Okay, this topic might seem a little strange, possible weird, boarding on too much information, but it’s something that I’ve puzzled over for sometime. Why guys won’t use a washcloth when they take a shower. Now I know there are those that do, or maybe the use one of those loofah thingies, but what I’ve notice in various conversations is that the majority don’t. Now here is what puzzles me. How do you wash those hard to reach places? The middle of the back. Between the shoulder blades. Here’s another. How are you sure the dirt is washed off? Soap or body wash have nothing abrasive. They are smooth. So if you’ve been playing in the mud, working in the yard or on the car, painting, how do you scrub the dirt, oil, paint off? How are you truly clean?

See, told you it was a bit strange!

There is a Friends episode that has always stuck with me and is so true. Chandler and Joey are roommates and Chandler is trying to make Joey understand why he doesn’t want Joey to use his soap. He tries having him visualize where he starts washing with just the soap, then the steps that follow, finally the last place he washes. I still remember the smile on Joey’s face on that visual. He he he. Then Chandler takes him back to the first place he washes. His face. Suddenly that smile turns into revulsion. He gets it. What was last washed is now all over his face. Ewwww! Again, if a washcloth or loofah is used then the problem would not exist. There would be no cross contamination.

So I guess my question is, if you only use the bar of soap to wash the grit and grime off your body, are you truly clean?

On that note, have a wonderful week.


What Do You Want From Me?

Desktop Nexus: Love and Doves

What do you want from me!?
Why are you there!?
Where did you come from!?
Why do you care!?
Drums to the wind
only noise in the air.
Leave me be!
My conscious is bare!
What do you
Why do you
Why am I drawn to you,
my soul remembering a life we shared?
A life shrouded in shadows,
a life seen through eyes, kaleidoscope pair.
Music to the wind,
angels singing softly through the air.
Take what you want
my heart is lost to a love beyond compare.

Copyright 2017 Heidi Barnes

One of those poems that popped in my head and I have no idea where it came from. Maybe from one of the stories I’ve got stewing in the back of my head trying to get my attention.

A Poem Riddle

This came to me a couple of nights ago. A lot of times I don’t know where my poems come from, but I usually have an idea what they might mean. This one I am at a loss. What I do know is this poem appeared in my head with a force that said it needed to be written. I have tried to see if there is maybe more, but nothing comes to mind. Maybe it will make sense somewhere later in my life, or maybe it will resonate with you. If it does I would like to hear why. 🙂

I walk under the ocean
where the green grass grows.
Thunder wakes me
and I wonder where I come from
is where I need to go.

© 2015 Heidi Barnes

Let me know, because I would really like an answer to this riddle. 🙂


Drums Beating in the Night

Drums beating in the night
Thrumming through the walls
Beating in time with my heart
Strengthening duty’s call.
Drums beating in the night
Heralding enemy untold
Striking dread into the soldiers
Telling of death that waits to unfold.
Drums beating in the night
Pounding in time with steel and might.
Drums beating in the night
When sudden silence speaks
In the dawn we will fight.
To go into history
Brave and valiant soldiers be
To save loved ones
To assure they are free
From those who’s beliefs and might
Give them convictions blight
That only their ways are virtuous and precise.
That those who stray
From path straight and true
Need to be punished
For thoughts deemed impure.
Drums beating in the dawn
Earth shattering, strong.
The battle begins
In a war no one will win.
Drums beating in the dawn
When will the madness end?
When will we put down our swords
And put peace into living words?

~ © 2015 Heidi Barnes


Why, When, Who, What….

I ask you why
You say goodbye
I ask you when
You say it’s a sin
I ask you who
You say it’s all hullabaloo
I ask you what
You say tut tut
I ask you where
You say love is in the air
When I only stare
You whisper if there was only time to spare

~ Heidi Barnes


How do you know what is spam and what is not?

Normally I use this site for flash fiction and poetry. Blogging I leave to my other web site, but there was a question asked here on WP that I thought I should address.

I was asked by someone who said they had a similar site how I keep the spam down on this site. If there was some sort of plug-in or something. I’m not real savvy with some of the finer points of using a website, I manage through it like some of us by trial and error and asking for help. And spam is a problem. I have two websites. The other one is older and I have found that those who wish to spam like to find the oldest post and put their innocent comment on it. They are very nice. “I like this poem. It speaks to me.” Or some such phrase. But behind it, on the name of the poster, if you click on that name it will take you to some site that is either selling something or porn.

I like to give people the benefit of the doubt. Maybe they do like my poetry or my flash fiction, but when you have the option NOT to attach your website link to your name I tend to question the reason for the post. Do you like my writing or are you just trying to advertise your site? With the porn sites I assume the later so I delete them and mark them as spam and/or block them.

So with this in mind I clicked on the name of the commenter (I think that is right) and yes they were selling something in a different country. After using google translate I figured out what it was and it seems harmless. No porn anyways. lol WP has the ability to set the comments up where I have to approve the comments or not. Once approved they can post comments to their hearts content. So do I take the chance that the question is a legitimate one, that this person really does like my writing, or do I treat it as spam and report it?

I know people have a right to sell things on the internet. I do. My books. And there are others who comment on my posts that do the same thing and their names link back to their sites as does mine when I comment on their sites. But where do you draw the line? When do you take the chance, approve the comment and pray that that person doesn’t spam the crap out of your site?

Everyone has different ideas on this subject so any insight would be welcomed. 🙂