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The Death of Bippo

No one that saw his corpse could believe what they were seeing. In death Bippo wasn’t just smiling he was grinning. Now it’s true that a clown was supposed to smile but even when he was alive he never did. Not even when he was performing. Why kids loved him so much was a mystery to everyone that knew him.

When the coroner had taken his body the clowns gathered to figure out what they were going to do to send him off in a way that was respectful. Although why they were trying to respect him he never showed them or anyone for that matter any kind of respect.

The circus closed for a couple days in memory of Bippo. It gave all the performers and the ringmaster/owner a chance to come up with ideas and there were plenty of them. Some were more reserved like putting a huge picture in the center of the ring during performances. One person actually suggested bringing an empty casket into the ring and setting it on fire. That idea was quickly axed. The last thing the owner wanted to happen was his tent burning down along with the casket. By the time the circus reopened it had been decided what was going to be done.

The day of the memorial arrived. Tension was high as the crowd filtered into the tent. A curtain was pulled closed around the center ring hiding what was behind it. By the time the last person entered there wasn’t an empty space to be found. Once everyone was seated everything went dark except for the center ring. The curtain slowly opened, and the crowd gasped at what they saw.

The spotlight highlighted what was in the very center of the ring.

Sitting upright in the center of the ring was what appeared to be an Egyptian like sarcophagus. Bippo’s image was painted on the front, a smile on his lips. The base was surrounded by hundreds of flowers.

The ringmaster entered and gave his speech about how a week before he and the performers had lost a beloved member of their family. The speech lasted about five minutes and he exited the ring, and the show began in earnest.

The clowns gave their usual performances. Juggling, riding unicycles, as well as everything clowns usually did. Everything was going perfectly until a small car, filled with other clowns entered from the left of the stage. Coming to a stop beside the sarcophagus the car barely nudged it, and all hell broke loose.

What everyone thought was an empty sarcophagus fell on it’s side, the lid popping open and out rolled the body of Bippo. The body came to rest in the flowers.

Screaming filled the big top as people grabbed their children and ran toward the exits. Since the exits wouldn’t only allow a few people to go through at a time the crowd began pushing each other causing the tent to start collapsing trapping people and performers under it.

After everything was done and all were safe it was decided that the members of the circus would never discuss the matter again.

11 March 2024

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The Fight

The angry little boy inside

Lashing out at nothing

And me

Your eyes are empty

As you rant and rave

Your voice is harsh

As the rough words fly

From your lips

I retreat into myself

The only protection I know

August 2016

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Gaia

The full moon calls to me

Follow me, running quickly through the trees

Feel the heartbeat of the trees within you

Play with the fairies gliding swiftly around you

They whisper the truth of life into your ear

Find a large oak and sit beneath the canopy of leaves

Close your eyes  and let your soul go free without fear

As I lower in the sky the sun will be rising to guide you home

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I Am

I see myself through your eyes

When you say I’m beautiful

I am

When you say that I’m stupid

I am

Drunk or sober I hang on your every word

Whatever you say

I am

September 2016

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Cloudy

Panic fluttering in her chest, she scanned the crowded parking lot for her car. The worst part was that she couldn't remember if she even had a car. Maybe she had come to the mall with her daughter. It was a definite possibly. Maybe even her granddaughter. For all she knew it could have been one of her great-grandchildren. The harder she thought about it the more it eluded her. "I hate this," she said aloud. Tears filled her eyes threatening to spill at any moment. The parking lot took on the illusion of being viewed through a fish bowl. Within seconds she couldn't figure out why she was crying. "Stop being a baby," she scolded herself. In the distance she heard a young woman calling for her Grammy. Was it Vickie? The voice sounded familiar. She just couldn't tell. Her vision was blurry and she didn't know why. What the hell is happening? The question was asked silently, but still received a reply. I'm losing me mind. That's what happening. The voice of the young woman moved closer and the older woman struggled to bring her face into focus. Wiping the back of her hand across her eyes her vision cleared. "Vickie?" The young woman stopped in front of the older one. "Are you ready to go home Grammy?" The older woman tilted her head slightly. "Can I help you with something miss?" "Grammy, it's me," the younger woman replied. "I was afraid you had gotten lost."

The girl's accusation angered the older woman. "I know exactly where I'm at," she snapped. "Okay Grammy." She gently touched the woman's arm. "It's time we get going anyway." Even though the older woman wasn’t exactly sure who the younger one was, she allowed her to lead her to a small red pick-up truck. "Where are we going?" the older woman asked, lowering herself into the seat. "I'm taking you home. Mom should be there by now and I have to get ready for work." The young woman pulled into traffic. "We're on our way now." A few minutes passed before the older woman spoke. "You know who I haven't seen for awhile she asked. "I haven't seen Vickie. I wonder why she hasn't stopped by to take me out for the day.

