Saturday, January 19, 2013

I Love Rock N' Roll

Hey Everyone!

I was trying to get ahead of the game by posting on time, but with my chaotic life, you just never know when I'll post or when I'll stop by to read your posts....I do apologize for that but I do come around to your posts...I swear I do. ^_^

When I was a kid, we used to sing and dance just for fun.  One of the songs we used to sing was the Joan Jett song:  I Love Rock N' Roll.  Yeah we were crazy...By the time I was a teen, I was all about Pearl Jam though.  Hey, I didn't stumble upon Soundgarden until I was 16 now....


We used to sing Jeremy as we crossed the railroad tracks (or as I call them, train tracks), to cut through the cemetery and hang out at the bowling alley.  Those sure were some good times I recall.  You can never go back....You can reminisce but I try not to.

(Railroad in Hewlett NY, where I grew up! Source:

Life is a lot like dressing up for winter.  You bundle yourself up to make sure you don't get cold.  But no matter how many times you make sure you're nice and warm, either  you can't move because you look like Stay Puft (that's the spelling I got from online...Not sure how to spell that one.) Marshmallow Man, or the wind is whipping through you, causing you to turn into a human icicle.

Eventually as the weather grows warmer, you find yourself peeling back more layers of clothing.  It's a whole new world out there.  That's how every day should be....Treated like a new day.

Sorry this wasn't a very long blog but...You like the pics, right???

Until next time...


Blog, Random, Picture, Memoir,

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Finding Me

Finding Me
Written by ©Diana Jillian
Tuesday, January 15, 2013

The urge for me to cry is close and near
Only to be covered by a blanket of dead
And silent laughter is your only friend
Or fiend as voices ring inside my head

Do you ever get to see the real me?
All the masks in place for you to see

Can you find it?

Find the light
In darkest night
Hide dispersion
Create diversion

The urge for me to cry is dead and gone
Numbness arrived and sent it searing
Silence and laughter fail to disentangle
Do you believe in the words you’re hearing?

And I’ll crawl down to my world
Protection from the outer pain
And I’ll hide until light ascends
Until I no longer feel the shame

Can you find it?

Can you find the real me?


Poem, No Rhyme, Prose