Holland & Harlan Tate, sole sisters...jacks JANES of all trades, but masters MISTRESSES of none! And we chose this blog as our special place to inspire the world through the embellished, if not altogether fictionalized tales of our quirky experiences & misfortunes....take them for what they are & enjoy!

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Lovely Lies





Mundane exchanged for a rosy view

Seems that’s all I was to you

An actor lost in your charade

Love for lust, a resented trade

Script rehearsed, the curtains part

Each line a flawless work of art

The opening scene, the hardest blow

Reverie cloaked in regret and sorrow

Lost letters and a missing line

Turning back the hands of time

Speculation turned to fantasy

Forbidden fruit and ecstasy

Time for the second part to unfold,

I listen intently to all I am told

Emotions freed and wishes shared

Sacred thoughts, vulnerabilities bared

All these years, it’s left you haunted,

My heart’s the only one you wanted

Your sole love and soul mate

Inevitable trials, but worth the wait

My voice returned and calmed your fears

“You’ve held my heart with you for years”

Uninhibited, you pour out a verse

Each word retelling the tale of our curse

“Old love and long distance

Down the path of least resistance

Leaving all to begin again”

You’d already begun to write our end

Lies in lyrics, now we know

That “little girl”, she’ll never grow

Your perfect nose and my complexion so fair

Mommy’s green eyes and your black hair

Her daddy found her in his dreams

Lovely lies, now it seems

The final scene, always the best

Putting true love to the test

Reality returns, we realize

We imagined it all through blinded eyes

Our story was perfect, our love surreal

But stories are just stories, none are real

Faced with a choice, the risk was too great

The pain in your voice decided our fate

Knowing your heart, I fed you a line

Told you to go, that I would be fine

Returning the favor, you said “this isn’t goodbye”

That was the moment I first heard you lie

I offered a promise before we let go

“I love you more than you’ll ever know…

Always have, always will.”

I pray you trust and cling to it still

Curtains close, you take your mark

No applause to greet, only the dark

No more lines to recite, you take your bow

All reason gone, along with your vow

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

My biggest pet peeve

Maybe Holland was onto something after all. I now have the liberty to express what I previously could not due to a lack of suitable platform. This'll do.

There is something that has been bothering me a lot lately, both in my personal life and world wide....PREJUDICE - an unfavorable opinion or feeling formed beforehand or without knowledge, thought, or reason.

I'm not just talking racism, although sadly that is just as rampant in 2012 as it has ever been. I mean the judgement of others based on religion, sexual preference, hair, clothing, tattoos, and other such pointless things. To see anyone and think a certain way about them because of what you experienced with someone else who had similar characteristics, or to assume that a person is a what you think they are based on untruths you've been told in the past is simply irresponsible. And quite juvenile. I am so much more than meets the eye. If you can get past the physical, my dark skin and kinky hair, big lips and wide hips, the bible in my purse and my tattoo covered body, perhaps you could find out that I am a sister, a friend, a daughter, an aunt, a girlfriend, a teacher, a humanitarian...but most importantly, I am a human. Just like you. With feelings and opinions. With highs and lows. Strengths and imperfections. With enough love in my heart to spare to even a stranger who may have prejudged me.


I would like to encourage you to get out of your own way. Your new best friend could be that person behind you who looks nothing like you. And that's okay. We're all perfect...just the way we are.