Thursday, December 18, 2014

Been Buzy...

Will be back with more after the Holidays, maybe the New Year! Be Well! Or If Doctor Who inspires me...

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Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Christmas Music In Other Words…

My Dad was an English teacher for nigh unto 35 years. He used to use many tricks to try the class involved and attentive. One that he pulled out around this time of year was a quiz called “Are our Auditory Perceptions Similar?” He would have a list of phrases and then the students would have to “translate” them.  Sounds similar in a lot of ways to hashtag wars to me! If I was using it like that I would call it #Christmasmusicinotherwords The first one BTW is “Do you hear what I hear?”
Are Our Auditory Perceptions Similar?
Cobalt Noel
Unto Others A Joyous Yuletide Aspiration
Bring Forth the Frozen Precipitation
Hail Petite Hamlet on the West Bank
Hail Revered Eventide
Kris Kringle Approaches the Municipality
Muteness Falls From Dusk Till Dawn
Argentate Tintinnabulums
Achromatic Twenty Fourth Day of December*(only so many ways you can say it you know)
Caribou of a Specific Name with Crimson Color Proboscis


Friday, December 5, 2014

Apart

Apart

I tried to fall in love today
And went to give my heart away
But I found a note that read
You stole my heart I’ve taken yours in stead
I thought about it long and hard
Who could be such a callow card?
To take my heart with nary a word?
Not even by a look inferred
Only one name came to mind
The tangled knot, it did unwind
I followed the path where it did lead
To retrieve my heart with utmost speed
But when I reached to bring it back
You grabbed my hand for a change of tack
We fell in to soulful bliss
As we slowly began to kiss
Now I know I have no heart
It has always been apart
With my love it will stay
Until the night becomes the day


#fall, #love, #heart, #stole, #callow, #word, #look, #tangled, #knot, #path, #lead, #retrieve, #hand, #tack, #soulful, #bliss, #kiss, #apart, #night, #day, #poem, #poetry, 

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Cento Three: I Don't Know How to Love Him...

I would walk 500 miles
Hide your love away
I’ll give you shelter from the storm
I’ll do anything
Just to be where you are
When the time is right
Call me
No matter what
I’ll be there
I’ll be waiting
Fool that I am


#cento, #TheProclaimers, #AnthemLights, #BobDylan, #JasonMraz, #Lifehouse, #GriffinHouse, #Blondie, #boyZone, #TheFourtops, #Adele, #poem, #poetry #experimental

Bubble

Bubble
Frozen moments in time
Reach liquid form combusting
They explode into the present
With scents and senses reeling
A thread is ripped from time and space
It pulls the pattern out of weave
The slightest breeze untangles it all
And forces us to believe
In higher powers that control our lives
In fates and presence foreboding
To doubt is to no longer be alive
The past is fast eroding


#frozen, #moments, #time, #bubbles, #liquid, #combusting, #explode, #present, #scents, #senses, #reeling, #thread, #ripped, #space, #pattern, #weave, #slightest, #breeze, #untangles, #forces, #believe, #higherpower, #control, #alive, #past, #fast, #eroding, #poetry, #poem 

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Beauty

Beauty

Beauty is not ephemeral.
Beauty is permanence, passion,
Fleeting moments do just that,
They fly away.
What matters is what stays.
The fire that burns,
Way down deep in your soul,
Too far down to be quieted or quenched
By an uncaring gaze.
In your memory, it will reside
Forever.
It lives in the collective unconscious.
Like a heartbeat;
Steady, Solid,
Undeniable,
It waits upon it’s time.
To question beauty,
Is to question one’s own self.
If you doubt what is real
Know only this,
The truth in beauty lies,
In knowing oneself.
If you do not take the time now
To know and love yourself,
You can never know love,
Or Beauty


#beauty, #ephemeral, #permance, #passion, #fleeting, #moments, #fly , #away, #matter, #stays, #fire, #burns, #deep, #soul, #quieted, #quenched, #uncaring, #gaze, #memory, #reside, #forever, #collectiveunconscious, #heartbeat, #steady, #solid, #undeniable, #waits, #time, #question, #self, #doubt, #real, #truthinbeautylies, #knowingonesself, #doubt, #real, #take, #time, #loveyourself, #poem, #Poetry

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Crux

Crux

Call out just once and I’ll be there
No matter how far away
Time will not alter or change me
My love is here to stay
Take time to make some revisions
I know it worries you so
But remember I will be here waiting
When you’ve reached your lowest low
The world does its best to break you
To put you down in your place
But I’ll be here to protect you
Wipe the shadows that darken your face
So call on me when the time comes
Lean on me, I’m steady as the Earth
But the hour is coming when questions will rise
Time to prove your mettle and worth


