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Introduction:
FEEL THE MAJIK - WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
Hi there,
God Bless America, Country Honor and Respect,
I am Irish and a wee bit Cherokee by heritage, American by birth, born in the bluegrass country of Kentucky close to the boarder of Tennessee and one very proud American.
I started riding the back seat of a Harley when I was sixteen, married him at 18 and stayed 30 years. We are divorced many years, but we remain civil to one another because we are still parents, this responsibility is forever. We have two beautiful grown married daughters and the cutest grandaughter you ever saw.
I have no regrets and no looking back, life goes on. Sometimes two people grow apart and there is no fixing what you grow up to be. I keep on walking my pathway tell the Creator wants me causing mischief somewhere else.
I am a little bit old school, have old school values and that is not going to change. I learned at an early age the importance of respect and honesty...and that real men always have there ladies back, a good feeling!
I work in the new housing construction industry and have for 38 years in some capacity. I love my job and in the course of this career I have rarely met anyone I did not like.
A sports minded lady, Cubs, Bears, Black Hawks and Chicago Wolves, but most of all I love riding the back seat of a Harley.
I have the best friends a woman could want and a very loving family to fill my life. Only thing missing is more time in a day to appreciate what the Creator has given to me.
WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
If you take but a blade of grass, you owe Mother Earth!
WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
FEEL THE MAJIK - WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
FEEL THE MAJIK - WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
FEEL THE MAJIK - WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
FEEL THE MAJIK - WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
WITCHY'S WIKKED GRAPHIX
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Turn ons:
Laughter, great conversation, fun times, great rides with friends, a passionate man and the reality of passion, |
Turn offs:
Not much bothers me, |
Ideal:
A Big Bald Biker with tatt's who is fun to be with, fun to ride with, not too serious and luv's to laugh alot and cares enough to have my back! | |
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Activities:
Charity Events, riding the road for those that can't!
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For my Mother who has terminal overian cancer...
In loving memory of all those women and men who gave it the good fight. Hand on my heart may you all rest in peace,
I will always ride for you!
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Interests:
Writing novels and poetry, riding the open road, Nascar, sailing, friends and family living life to the fullest.
If These Walls Could Talk
Lay your head my big old brass bed
On my silk sheets lay your handsome bald head
What would these walls speak if the could talk,
He lit her fire behind a door was locked
Perhaps `tis time the biker took stock
Lay your head my big old sweet brass bed
An’ sing my song baby all nite long
He is smiling, her hand in my back jeans pocket
Around her neck, she wears my gold locket
When she rides two up it ain’t no crotch rocket
It’s my Harley and I’m not about to stop it
Lay your head my big old brass bed
An’ sing baby sing my song all night long
Baby all nite long you were signing my walls
Building this insatiable bond, yes, signing my halls
Ah, the sweet secret that grows, I will never disclose,
With in me it hides to soothe the angry warrior’s pride
He watches me quietly, I will not cower I will not hide
Lay your head my big old sweet brass bed
An’ sing my song baby all night long
Her hallways whisper, she wants me deeper and deeper
Higher and lower, smoldering ashes left for the sweeper
Her fire that traveled through me higher and higher
Sweet jealously that grows, I know she’s a keeper,
Left in me the knowledge I will keep her
Ah yes, his flute I do play, to me the melody belongs
Keep on signing my halls biker tell early dawn
Sing to me chapter and song
Barbara Guthrie©
copy right to author
May 20, 2008
Peace Like A River Flows
When sorrow like thunder rolls
We find ourselves once again having to let go
An’ we search the shadows back in time
I am looking for you, remembering the times
An’ all the while the memories I `canna let go,
Memories captured in a friend, I refuse to let go
Can I cry, do I cry real tears, what do I do?
No, instead, I pick up a pen and I write you
My solace, my friend whom I did depend
I know not what to say, know not what to do
So I talk to you, pour out my soul into you
In some small way, you right the way
Then peace like a river through me flows,
Memories remain and a time past I urn to go
Beside the river where you once fed me
This, I realize, is part you and part me
It is about solace of the soul, yet it is rage
It is about a friend, how he fades, whom I write
Though I searched, I did not find the song to sing you
No sweet lyrics could I bring to sooth the wounded you
A soul angry, hurting, perhaps not yours, it is mine!
