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A World O Funk…. Damn-it! where is my band?


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To the quick..

@State of Sunday

I’m …older

I’m tired

Not ready to give in.
The Clan where I’m from..
Mom insisted on intelligent, strong men.
I don’t know
Whether or not she succeed
But I tuck my chin
When I  bob
And bob weaves..
When I am down
From a verbal mental low….
Throw
MY clan
One hand, then two. Get the fuck up! 
Leggo!
Gritty,Steady, improving
Is my current above ground state.
I guess it could be worst
for six feet underground would mean escape
But hold the f*ck on!!!
I will not to go out like that.
I will meet   the devil!
But he’ll find me
Packing a bat.
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“It a crazy world” dad!

Loving Saturday live
With Myles,named after Miles, the trumpeter but with a y. This is my last child and heading into young adulthood soon but not in a hurry..I’m good with that.
We’re having pizza in the garage just me and him chatting. I started this morning cleaning the garage and ended up pulling everyone to help…They did a wonderful job! I don’t have a before pic but I got an after.

Funkangele dungen

Clean working

So Myles and I are chomping pizza and talking, talking and Chomping pizza .. My guy is home schooled because of intestinal issues which are improving, Somehow the conversation got to sponges.. I was surprised when I informed him that sponges are a real lifeform and we (humans)harvest them from the ocean floor. ..Well that did it. My guy went bonkers…

Natural Sea sponge

Natural Sea Sponges @play

Left handed guitar play are squish

Un-Natural Sea Sponge @play

Alive?? WHADDA YA MEAN ALIVE? come on dad!!! “Yea” I said, Humans used to harvest sponges from the ocean and use to clean our bodies. “You mean like what’s in the kicthen right now?” “No no”, They make synthetic and so  not much are needed from the ocean any longer.. (lyingshameshame..mygemini)

Sixteen years old, seventeen on Halloween,  five foot seven,  look’s me right in the eyes ..Dad your telling me that  PEOPLE  use spongebob sponges to clean themselves  in the shower and everything???  He didn’t say it,  but here it is,  It’s a crazy worlds dad. He said that but his view he’s imagining aliens coming to earth and decided, humans are better and softer that double or triple ply Scott toilet tissue. “Hey these humans are great! yea They’re squishy and the one with black topping are great for scrubbing”

Yea We both went there…..

I’m having the time of my life internally and not laughing too much in front of him… bwhaaaaaa But!!! I’m dying & my little solder is angry at the world for wiping Cleaning their asses bodies with Spongebob!   OBSCENE DAD!  I’m leaving thanks for lunch…..(me)hahahahahaha

Sponge Lover

Myles

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Friday’s Poonam Pandey Passion Poem

(woke up with poonam on the brain)

I’m in love with Poonam Pandey
The name
This Sound Poonam Pandey
Auto-hamornizes in my brain

It’s love for Poonam Pandey
And I’m such a fool! Poonam’s is so Dandy!
what can i do
Saw a picture, Poonam Pandey.
And Hooked I was
Hey baby, me big Randy
No kid gloves

From where did she appear?
Finding,buying,steal tickets, i’m going there

But first apologies , I must
Poonam Pandey i’m not seeking
to satisfy lust.

It’s that name!
That make’s one smile..
I’m kinda dizzy and happy..I’m beguiled

And If I offend
Poonam Pandey
An Exquisite bouquet
Lovely woman, I’ll apologize
All night and all day.

Funkangeles
It’s a Poonam thing..
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Exciting


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I Scary (close to my Home…Earth) Visual Stimulation

Exciting

It’s Unique to me.


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Something strange

I drive by..
My imagination,
runs back down the street.

In my head
I question myself.. do I stop!
givin it prop’s
that strange house sure do rock

So, foot on the brake
Check,check,
checking
navigate.
U turn back.
Get damn imagination
On track!

Slowed down.
To me it looks out of space brown.(to myself i clown)
Twisting wrenching
to break free,
windows off kilter, can it see?

damn,damn, damn…
imagination is naked
And running wild!!!
i member him..
silly, goofy 9-year-old child..

Snap! back to this Hunny hut, that’s caught our eye.
Sitting tall, proud, scary
like it materialized…

The Dispersal of time conundrum
affects, what is here!
Space has distorted
deposit, embedded.
Our town,Lord.. have fear.

And well, here comes imagination
back to the car
He’s so scary, he wouldn’t go far.
Shaking, Quaking,Excited with fear..
I Pulled him in closely
we got out of there….
I was sure out the crooked window
A glowing red eye appeared

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Cool odd house in my neighborhood,I past it almost daily…
Visual Stimulation


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When it rain’s it pours. Clique you know chapter and verse so don’t get your panties in a bunch

My big sister nay
“Fuck em if they can’t take a joke..”

Look I’m not trying to shoot myself in the foot and before I put my foot in my mouth I know what side my bread is buttered and loose lips sinks ships. But chickens are coming home to Roost. You can have your cake and eat it but come hell or high water a can of whoop ass is gonna be opened up round here!

Some days in life you’ve gotta say Fuck em just to see the look on their face, because you know you can’t count your chickens before they hatch when you take one step forward and two steps back, trying to get the horse  back in front of the carriage
Some think their shit don’t stink cause it’s a dog eat dog world and they don’t know their shit from shinola!
Well!… I’ll Be a Monkey’s’ uncle if you keep peeing on me and telling me it’s raining. So don’t shoot me i’m just the messenger & dumber than a box of rocks. When the dust settles and you find your nuts in a vise and you’ve worked your finger to the  bone if you scratch my back  I’ll scratch yours. because life is a bitch’
Later

She was built like a brick shit house with two newborn puppies playing in her shirt.The hatchet was not what needed burying. Harder than chinese and like a virgin on prom night I told her, you can’t put the toothpaste back in the tube when you’re up the creek without a paddle. Next time don’t bring a knife to a gunfight because you know pig pussy’s is pork and I hate it until I ate it. Later, like a kid in a candy store, it was so good I slapped my momma. She alway told me if you can dodge a wrench you can dodge a ball…
Funkangeles
Line from soap- the chief of police…Hey I’m  the piece of chleaf

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Thank you, What am I doing up here?… no really..

First words out of the mouth of the first speaker at the Annual Meeting of the Attention Deficit Scientist of America, Suffers…

Jokes, everyone’s got joke. Attention deficit is a problem that

funk

 

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