MJS Creative Landing

Supposedly I am suppose to dig deeper. I am suppose to be in the throws of birth pains and to some extent birthing something from within that needs to come into the world. I am to be pushing. Push! Push! "Ice Cream Soda Water Lemonade tell me the letter of your boyfriends name." Of course this is one of those songs that little black girls sing differently from little other girls. I googled it. I read that we all have gifts. We need to share these gifts with the world. Our gifts will be reveal to us. We all will discover our gifts. Our gifts will be uncovered. "Miss Mary Mack Mack Mack all Dressed in Black Black Black with 24 buttons buttons buttons up and down her back back back." Some of our minds are so full of information and ideas that it could might well be hard to distinguish your gift from your talent. It might well be that the brain is so full of of triviality that it has missed that connection to the heart and spirit and fell off the wagon of impregnation a...

Please don't talk so fast Don't take me too seriously Please don't make me laugh Sometimes when I laugh I start to wheeze And if you hold my hand It might be possible  that sweaty palms  might hurt our plans Yeah blow some bubbles and hand out some balloons  and put on high tops and dance around the room Ahhhhhh yeah Hey yeah Ahhhhhh yeah Hey yeah  Play some guitar or maybe violin And we might make it to being best of friends Ahhhhhh yeah Hey yeah Ahhhhhh yeah Hey yeah  (Needs Chorus/Hook)

Macaroni peanut better ketchup mustard orange soda hot dogs snow cones chocolate will all into my stomach fit pizza corn dogs chicken nuggets corn nuts crackers I just love it milk and juice box cherry grape and apple slices don't be late with ravioli fruit snacks biscuits add another pancake fit it waffles cocoa banana splits get all this in my stomach quick Now on the play ground off we go the swing is first then run some more to slide down slides and swing on ropes the merry go round is not a joke but wait something is happening my tummy's making sounds and pings must sit down on ground quickly oh no! oh no! my snacks want free

 Zippers are nifty. They go up and down. So does the Yo-Yo, but it can go round and round. X-Rays see through you to see what's inside. Winds are much fun when kites in them glide. Volcanoes erupt and lava ooze to the ground. Umbrellas go up when the rain falls down. Turkeys run fast to avoid those big nets. Strawberries and whip cream is always the best. Rabbits sniff carrots from far far away. Quails scatter quickly when dogs are astray. Picnics can happen both day and night. Octopus swim swiftly when avoiding a fight. Needles do mend and needles can burst. Milk can be good to satisfy thirst. Ladders are used to climb very high. Kittens purr softly when they are near by. Jungle gyms full of children at play. Iguanas stay warm in the green leaves all day. Hound dog opens one eye to see who is there. Gophers dart under ground where they have not a care. Flutes ring out in song as dancers go round. Eagles perch high above without nary a sound. Dandelions in hand get blown in the air...

 Ten little toes     Ten little toes          Ten little toes and one little nose one little nose and two little knees two little eyes staring right at me Two little feet and one little chin two little cheeks and one little grin One little tummy and two little hands With ten little fingers just perfectly grand one little tongue and two little lips one little drool from one little sip two little ears and one little head looks like it's time to head off to bed close your little eye lids one at a time good night little babe  sweet baby of mine

Venus was the youngest child of the Chapa family. They lived two blocks up. You had to get to Reynolds then to 15th Street from where I lived in the middle of the block of 14th Street to get to her house. It was a wood framed craftsman 2 story home. It all looked very wood-y to me. Tall ceilings and a wooden staircase met you at the door. This day I knocked. Venus' sister let me in. I remember blue walls in the living room or maybe it was the bedroom upstairs that Venus' brother's had. Her brother's bedroom looked out onto the street. Venus' name was Alvina. We called her Venus. I met her in the first grade. We were 6 years old. Her parents would let me in to their home when I ran away from the people in my house. It was easy to runaway at 6. At Venus' house I remember her papa sitting on the floor in the living room with me and Venus. We were playing pick up sticks. This game with these sticks in a tube that were all different colors was aimed at the players us...

Candle one, Candle two, Candle three, Candle four It took more candles, more candles all on the floor Round Candles, Skinny Candles, Short Candles, Stout And every spot one was lit, the boy blew it out Could hardly imagine the time that it took to place all in the candles in crannies and nook No matter all the effort; imagine all the same How one boy found the stamina to douse every flame

Huck the Duck wanted his dinner But, Huck the Duke could have been thinner He ate like a hungry furious baboon Never stopping to chew all the food he'd consume One day Huck went swimming as was his ambition When into the water he went on his mission And all of a sudden he started to sink He looked all around and started to think How in the world do I get out alive when suddenly he gave his wings a try But flap as he could he could not take flight Huck found he was too fat and he made worse his plight Out of the blue came a goose and a guinea They managed to grab poor Huck out in a jiffy When gotten to shore Huck was oh so delighted He pledged then and there to alter his diet The next time Huck went out for a swim He was lean and mean like he'd come from the gym He confessed that he ate far too much for his size and agreed to eat less and get more exercise

Tatum sees the brush before her it greets She winces and blinks and taps her feet But the brush does not rush to her hand for the task When suddenly a band appears in a flash And they all say, “Do not fear!” We come to aid in all our sections, dear Let’s see what we can do to help out A tap gives the conductor; "ah-hum" he does spout The violins begin to play Take your brush and move this way They motion her to start at her temples She smiles a bit and shows her dimples The clarinets then play a tune And the brush begins to move straight through The flutes and piccolos do join in And suddenly hair is all but flying The sides are a bit more trouble, so the saxophones, Trombones, French horns and Oboes Take their cue and usher deep strokes To keep the brush paced with a good tempo Now we near the back or kitchen Tatum begins to start some twitching “hold fast!” says Timpani, Cello and Bassoon And Baritone, Tuba, and Bass ent...

Lucy Goosey At The Park (Children’s Story to be illustrated) 1.4.2018 Lucy Goosey wobbled a lot Lucy Goosey flipped and she flopped Whenever Lucy went to the park She’d find herself caught all in the tree bark Or inside a tubed slide stuck on both sides Or under a bar too low to abide Or merry go rounding and tumbling downing On one see-saw high up where hers is agrounding Or monkeying bars where her arms went but so far And the hobby horse tossed her in ways so bizarre Lucy seemed determined to swing on the swings To glide on the glider and handle the rings She did her best “best” and all things she did test Until night fell and she finally needed to rest With a day full of play that went all the day long Lucy Wobbled back home with a smile and a song