It is so; love speaks
in a thousand tongues
There are many ways
to love
I choose your love
It is so; happiness
begins within
not with him
I choose happiness with you
It is so that life’s choices
will lead you on many paths
smooth and tough
I choose to face it with you
It is so; life is change
It is as constant as the air moving
the sun rising
I choose the way you change me
It is so; your love woke me up
It wasn’t planned, nor expected…
But so needed
It is so; I love you
If there is one thing I hate the most in this world, it is injustice. Nothing gets my back up like it. When I see people being taken advantage of, or taken for a ride, it just infuriates me.
I have been going to the same movie theatre for a couple of years now and always park in the same parking area. I have never paid for my parking because when I enter my registration details upon departure, it has always come back with 0.00 to pay. So great was my surprise when I received a parking ticket in April for not paying. I contacted the parking company (all via email – no calls) and explained that I have never had to pay and that I never take a receipt as it’s 0.00 charge. Their only response was to send me a photograph of the parking metre showing that a charge of 2.50 is charged every two hours. I definitely stayed more than 2 hours on each occasion, but it always told me 0.00 to pay. I explained this to no avail. The fine was for 100.00 and it just did my head in that I am expected to pay this amount for a charge that I was told is 0.00. I went back and took photos and this time I kept all my 0.00 receipts.
In principle, I refuse to pay this. I appealed and it was rejected, again the same photo of the charges board, used as evidence. On one visit, as I once again stood staring at the charges board, a couple approached and said they received a fine and they can’t for the life of them understand why, because they have always paid nothing after 18h00.
Today I received a letter from a debt recovery agency…the fine has been increased to 160 and if I don’t pay, I’ll be taken to court.
Why I’m writing all this, I would really like to know if I am being unreasonable? Why when the machine tells me I have 0.00 to pay would I give it money? The logic…there is no logic. Sooooo…I’ll be in court one of these days. A new experience for me, but still part of the adventure that is life. In the meantime, I’m accumulating 0.00 receipts…
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How many times
do I contain you?
We stand face to face
Which way does the scale
tip
It is merely direction
What if one:one
is what we are
It is merely numbers
No instead let’s
fluctuate
It is merely
life
I love poetry. Â I love how there are no rules. What goes up doesn’t have to come down. What would normally be considered strange or out of the ordinary, becomes absolutely intriguing through the eyes of the poet.
Sometimes words just jump into my head and I have to write them down. It’s very annoying when this happens while you’re driving and you know the words will never remain till you get home.
Or waking in the middle of the night with words ringing in your head. The remnants of a possible poem. Words never before strung together in such a way.
And sometimes this happens. I have no thoughts, I have no plans to write. I sit down and think tonight I’ll just read. Then I start to type and words flow from my fingers into the keys on my laptop and onto the screen. No thoughts, just words appearing as if they are not a part of me. Words created outside my mind, by my body alone.
It doesn’t happen a lot. I don’t really understand it. I read my words afterwards and they are new to me as well. Am I going out of my mind?
New Beginnings 