Operation Diva (OD)

I am a Diva, well as least I was in a former lifetime and I intend on getting back to the state of DIVAness (I expect
to see this word in the Macquarie Dictionary in the near future).

I am late 30’s, newly single, fat, frumpy, fitness challenged, brain dead, hilarious compared to a Kathy Reichs
best seller with the personality of a beige wall and yet, I know I am more.

I am in a state of emptiness, and I have decided it is time for me to change. I have to get off my arse, get fit, get rid of the extra person not paying rent living in my body, meet people, get interesting, find the IQ points I have lost, and get back to living.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Inspiration - Original post August 19 2008

I have written a creative piece Inspired by Kate Miller-Heidke's song 'Ducks don't need satellites'. I had planned to consume a large amount of Alcohol and had the phenergon and oxycodon on hand, to assist in my creative pursuits should the alcohol not be enough. However, sadly, I didn't need anythig to assist me. This could be a sad indication of my state of mind. Either the weekend has turned my brain into mush or I need to be committed

I have decided to name this piece 'Plovers don't duck, they beep'. (this title came to me this morning walking up the path to work. We have a resident Plover couple who have just had 4 more chicks and we also have 2 ducks that have just arrived. Rather dumb ducks as we don't have water anywhere around and I thought they liked to swim. I could be wrong)

Ok here goes - The intention is to have a guitar and cello doing rather random 'noises' through out to accompany the narrative and interpretive dance piece.

Plovers Don't Duck, They Beep - A Soliloquy by The Diva

I sit and wonder why the sky is green and the grass is blue
My covering sticks down as I put my feet up on the ground
A clown walks by with a frown and I see a merry-go-square
Plovers don't duck they beep

I discover inventions not yet invented
Waiting for importance to be bestowed upon a beige collage
Full of interest and wonder, boredom reigns
Plovers don't duck, they beep

May the force be in you my friend
May you always question the phone
The stranger is familiar in the world of random order
Beep Beep Plovers don't duck

The tool you need is never around
The tool you never want you can't get rid of
You can't live without Allan if you are 6 degrees from Scandinavia
Plovers Beep don't duck

At what point does slow become fast
Relative nature is specifically approximate
Flowers grow to be admired in death
Ducks don't, but beeps plover

Spinning around is fun until its not
Love is disappointing when it is lovely
Bad is good, good is tedious
Ducks plover, they don't beep

The ones that don't, take the credit for the ones that do
Nurture them until they are replaced
Little is cute until it attacks
Plovers don't beep they duck

In this universal existence of fantastical reality
It is easy to hang from your feet
Get turned inside out and realise
Plovers don't duck, they beep

Thank you to Kate Miller-Heidke and a huge thank you to all my fans.

All that creating has me exhausted and in need of quiet.

Peace and chilled baboons bottoms

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