Circa 1997

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Need opinions

I'm rewriting a story that I wrote 20 years ago when I was in college. Back then it turned into a full novel. Long story short, I gave the manuscript to someone to edit and she claimed that someone stole her backpack from her car and the manuscript was in it. I was wondering if it would be worth my time to post it on Tumblr chapter by chapter. Any input will be welcomed.

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Grimm (Michael)

I feel the loss of you every day. You were as much my child as the three that I gave birth to.

I watched you spiral out of control and knew there was nothing I could do to help you.

You were in so much pain, both mentally and physically.

Although I think mental pain is what hurt you the most.

You couldn’t see it, but you touched so many lives and were loved by almost everyone you met.

You gave your heart to all that you loved, and they returned it to you.

I think we all knew that it would end the way it did. We just didn’t think it would happen so soon.

I know that wherever you are you are sitting in your favorite spot at your favorite pub waiting for those you love to join you.

I’ve seen your shadow and once you were sitting on the end of my bed. That time you were solid and clear as a cloudless day.

Several of your friends have also seen or felt you with them. It brings comfort to us all.

This isn’t a final goodbye because I know I will be with you again. You’ll probably be waiting for me to make your morning cup of coffee like I always did.

I was blessed to have you in my life for the time that I did.

Nothing or no one will ever fill the void in my soul where you once were.

Love You Buddy- Ma

March 2024

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PTSD

I listen to your promises and hope that they come true

You say you're moving down to be with me

I've started dreaming of what being beside you will be like

But after six hours with her and a denied call I can't help but wonder

Has she talked you out of it

Has she talked you out of even being in my life

I keep telling myself no that's not what's happening

And yet I hear nothing from you telling me anything different

Am I so naive to have built my life around you when you're 3 hours away

I'd be lying if I said the thought wasn't running through my brain

Right now I'm clinging to wisps of uncertainty

Will we be together or not I guess it's up to you

I need to hear you tell me what's going to happen whatever it is

If you no longer want me I'll step away so you can be happy

12 March 2024

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For Bear

Forty years ago you called me your angel

With you beside me I learned to fly

I learned to soar

You were always waiting when I came back down

Somewhere along the line we lost each other

And I could no longer fly as high

Slowly I became earthbound

With each experience a feather fell to the ground

My wings became naked and broken

I needed your love to heal them

Years passed and we found each other again

My wings are mending

The feathers are returning

Stay by my side and I’ll soar once again

With your love I’ll reach the sky

Return and give you the moon

4 February 2024

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In Search of Me

I have survived what at times I thought

I couldn't

I have grown more that I ever thought

I could

I am finding and learning to put

Myself first

And love and accept myself

For who I am

3 September 2018

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The End of It All

water washes over me

not clean and refreshing

but frigid and shocking

i’ve seen it coming

but am helpless to stop it

many times, tried

only failing everytime

now we face the end

the wedge between us

too wide to bridge

i stand on my side

reaching out for you

but not able to connect

March 2017

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Untitled

Acceptance is hard to find

Because it’s difficult on us both

Chaos follows each drink

Dead minutes never again retrieved

Everything frustrating

Following the circle around and round

Gotta find a way to control

Have to get him sober

I can’t do it

Jumbled feelings

Kisses forced on my lips

Love making rough and primal

Man versus woman

No chance of winning the battle

Out of control

Peace needs to be found

Quenching the thirst within

Reaching rock bottom

Sight is what’s needed

To regain control

Unless there is no more

Vanity takes over

Where modesty should be

Xperiences weight heavy on the psyche

Yelling silently for it to stop

Zero chance of success

October 2016

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Self-Talk

Whispers in the back of my mind

What are you doing?

Why are you doing this?

Louder

Who is hurting more?

Where is this heading?

Screaming

When will it end?

How will it end?

December 2016

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Sadness

My unwanted friend

You’ve come home

Bringing with you the fog

Numbing me completely

Pain that can’t be felt

Rivers of tears

I am your hostage

For as long as you chose to stay

September 2016

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My Life

So much anger

Words thrown at each other

Wounding the psyche deeply

Of course, he was drunk

Little boy lost

Scared, vulnerable, weak

Afraid to face his demons

Of course, he was drunk

So many tears

On both sides

His from fear and self-loathing

Mine from frustration and hurt

Of course, he was drunk

So much passion

Primal urges pronounced

Kisses rough and sweet

Of course, he was drunk

So much pain

Separate and shared

Killing us both

Of course, he was drunk

November 2016

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Hope

Holding on to the blade

Painfully aware of the sharpness

Hold on tight

Knowing that letting go

Will be even more painful

August 2016

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