#call, #once, #there, #matter, #far, #time, #alter, #change, #love, #here, #stay, #revisions, #worries, #remember, #waiting, #reached, #lowest, #low, #world, #break, #place, #shadows, #darken, #face, #lean, #steady, #earth, #hour, #questions, #rise, #mettle, #worth, #poem, #poetry

TOILM

TOILM
The crisp cold scent of morning,
As the steam rises from my mug.
My hands embracing
The one I love most.
No longer interested in coffee
My strength comes from somewhere new,
We rise and fall,
To the beat of our hearts,
Gently,
Then more rapidly,
Stars explode,
And a cup of coffee
Sits,
Cooling on a windowsill,
Forgotten

#crisp, #cold, #scent, #morning, #steam, #mug, #hands, #embracing, #love, #most, #interested, #coffee, #strength, #new, #rise, #fall, #beat, #hearts, #gently, #rapidly, #stars, #explode, #cooling, #windowsill, #forgotten, #poem, #poetry, #toilm


Thursday, November 20, 2014

Sad Eyes

Sad Eyes

The sad eyes sat in the corner so pale
Their soul, their sorrow showed
Remembering days of suns without fail
When they soared and feasted and savored
The knowledge showed in great detail
Falls from grace are meted
Hubris is a twice told tale
That often is repeated
Careful heroes never fail
But rarely are they feted
When inner demons rage and wail
Sad eyes will be entreated


#pale, #soul, #sorrow, #showed, #remembering, #suns, #fail, #soared, #feasted, #savored, #knowledge, #detail, #falls, #grace, #meted, #hubris, #twice, #told, #tale, #repeated, #heroes, #feted, #inner, #demons, #rage, #wail, #entreated, #poem, #poetry

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Instructions

Instructions

While patience sits in the kindest hearts
Deeper feelings flower
If left unaltered vengeances blooms
For time inevitably alters
So watch your heart and gird your loins
For children need strict raising
If needs come first, then needs outweigh
And children don’t need praising
Keep them close, don’t spoil the flower
If time has taught us naught,
‘Tis that we must the rod employ
Or pain will soon be wrought


#patience, #kindest, #hearts, #feelings, #flower, #vengeance, #blooms, #time, #alters, #watch, #gird, #loins, #children, #raising, #needs, #outweigh, #praising, #spoil, #naught, #rod, #employ, #pain, #wrought, #poem, #poetry

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

The End of TIme

The End of Time

So hold me till I break
I’m made of sterner stuff
The universe will crumble first
Before it gets to rough
You have the best of hearts, love
When intentions mean it all
But watch your step when walking
Pride goeth before the fall
Children often don’t think
And taunt before they listen
But you and I will laugh till dawn
As they feed their own ambition
What matters at the end of time?
Who waits when daylight breaks?
The moon will only laugh at them
Who really knows the price, the stakes?


#hold, #break, #sterner, #stuff, #crumble, #rough,# best, #hearts, #intentions, #step, #love, #walking, #pride, #fall, #children, #think, #taunt, #listen, #laugh, #dawn, #feed, #ambition, #matters, #end, #time, #waits, #daylight, #moon, #price, #stakes, #poem, #poetry

Three Days

Three Days

Shaking hands
Shaking legs
Shaking hearts
Three days can change your world

Breaking minds
Breaking hearts
Breaking worlds
Three words can mean everything

Taking hearts
Taking lives
Taking time
Just. Three. Little. Days.


#hands, #legs, #hearts, #days, #three, #change, #world, #minds, #words, #everything, #lives, #time, #poem, #Poetry, #existential 

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Public Policy

Freedom
I can disagree with your ideas
Without disagreeing with you.
I can disagree about religion
Without questioning your faith.
I can live my life in liberty
Without violating your privacy.
I can offer you freedom
Without forcing it on you
I can live in peace with you
Because of freedom, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

I've posted this before but I feel this is necessary once again.  Sometimes people feel like there are only two choices.  They feel they are only the extreme ends of the spectrum.  But there is also a middle ground. 

In regards to a certain public figures and their ability to maintain a private life, yes, they have a right to maintain privacy.  They also have a right to share their life with the world (see Keeping up with The Kardashians).  There is also a middle ground.  What and how much is decided by them.  

But, if they choose to share something with the public then that information is going to be analyzed, scrutinized and altogether abused by some people.  That is the way the world works.  Also not everyone is going to agree with you and your choices.  I don't have to agree with you to live with you!  The two are not mutually exclusive.  I, personally, did not like a certain musician who is no longer with us because of their personal habits.  However, one or two of their songs are very good.  Their habits did not affect the quality of their music.  

