Category Archives: Poetry

Main Street Festival

Busy Streets jam packed to the gills

Street food smells wafting up through the square

Art to Buy, Art to Make, Art for Sale

Just got to love it here.

Painted Faced children run around in delight..

Sounds of laughter are not hard to find.

That first taste of cotton candy..

Tis the best time of the year..

Spending time with my Sweetie.. mesmerized by the Warm April Air..

 

Do You Hear Them…

 

 

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Words are knocking at the Windows of my soul.

Whispering ever so softly… rattling my proverbial cage

Pressing through trying as they may, they take their first long breaths.

It seems like a lifetime has passed since they had a voice.

A lifetime since they have managed to peek out of their darkness.

I hear them as they beacon to me.

Come, Play, Write..

It is safe now.

Come out and play in the Elysian fields with me.

I, We, They have won.

Conquered the silent darkness that so often plagues me.

Slayed it like a good dragon should be slayed.

St. George would be so proud of me.

I am followed now by crusaders of words lost and now found.

Adorned with a crown of Euphemisms, Allegory, Allusion and Metaphor.

Proudly I set them free..

Let their voices ring and echo, ebb and flow.

Clanging and clattering about like a thousand wind chimes.

Do you hear them…

Windborne like a thousand tiny dandelion seeds.

They dance around my mind.. gathering in clusters and colonies.

Finally Words take shape and pour-out, simply laid, falling right into place.

I Don’t Know How to Do it Any Other Way

Writing is not coming natural anymore.

Stress is overwhelming and  consuming me.

It’s beating me down, making everything dull and lifeless–

like a black and white photograph that has no depth or dimension.

I am forcing myself to write this.

Maybe It is supposed to make me feel.. better?

What is better? What is healing? What is acceptance? These all feel like foreign words.

WRITE!!!!

I command thee..

WRITE!…

Go find the words, where are they hiding!

Maybe they are there…. behind the scared mother.

Maybe they are there…. behind the helpless protector.

Maybe they are there…. hiding behind the disappointed parent.

Maybe they are there….lurking behind the anger that I can no longer control when we talk.

Maybe I am just speechless.. utterly shocked by your choices.

Will this ever stop…

Why are you blaming me?

Are you that confused?

Why don’t you want help?

Are you comfortable… being scattered and disheveled?

I did not make you take those pills.

I did not tell you to drink.

I did not force you to smoke.

Yet you blame me…

your anger, your defiance and  your deliberate actions scream back at me,

that I am to blame.

I did not cause this!

You took this path!

You made these choices!

I am only reacting.

I don’t know how to do it any other way…

 

In God’s name I Pray…

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This damn Blinking cursor is just staring at my vacuum mind…

Where are my thoughts..

They are silent..

Events are just dragging me through life..

This empty shell of me.

What was inside has moved on and is protecting itself.

I am just reacting to all of the events that are passing me by..

He calls me strong..

It is just not all sinking in, I think.

More events and craziness..

How much more can I take..

Tough love.. is this what this is..

Oh I think I am about to break..

More doctors and more meds…

more phone calls,

I am distraught..

Disgusted and sickened..

and so scared

Why is she just throwing it all away..

Starting to drag me down..

Affect my performance

No More..

Why can’t you just say no more

Can’t you hear me

I am screaming your name

Telling you I love you..

Please stop and listen…

Just turn your head

Change the direction

You are going..

stop hurting yourself..

my precious child..

In God’s name

I Pray…

Helpless and Parenting

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Excuse sir, me have you seen my little girl

She was bright and so full light

Now she shines with such a dull pain

How I wish I could catch and sooth her rain..

Hold her tight, help her find her will again

She was once filled with awe and wonder

where has she gone.. How do I find her.

I am so scared and so alone in this plight.

Naked feelings run rampant in my mind

I am angry and in so much pain..

I know I push and prod her and she runs again.

Back to the comfort of her darkness.

I need a comfort but cannot find it.

Helpless and Parenting..

Excuse me Sir,  How do I end this..

Transforming the World Through Love

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Transforming the World Through Love

I was washed away with glory.

My vision crystal clear

No more lies or stories,

that will take place here..

Perception is not the final word;

I have been so wrong.

Now that I can see this

Please, let me sing my song.

 

My heart is filled  with ardent joy

for love and life abound.

The diamond reflected facet of hope

is dancing all around

Let me share with you my dreams

so that you can see them too.

Then you will give to those you love,

like I have given to you.

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