Day 2
So today I got a little more! (lol)
Took me a while to find a parking spot,
But finally found my way to your door.
When I arrived there was a family peering in looking at the courtyard,
"Beautiful", the father said, as you buzzed me in, " Looks like a post card".
You met me at the door and as I entered,
Your white sheets looked so inviting,
But instead I think I headed to the couch to see you in better lighting!
I had to pee in 203 (lol)
And laughed as I sat there
starring at the One Toof Goof Bird
you had bought from me. (Thanks by the way)
You talked a lot again,
Without even looking at me.
I like looking at you
I like what I see!
******write about: the couch, the white sheets, the red room, the ceiling fan, the linoleum wedding announcement print on the side table, 2 bottles of water, paint brushes in a jar, 9x12 canvases waiting for paint, I wanted to paint them for you so bad! Today I recall a tour guide speaking about how Lenny Kravits went to school down there! Lots to learn and take in on this corner! I hope to do it more often!
Day 3
Parked on Bourbon today!
Today, I let myself in! The gate was open by a big orange cone.
Must have been garbage day or courtyard cleaning.
The courtyard felt especially wonderful today! I took the stairs, only to find that you were not home, so I made myself comfortable on the Royal St. Balcony side. Felt like home to me! I have always dreamed of a French quarter get away ever sine I was a kid. When I was about 6 my family knew a French quarter Artist, Dwight Stark, I believe was his name. He did charcoal and pastel portraits of my brother and me. He has probably passed on. Ever since that visit, I knew that I wanted to be an Artist and live in the Quarter! Never had the opportunity to live out the Quarter life, except for Mardi GRAS, Halloween and a few planned special occasions.
Surprised you that I let myself in, I do believe.
We talked about architecture and design today! How you "walked out" my dream building and how you had plans for it yourself! This being the building that stands all alone in the middle of a New Orleans parking lot around the Decatur S. Peter's split. It's brick walls have always had my heart and all four floors are mapped out and perfectly designed in my mind! Including the roof top. What are the chances that this could actually happen? Good conversation, good company, good sex, like of music, poetry, writing, design, painting and Art! Omg! I think I love this person! That's a good thing right? I sure hope so, with all the tears I have shed in the past few years, I think I deserve it, even if it is short lived (but I do hope it lasts a long time).
Craigslist? Omg! Thank you! Lol
The Architect, the Flower and the Control Freak will be the title of my next story, poem or unsent letter.
Actions = Emotions.
Lately my actions have been leading to emotions. Emotions lead to more actions! Watch out!
Dear Control Freak,
Have you always been this way and I have been SO blind? I should hope that I have not been blind for almost 20 years! You cut me down, make me feel so insecure, something I am not used to at all! Of all my almost 40 years, I have never been insecure! Now my future is blurry and all I do is worry!
Dear Architect,
Have you always been this way? It's very nice to meet you! I should hope to know you for the next 20 years of my life! You build me up! You make me feel good, you are inspiring and deep, you talk too much, but I love your long winded excitement and your zest for life and your positive outlook (just like mine), I love your passion for the arts and the fact you get so excited about those oysters! Lol!
Dear self (the Flower),
Have you always been this way? I think you have! For 20 years you have been dedicated and faithful! Never an eye strayed! Enough! You should not be so blind anymore! Stop ignoring the fact that he is not what he seemed to be! Stop being controlled!
posted on 2012/04/20