The current uproar is not with the public figure themselves but with a person they associate with.  I have associated with people whose reputations may not be the greatest.  That do not make anything I do less valid. It is not a requirement of liking an public figure, to like everyone they associate with.  This goes for actors, musicians, painters, writers, etc.  I would have thought this was discussed at length when Ender's Game came out but obviously not.  

There are people insisting that it is required that everyone smile and "be thrilled" that this association is being made.  That is not their job, to tell someone else what to think or say.  What someone else likes or dislikes, is none or your business, unless they are trying to stop you from expressing your opinion.

 "I can disagree with your ideas, without disagreeing with you." 

My nature is that of a sceptic and will continue to be.  If I see something that looks unusual, I will question it. 









Sunday, November 9, 2014

Hollow Rings

Hollow Rings
Inspired by The Hollow Crowns Trilogy.  All those loveless marriages before Henry the VII “invented” divorce.  The Kings may have gotten some side “something-something” but the women would have been watched oh so carefully.  Sucks.  Queen Anne may have lost her head but it created a great stride in saving people who are in bad marriages.  As Shakespeare said, “Many a good hangings prevents a bad marriage.”

The Autumn leaves begin to fall now
The time has come for honor’d vow
As on her head you place the crown
Think on what you have cast down
Time will past in measured stride
Will thirst no longer be denied?
A hunger for the missing link
If only you had time to think
But honor must ‘fore pleasure come
Hail the day with wine and rum
Later, regret on stilted wings
Will be borne down on silv’red rings
Naught to do but hold heads high
Live together alone until you die

#Autumn,  #marriage, #Hollowcrown, #loveless, #love, #king, #queen, #crown, #rings, #honor, #time, #head, #cast, #think, #measured,#stride, #thirst, #link, #pleasure, #wine, #rum, #wings, #together, #alone, #poem, #poetry#die, #shakespeare, 

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

iStorage Bait and Switch

Today I had an experience, and I will try to be brief and concise. My Dad is an auctioneer who has, in the past, made use of public storage because of excess materials.  I live at home due to disabilities.  We also have a joint checking account so that in an emergency I have access to funds as I do not work.  My Dad does not believe in electronic fund transfers, commonly called EFTs, or online bill pay because of the large amount of fraud currently happening, and I don’t really blame him.  He began a business relationship with iStorage in Burlington last year.  He signed a lease, a legal document.  People should always read the documents they sign.  Last month he was informed that he would now have to pay an insurance fee.  This fee could be waived if he provided proof of homeowners insurance. His bill was due today, November 5, 2014.  I have a treatment that requires that I stay four hours in the hospital today.  He told me on the way home that he had forgotten that it was due.  He suggested we stop and pay the bill for the storage unit and bring the insurance information the next day.  I thought it would be an acceptable agreement.  It was late in the day and we would not be able to get back and our insurance agency closes early.  When I went in to the office, I suggested this option.  I was told that I could pay the full amount (with insurance) or I could come back the next day and pay the late fee for the rental of the storage unit.  I was standing there, with a check in hand, waiting to write a check.  I was essentially told that my money was not good.  Both managers were there a well.  I questioned the new policy.  I said that other storage rentals had never asked for proof of homeowner’s insurance or asked for a fee for insurance coverage and when was this policy instituted?  I said that this was not part of the original lease.  I suggested that a lawyer might have problems with instituting a change to a lease midyear without proper notice.  I was told 30 days was proper notice.  Then the story changed to the fact that homeowner’s insurance was required initially by the lease.  I said that if it was required when we signed the lease, I made sure it was provided.  I asked to see the lease that was signed.  I was showed two pages tacked to the end of the original signed lease.  I insisted that if I was asked to provide paperwork I would have.  I suggested that perhaps through no one’s fault it was lost as they said we change storage units (we did no such thing).  I was informed that in NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM could paperwork EVER be lost.  Since some of the items in the unit are consignments for my Dad’s auction and we need access to the unit, I paid the D@m^ fee but made my feelings extremely clear.  I was not pleased.  I informed them that I would be bringing the insurance information tomorrow and I would be making this story know tonight on as many social media platforms as I was able.  I also plan to go to the county as on further contemplation I feel that this constitutes bait and switch, in that they change the terms of the lease which also altered the price.  I also would like to make it known that they were arguing over less than $10. Which I also made abundant clear, many times that I felt was a stupid amount to argue over.  My Dad is in business.  If the situation was reversed, he would have waived the fee.  I was told that the managers couldn’t do that because it was the company policy.  In that case, I have had people take the money out of pocket rather that have an irate costumer, take to the internet and their friends and tell the world what happened.  Rule No. 1: The Customer is always right!  Rule 2: If is Customer is wrong see Rule no. 1! So If you use this company tell them what you think, here is there website http://istorage.com/ or at the very least check your lease and terms of agreement. 

