Gold mine

I was a gold mine for Stevensville, Texas, with my manuscripts, my old letters, my diaries, my old sweaters and shoes; my cooking recipes, and my little trinkets. I was a treasure. I showed up unarmed and single. Copyright(c) Marie Neumann 8/25/08 Pottsville

The laundry

Don't put Texas to the laundry with the whites. It will shrink. Wash it with the colors. It shrunk. It's one third of the size now. From Dallas to El Paso is only 200 miles. What about ego of Texans? It shrunk also. Copyright (c)Marie Neumann Pottsville, 8/25/09

Last summer

Everybody is wearing flip-flops. Summer of free meals and popcorn. Meetings of angry Americans debating health care. Nobody will go hungry. The gangs of mentals learned how to use cell-phones and pick the locks. We didn't raise them this way. We raised them to be gentle. What will it take to put everything right? Flocks of volunteers cook meals and wash the dishes. The churches give away free food. Last summer, summer of plenty. Copyright (c) 8/2009 Marie Neumann Pottsville, PA

Banned books

Banned books are sitting behind the bars, and many times, their authors, too. Banned books are banned from the libraries, taken to the warehouses, deleted from the catalogs. The most prohibited books go for liquidation. They are turned into the pulp; thrown into the bonfire. Modern Koniases stomp in their high boots. The most modern walk softly and the books are eliminated from human memory. Copyright(c)3/2008 Marie Neumann Stephenville

Loves

Why do they hate us? We shattered the dreams about their happiness. Why are they so angry? They will be not able to manipulate us so easily anymore. Why are they so bitter? Because we run free. Why do they cling to us so much? They can not stand by themselves. Why they don't leave? They want our money, our happiness, our playfulness, they want our dreams. Copyright(c)8/2009 Marie Neumann, Pottsville

Hijacking the meeting

First time I came she hijacked the meeting. It has no sense to ask why. She took it to Tibet, full of herself, the biggest monk of all. Second time I came she hijacked it again. She was a witch this time communicating with dead. I came the third time. There she is taking the meeting as far as to Moon. Our six grade teacher knows it all. I thought the meetings supposed to be about writing. They are not. They are about six grade teacher conducting her class. Ring the bell, the class is dismissed. I don't want to come to the class about six grade teacher, so important, so full of herself, so full of bullshit. Copyright 8/2009 Marie Neumann, Pottsville

The library

Friendly place of free entertainment. Access to the Internet and the World beyond. Available education without paying for each credit. Access to the news. The World of children books and fiction. Source of the fantasy. Libraries are romantic, idealistic, and they believe in future. Thank you, Library! Copyright 8/3/09 Marie Neumann Pottsville

Paranoia

"They are sniffing." "What are they sniffing?" "I don't know." "What do you know?" "They are sniffing." Go away Salieri. You didn't change your socks You stink! Spring 2008 Marie Neumann Stephenville, Texas

Aged

Trying to understand before Alzheimer will take over. Rainbow doesn't come in black and white color. People who live in desert have no hearts. Copyright 2007 Marie Neumann Stephenville, Texas