Put it away, Pick it up. ~~~ You have no place, You are a pretty face. A holder of spots, A keeper of quiet. Not to be heard. ~~~ Pick it up, Put it away.
Working the room, A Filial beloved Drowns in The must permeating. ~~~ Building, Layers on skin. Blinding eyes To truth. ~~~ Sitting, solitary. An empty room surrounds me. The chill of metal On my legs Pressing into my hide, As one, we sit in place. ~~~ White walls Evade emotion. Fluorescent bulbs, No windows Seal … Continue reading Obligatory Love – May 31, 2019
Mama, please don’t go, I’m not strong enough. The memory of you, Lost in the waves of time And too volatile to prod. ~~~ Life moves fast, I had no choice. Heart breaks a thousand times each day Bellowing for you. ~~~ Your lessons are a record, In my mind, But I’m still weak Not … Continue reading Motherless Daughter – May 24, 2019
As the tumbleweed preforms it’s tap I sit front row, center, Attentively awaiting it’s show. I watch it travel by, Over and over. The same dance, Over and over. Skt—Skt—ttt—ttt—Skt-Skt-Skt-Skt—-Skt. Over and over, The same song sings, the dance it brings. Somehow this recital never grows old, Keep on watching.
A friend, of a friend, wrote and sang this beautiful song about letting go and meeting again. If you have ever watched someone fight to stay alive, this song will definitely bring on the those funny little things that pop out your eyes when you're happy and sad. Full of hope and light. Always Keep … Continue reading Talking to you…a song 5/21/19
This family, Is not mine Un-included Far away Distant thought Touches down Separate the pain Packed into boxes The picture drawn Delicate Rage placed Just out of sight Between the lines Stippled over An artists piece Studied You’ll find me there Emotions checked Hiding inside The beauty drawn On the page In front of you.
Come, join me. Let’s drown in sadness. Sulk in the fluid river of tears. Swim in the lakes of our demise. Flirt with what’s coming. Take my hand, join me. In this beautiful dance, But before you do Grab ahold of something That will pull you up, Remind you, You are still alive.
By the time You decide It’s too late. Universe, Please, don’t let that be my fate.
As the child weeps, Sorrow seeps. The willow, its muse. Nothing ahead. Nothing behind. An empty abyss Swirling around. One heartbeat found Frozen. In sorrow, As the child weeps.
Tossing and turning, Waving and bent. The sensation is freeing. Stretching as far as your eye will take you. Flittering as the wind flops Front to back. Whooshing in synchrony, The tippy tops. I lose myself in blowing trees, Endlessly Whirling away. Where ever your subconscious takes you.
I didn't let myself, How dare I let myself, Why let myself. ~~~ I felt nothing but relief when it happened. The end felt freeing. I'm ok with that now, I can live with that. Little did I know, that moment also began my journey back to her.
[Your mother died], so what. Ignore the pain Push it down Out of sight Even for you, Especially you. Until. Freedom leaves your spirit. Left with nothing, You feel nothing. Decades keep churning Looking in from the out. Until. They show up, Spicy and hot with flare. Holding out your hands, Burning everything you touch. … Continue reading Until – April 12,2019
Normal sucked me in, then spit me out. It tempted me With all its glory, It’s fun, And careless temper. The way it looked at me, And let me fall asleep at night. It took away my dreams. And everything in between. Then normal hit me square in the face What had happened, What it … Continue reading Normal – April 9, 2019
The forgotten, then remembered Hits you hard the second time ‘round, Unprepared and snoring. The forgotten, then remembered Sends bubbles cutting through the surface, We've all been told a watched pot never boils. The forgotten, then remembered Scrapes their way into your existence, Then cuts you deep. The forgotten, then remembered Throws a surprise party … Continue reading The Forgotten, Then Remembered – April 9, 2019
The before, the after, the now I live in all three Woe is me.
You are made of sun, A light I cannot touch.
I had a weak moment, and this Poem, Pocket Change, came from it. I'm not proud. Judge away... POCKET CHANGE - March 25, 2019 You'll never buy your way into my heart. Or did you think you could? My tears aren’t worth your time? You think your pocket change should make everything shine? Keep jingling … Continue reading Talking to you…Pocket Change
This is death, followed by grief, And it’s ok. Buried, now awake, and strung out. Not myself, I don’t want to be. The sky opens each morning and night, And swallows my heart whole. Soaking in the sadness Perpetually overflowing. This is death, followed by grief, And it’s ok. Memories playing on repeat. Catch me … Continue reading Grief by Death – March 25, 2019
Does the world seem too big? Am I speaking out loud? My voice seems to be lost in the static.
There are times out of nowhere I can’t catch my breath. She squeezes with all her might, And tugs at my bleeding heart. I can’t think straight. Mind frozen in the past, or is it the future that makes me sob? So hard the tears flood my cheeks turn into rivers. I can’t see past … Continue reading Back and Forth – March 17, 2019