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Posted:Oct 10, 2015 4:05 pm
Last Updated:Feb 20, 2018 2:00 pm
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"It's Personal."

If you have something you would like to tell or ask me, why not post a comment here? This thread is set for me to review comments before they appear. They're just between you and me. Well I might read them out loud and they could be overheard by my pets.

I would love if you would comment on my blog posts of course. But if you just want to leave a quick message about any and everything, please feel free...

I recommend everyone have a blog so that others can contact them.

Have a great day!

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Length of pages of Blogs
Posted:Nov 30, 2017 6:56 pm
Last Updated:Feb 8, 2018 1:52 am
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I was wondering what folks think is a good number of pages for a blog. How many pages back do people read? At one time I had nearly 20 pages. I have started from scratch a few times. The last being the beginning of November. I guess. I recently read blogs that had about 10 to 15 pages. It is funny reading a blog the way we do. We basiciy read the ending first as we read recent happenings/posts to pasts. If a blog is currently boring or uninteresting we never delve past the first pages. It is what it is. I am debating leaving up some of my favorite poems as sticky posts again. We shall see.
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More A Poem
Posted:Feb 19, 2018 12:43 am
Last Updated:Feb 20, 2018 1:44 pm
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More in the moment
More in the present
Letting the experience
Be where I am at
Kisses being prevalent
Being bountiful
Can I memorize them
As I savor them?
I would like this
To be the case.

More emotions flooding
More endorphin production
More blood pumping
This is what could happen.

When more than kisses
When touches and caresses
Are the actions
Oh my I want to feel them
Ever so deeply
Deep down
And let them envelope
Even smother my senses!

I want to memorize
And savor this experience.
Will my body and mind
Act as one
In unison.
To give me something
To dwell upon
When I am once again
All alone?
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I Think I Need A Mulligan. A Poem
Posted:Feb 18, 2018 12:51 am
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2018 11:29 pm
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I wanted to be able
To do it over
To have a Mulligan
So to speak
With him.

My heart was moved once
Where he is concerned
It has muscle memory.

I know most folks
Would say adios
Would not give him
The time of day.

But I know that
One reason
We are not together
Is because of my shortcomings.

So can I change
It is what
My mind thinks.
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How Sweet Is He? A Poem
Posted:Feb 17, 2018 9:17 pm
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2018 11:10 am
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I wrote this poem two years ago.

How Sweet Is He?

How sweet is he
That compliments me?
He gives me praise
He eases my mind,
Of the doubts
That have waylaid.
Making them go
Yes, go away.
Like a magician
Using a wand.
His words,'
His actions
Act similarly.

How sweet is he?
Like the most delicious drink.
A splendid confection
That quenches the thirst
And is lip smacking
Like my absolute favorite
Raspberry flavored Iced tea!

A woman may be known
For her sweetness
It is rare for a man
To be so described
And compared.

But him?
He is ever so rare!
He humbles me.
I am in awe!
For he has a way
Such a flair!

How sweet he is!
And he would not care
That others may think
Him not macho
May think him less of a man
For his compassion
For his ability
To understand.
And offer his kindness.

For is that not being
The strongest of men?
Breaking the mold
Of what others
Have been sold
What they have been told
Doing things on one's own?
Not beholden to norms
But doing what
Makes him and others
Feel ever so good?
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The Best Is Yet To Come A Poem
Posted:Feb 17, 2018 9:14 pm
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2018 11:24 am
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I wrote this poem two years ago.

The Best Is Yet To Come

We have been told,
By many a person
We have been sold
On the notion
That the best is yet to come.
But I have begun
To fret and wonder
If I am going to be
The exception.

Most say with derision
Been there
Done that
Thinking that experience
Old hat.
And I too chime in
With that phrase
On occasion.

But what if that was it?
What if that was the best?
When we were young
We had life by the horns.
We had less fears
We had less qualms.

What happened?
We hit some road blocks
We encountered obstacles.
We got pricked by thorns
When we took time
To smell the roses.

But there are other flowers!
There are wonderful views
We can see from our detours.
Someone tell me what is so bad
About wild flowers?
What is so bad about
A road with less traffic?
It may not be the fastest
But the ride might be
More pleasant.

The best may be yet to come
That may indeed be true for you.
But don't let today
Be a total bust
Your breath is your ticket
To a glorious ride.
You have a seat
On the ferris wheel of life
Would that it were named
In BOLD LETTERS
CARPE DIEM!
More would take notice
And the best may be yet to come.

But guess what?
They do say
What comes around
Goes around
Does it apply
In this circumstance?
Would that the best
Of the past
Meets it's it match
In a future with
Many a great experience.
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Further Along The Path A Poem
Posted:Feb 17, 2018 6:23 pm
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2018 10:01 pm
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I wanted to be further along
That path that self help gurus
Often speak of.
Instead I am going down
A path I would not have chosen
It is the path that I
Must have sleepwalked onto.

