yourself is not one of them. I guess I should cut him a break....Michelly thought the same thing. I'm thinking some people have naughty minds....and it isn't me. For once. |
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| In Case Tomorrow Never Comes...... |
May 4, 2008 10:36 pm
477 Views |  | Promise me no more than that today....each day...each moment....we will be all that we can be...for ourselves...for one another. That we will give all that we can give...without reservation, without resentment, without fear. Give to me no more than you would have me give to you...expect from me no more than you would give to me. Share all that you are....expect all that I am.
In hesitation lies uncertainty...and in uncertainty...defeat. What dwells within your heart bears truth for you...listen only to your heart....and know that this truth...is what you choose...or reject. Believe that two hearts can beat as one....and one heart can do impossible things.
Know always that each tomorrow is a gift we cannot ask for, but only be grateful for. As daylight fades to night, be thankful for the moments shared...and in your heart...hold tight the hand that holds you tight....and know that love...is always right.
In case tomorrow never comes....remember always...that I have loved you...deeply, fully....and eternally. So mote it be.
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This was not written to or for any single person....or perhaps in a strange way it was...but it ws intended for each of you that I have ever loved....have ever shared my heart with....have ever held near to me....even if only in my heart. Sometimes I forget....to remember...how much I love you.
I do...love you. |
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| In Sacrifice |
May 4, 2008 10:15 pm
442 Views |  | What were the secrets hidden there
Inside the place you could not share?
Why did you ask my heart to care
And harbor close the truth I bare?
Heart’s solstice is a healing time
When every thought is made to rhyme
We celebrate the warmer clime
With boughs of lavender and thyme
Unseasonal, the dreams you brought,
When every hope became a thought
So dear the pleasure we had bought
Although the cost…it mattered not.
Your hand in mine, it felt so right,
As did the arms that held me tight
When fear did hold me in its sight
Through ever longer, empty night.
With fiber fine my heart you bound
I ever hungered for the sound
The tenderness you wrapped around…
Indeed you burrowed deep and found…
An unchained love for sacrifice
A bargain cheap at half the price
Unused so you could crush it twice
Within annihilation’s vice.
Successful venture, don’t you know
A rose before the blooms did show
Before she even came to know
The fragrant joy of passion’s glow. |
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