Sunday, August 24, 2014

A POEM : JUST BREATHE

WHEN IT HURTS .... AND YOU CANNOT LEAVE.
WHEN YOU HAVE DONE ALL THAT YOU CAN;
JUST BREATHE

PEOPLE CAN BE SO UNDEVELOPED AND SELF LIMITING.
HURTING  AND BITTER....... TRY TO BRING YOU TO YOUR KNEES.

WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS.......
JUST STOP............. AND BREATHE

THEY CAN HATE ON YOU AND BRING OUT DIRT FROM YOUR PAST.
FAVOR WAS NOT GIVEN.....ALTHOUGH YOU SAID "PLEASE"

YOU HAVE TRIED EVERYTHING.
JUST GIVE IT YOUR BEST, AND THEN.....

JUST BREATHE !!

Sunday, July 27, 2014

FADE TO BLACK

MY FAVORITE COLOR IS NOT PART OF THE RAINBOW.
IN FACT, IT IS THE POLAR OPPOSITE OF PURE DRIVEN SNOW.

BLACK CAN MAKE FAT LOOK TRES CHIC. IT CAN EVEN
CONCEAL A CONDIMENT LEAK.

WHEN ROMANCE FAILS AND WE FALL FROM GRACE............
BLACK IMPARTS STYLE WHEN WE LAND ON OUR FACE !

Saturday, July 26, 2014

POEM : MONSTERS

I HAVE SEEN MONSTERS WITH CLAWS THAT GOUGE
AND SHARP TEETH THAT BITE

AS A SMALL GIRL, A MONSTER WOULD DRAG ME FROM
MY BED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.

THE TORTURE WOULD GO ON FOR HOURS. IN MY MIND.......
I WENT TO MY COMFORT ZONE. MY HAPPY PLACE,
USING SHEER WILL POWER.

NOW AS AN ADULT I ENCOUNTER NUMEROUS MONSTERS.
JUST AS I HAVE GROWN UP, THEY HAVE BECOME SLY IMPOSTERS.

WHY, I HAVE EVEN MET ONE WHO POSED AS MY LOVER AND FRIEND !
BUT, ALAS, THE MASK FELL OFF. HE WAS A TRUE MONSTER IN THE END !

Sunday, June 22, 2014

BESTIES............A POEM

I chose you. Took you into my heart and my life. I shared with you, the secrets of my soul. Haunted by nightmares,sexual abuse and the darkest musing of my inner strife.I ripped open the wounds of my psyche and told of monsters in the closet. Ghouls of madness that nearly claimed my life........                     .    Hours on the phone. Telling all until dawn. Together we plotted our pathway of redemption. We traded mutual enmities......battlelines were drawn.     Clarity and relief. Love beyond belief. Passion and ecstasy   Juxtaposed and my former rage pales.......Although not of my flesh and blood, you resonate within. You are my soulmate. My one and only. Bestfriend.


Prose : RAGE......The Beginning

I remember my first hatred and rage and when it started.
I was seated on my mother's lap when my stepfather punched
her in the mouth during one of their numerous arguments. I 
could feel my mother's heart beating. I was breathing with her.
I was four years old and I wanted to kill him ! My body was
shaking and soaked in sweat.

A small stream of blood trickled down her chin and dripped onto
my little thigh. I was transfixed as it trickled down to the floor off of my bare foot.
Red has always been the color of rage in my mind since that moment.
Every time I see blood, I remember the day that I wanted to kill and it always
makes me sad.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

BURN : A POEM

SLOW BURN. UNSURE OF WHICH WAY TO TURN.
MY THOUGHTS ARE RACING. I SHOULD GET UP.
BUT, I WILL ONLY START PACING.


TIME IS PASSING AT A MERE CRAWL. I JUST WANT
PEACE, OR BE NOT AT ALL.
ANGST AND HUNGER PUSH ME TO THE EDGE


MY PSYCHE BLEEDS OUT, AS I CROUCH ON THE LEDGE.
RIDE OUT THIS STORM. LATER, VIEW THE CARNAGE OF THE HEAVY RAINS.
SIGH OF RELIEF. I KNOW THAT I WILL NEVER PASS THIS WAY AGAIN.

Friday, June 13, 2014

A POEM: ROCK AWAY

I WANT TO SEND A BIT OF COMFORT YOUR WAY
IT IS MY SPECIAL REMEDY FOR A REALLY SAD DAY.

WHENEVER I FEEL OVERWHELMED AND DEFEATED, I WRAP MY ARMS
AROUND MYSELF AND ROCK AS NEEDED


IN LIFE FRIENDS AND FAMILY ARE OFTEN BUSY.
WE ALL RUSH AND RUN UNTIL WE ARE DIZZY.

SO.....DO WHAT I DO. HOLD YOURSELF TIGHT. THIS IS EFFECTIVE
DAY OR NIGHT


JUST RELAX AND LET YOUR BODY NATURALLY MOVE AND SWAY.
HEAL YOURSELF. LET THE PAIN ROCK AWAY !

Sunday, June 8, 2014

WALK IT OUT

A POEM


I MUST TAKE A LONG WALK.
MY ISSUES CANNOT BE RESOLVED WITH TALK.

MY SOUL IS IN DEEP AGONY
I LET HIM GET THE BETTER OF ME.

I GAVE EVERYTHING THAT I HAD.
WHAT I RECEIVED IN RETURN WAS
BEING SO VERY SAD

MY BODY ACHES WITH GRIEF.
NO MEDICINE OR DRINK CAN BRING RELIEF.

I WILL JUST TAKE A LONG WALK.
MY ISSUES WILL NOT BE RESOLVED WITH MERE TALK.