Motions and movement
One must just go.
And do something.
Alas, those who choose
To remain motionless
Are they winners
Or losers
If they do no harm
Except to themselves?

I ask of no one in particular
For I have lost those
Who meant the most to me.
I have to find others
Who are willing
And able to offer
What I have been missing.
Comforting
Encouragement
And a love that is
Unconditional
Or as near as that
As can be.

Then maybe the road
Would be the one I choose.
One that gets me
To the destination
I seek.
The one with
The pot holes fixed
The one that may
Not have a rainbow
Or pot of gold
Or city of Emerald
For all those things
Are a myth after all.
I just want a road
That gets me to
That point in life
That makes me feel
Less unfulfilled.
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Will You Want Me. A Poem
Posted:Feb 17, 2018 2:53 am
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2018 1:00 pm
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Will you want me
When I want you?
Most would
Reply affirmatively.
But I want more
Than one roll
In the hay.
I would want you
To want me
Again and again.

Its always in my mind
That I have little
To keep a man.
Some would say
It's not like
You can own him.
I would respond
Not in that sense.
It is all about
Keeping his interest.

Do I have enough?
Can I sell my points
My outstanding traits?
Is a great big heart
Worth anything?

Is my passionate nature
An asset I should claim?
Is it different than
Other women?
Perhaps on certain subjects
And to a degree?

Will you want me
For more than
Just sex?
That is the
What I am
Getting at.
I hope that
Your answer
Is in the affirmative.
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Our Words In Sync
Posted:Feb 16, 2018 6:51 pm
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2018 12:19 pm
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I wrote this poem ago. I posted it way back then.

When our words collide,
They might eventually sync.
They might feed off each other
Develop a rhythm
Like a song sung
In a Rodgers & Hammerstein
Musical.
Like the King and I
Or the Sound of Music.

My thoughts could flow
Right into yours
You might begin
To finish my sentences
Before I even utter them.
Would you call that
Being in sync?
Or would we just
Be mirroring
How the other thinks?

It would be heady
Like the sweetest fragrance,
The most delicious flavor
As our brains
Would be the producers
Of copious amounts
Of endorphins.

From such a high
We would subside
But the pleasantness
A memory nonetheless.
Something we would want
To never take back
Or forget.

To be in sync again
Would be our quest.
Getting there
A pleasure
Reaching it
Much more to measure.
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The Trap Of The Looking Glass
Posted:Feb 16, 2018 6:48 pm
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2018 12:18 pm
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I started writing this poem 2 ago and finally decided to just post it pretty much as is.

I walk by the looking glass,
I dare not peer in
For I fear a trap.
A trap of seeing
What is there
But what my mind
Wants to never appear.

No mirror, mirror
Chant for me.
I don't want to question
Or ask if I am pretty.

What would fairest mean?
Who would that please?
My vanity?
What price would need
To be paid
For such a decree?
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I Feel Hopeless. A Poem
Posted:Feb 15, 2018 7:39 pm
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2018 5:48 am
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I feel hopeless.
I had lost so much
Some would question
That description
When I had little
Or nothing
To begin with.

I lost time
I lost it in
The prime
Of my life.
It is like a blur
Perhaps that
Is for the best
For I am prone
To nostalgic sadness.

When others complain
About such and such
A facet of life
I nod my head.
In agreement.
I don't want to show
My ignorance.
I don't want to let on
How very little
I have lived
In comparison.
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Not Just My Looks A Poem
Posted:Feb 14, 2018 9:32 pm
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2018 5:49 am
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It is true I have luscious breasts.
I can agree to that compliment.
It is true my eyes are interesting
And some have even
Called them angelic.
I can agree that the color
Is on the rare side.
The angelic is up for debate.

But there is the end
Of my appeal
In regards to my appearance
As I can tell
Or as I see it.

I am sorry to need
More notes to be sung
Of what I have that
You find special.
Or even adequate
Or not unattractive.

It is a catch 22
That might always rule
My self esteem.
I might need
Those compliments
To get me motivated
To know that I can
Be accepted for myself
For my personality
And not just my looks.
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I Say, He Is I. A Poem
Posted:Feb 12, 2018 11:02 pm
Last Updated:Feb 14, 2018 10:33 pm
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I need to thank him.
He has warmed my heart
He has become
An extraordinary
Confidante.

His encouragement
Has meant so much
I am alone
In my endeavors
But with his feedback
It seems less so.
Its like he accompanies
Me in my efforts.

He is the only one
Who seems like a fan
Even my family
Cares less about
My writing.

I say
He is I
Together we carry on
In harmony
Of thought.
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