For the man was loosing interest an I was unaware
I did not see, did not heed, his unwillingness no longer to share
The blindness, absolute blindness of the one who cared
I `canna hold on the sweet spirit he once was to me
Near the beautiful sunset just over the sand dune yonder
With a sky a blaze in color, I shall leave you to ponder,
This place, this sacred place beneath a sky a blaze
I let you fly free and remember the day
By the sea in an over cast haze
Barbara Guthrie©
copy right to author
Orhia Mountain Dreamer, My Poetic Mentor
You are wearing yourself out with all this searching.
Come home and rest.
How much longer can you live like this?
Your hungry spirit is gaunt, your heart stumbles. All this trying.
Give it up!
Let yourself be one of the God-mad,
faithful only to the beauty you are.
Let the Lover pull you to your feet and hold you close,
dancing even when fear urges you to sit this one out.
Remember- there is one word you are here to say with your whole being.
When it finds you, give your life to it. Don't be tight-lipped and stingy.
Spend yourself completely on the saying.
Be one word you choose in this poem we write together.
Oriah
Once Upon a Summer Storm
The wind was warm
Cantankerous comes, the storm
The wind is a frenzy of biting lightning
I stand naked against the heat
Upon the mountain over looking the creek
Arms I raise to the heavens, respectfully
To the storm Gods I speak
The creator is the power, the storm, the anger
Speaking to me with lightning tongue
So cleverly
The crescendo resounds
Black sky bright sky running lightning bolts
I hear the Wolf, he howls
Thunder crashes all about serving me a mighty jolt
With magnificent voice I silently spoke
Words spoken, profanity my token, the storm comes hither
He is a Player, a Knight, a Dragon Slayer,
He leaves me unable to speak, no more hunger to wonder
As I rise up off my knees
Within me he’s the furry, the storm to discover
The storm rescinds a mighty end
Unlike any quaking shaking superlative
Leaving me weak, vapor less
With nothing to,
Speak
Barbara Guthrie©
Copy Right to Author
August 24, 2008
Love Is a Myth
Is there perfect, is there only one,
Do you see the defects, the neglect?
I hide it so well, so no one can inspect
Inside my soul the walls lined with regret
I saved a space for you to hang a few
Come to my lair if you dare
You run and hide, where the wolf stalks
He howls a growl yet takes the chosen one
Did you know the wolf is you?
You waist you, squander the man in you
The myth is not true yet we tremble in fear
Wanting more, afraid we die the destiny
Wasting who we are for moralities sake
Leaves me to tremble to shake
Wasting, wasting
Come to me, lay my side and dream me
Ease into me stranger that you be
Cover me hover over me
Who knows what lives in love?
Does love live in us, does it even exist
Will it stay always and persist?
Or is love just a myth?
Barbara Guthrie©
Copy Right To Author
August 19, 2008
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Favorite Music:
If you want to know the mix of music I like your welcome to listen to mine here, still adding music as I find it,
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Favorite TV Shows:
NO TIME...tell winter
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Favorite Movies:
comedies, passion, fast moving who done it thrillers
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Favorite Books:
I would have to say, Earnest Himmingway, Old Man and The Sea, a classic, and Fairwell To Arms. William Faulkner, Cat On A Hot Tin Roof! So many great writers but I have to be able to get into the story fast, fisrt few pages or I loose interest.
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Favorite Quotes:
Don't be tryin to cork my bottle, (:
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About Me:
Every event in our life, every deed we do, every thought we have weaves a thread into a tapestry we are fated to follow!
If you dont find cute here darlin, try cleaning your glasses and read this again, (:
I love to ride, hate being left behind, only ride with one man known only to me!
I love NASCAR and fast cars, old cars and show cars, football, Chicao Bears, baseball, Chicago Cubs, Hockey, Blackhawks and Chicago Wolves A team...A is for awesome
Just a sweet affectionate woman, loyal, considerate and respecful and always up for a challenge!
Riding the road is about the brotherhood, my open hand down, pointing to the road, is respect for all. Nothing finer than a biker on the open road!
Ya'll ride safe, be proud!
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