Monday, November 3, 2014

String Theory

String Theory
Reaching out to touch
Hands across the emptiness
Interlacing brings stability
A brief spell to stay the whispers
There is no force on Heaven or earth
That could halt the flood at the harbor
Warmness spread throughout
Tensions run high
Don’t want to cut it
Keep stringing it along
I’ll hang with you forever


#reaching, #touch, #hands, #emptiness, #interlacing, #stability, #brief, #spell, #stay, #whispers, #force, #heaven, #earth, #halt, #flood, #harbor, #warmness, #spread, #tensions, #high, #cut, #stringing, #hang, #forever, #poem, #poetry, 

Thursday, October 30, 2014

A Midnight Wish

A Midnight Wish
Beautiful dreams that elude and evade
Haunted eyes that burn so bright
Pray that good times never fade

I feel I am measured and weighed
Should my soul be heavy or light?
Beautiful dreams that elude and evade

The sun is so bright there is no sign of shade
No color at all, only white
Pray that good times never fade

A seeming then, A home that’s made
A happy family, feeling so right
Beautiful dreams that elude and fade

When the time comes to end the charade
Will it be easy to give up the fight?
Pray that good times never fade

So I’ll not be moved or swayed
To my true feelings I’ll hold tight
Beautiful dreams that elude and fade
Pray that good times never fade

#beautiful, #dreams, #elude, #fade, #haunted, #eyes, #burn, #bright, #pray, #goodtimes, #evade, #sun, #bright, #sign, #shade, #color, #white, #seeming, #home, #made, #happy, #family, #feeling, #right, #end, #charade, #easy, #fight, #moved, #swayed, #true, #feelings, #poem, #poetry

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Mercury's Vow

Mercury’s Vow

And all my sorrows turn to joys in times unlikely number’d
But quickly end with willful sighs to turn smiles e’now
A joyful look, I quickly took as e’re I turn my head
By Mercury, I pledged my vow

I wish only to live in the here and now
Never have meanings wrongly misread
But what will come of this sacred vow?

In public I will not one glistening teardrop shed
Only happy or pleasant face allow
Not to belie or fool, ‘tis that I dread
Br Mercury, I pledge this vow!


#mercury, #vow, #sorrows, #joys, #unlikely, #numbered, #quickly, #willful, #sighs, #enow, #joyful, #look, #ere, #head, #pledged, #wish, #live, #meanings, #wrongly, #misread, #sacred, #public, #glistening, #teardrop, #shed, #happy, #pleasant, #face, #allow, #belie, #fool, #dread, #poem, #poetry, #roundel

What Men Really Want...

What Men Really Want…

Why must men insist and say
Care not for dress, throw wiles away
Who put it about, who heard it said
A man cares for the looks inside our heads?

But do they mean it, what they say?
Or is it an attempt to gain our bed?
They try to stay two steps ahead
Why must men persist and say…

A loving wife they wish to wed
To laugh and smile all the day
Intelligence should fill their head
Care not for dress, throw wiles away

It’s enough to make a girl see red
To find the original protégée.
Who thought enough to think of a way?
Who put it about, who made it said?

A girl is beautiful for skills she conveys
Not bosoms big, shining hair or lips of red
When that is true, I’ll seize the day
When a man cares for the looks inside our heads!


#feminism, #men, #women, #insist, #care, #dress, #wiles, #looks, #head, #attempt, #bed, #twostepsahead, #persist, #loving, #wife, #wed, #laugh, #smile, #intelligence, #girl, #red, #original, #protégée, #beautiful, #skills, #convey, #bosoms, #big, #shining, #hair, #lips, #red, #true, #seize, #day, #poem, #poetry

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Our Song

Our Song
I think our song is ending love
When tragedies are mentioned think on us
There was a great run for a while
When times were bright and gay
We laughed on golden shores
The hours whiled away without remark
Just sitting hand in hand, heart in heart
But now we must head into the sunset
Our lives to live again
It’s not alone I fear
It’s “without you” I dread


#song, #ending, #love, #tragedies, #mentioned, #think, #us, #run, #times, #bright, #laughed, #golden, #shores, #hours, #remark, #handinhand, #heartinheart, #sunset, #lives, #alone, #fear, #without, #dread, #poem, #poetry

Friday, October 24, 2014

DO YOU EVER????

Do you ever?...

Do you ever feel like taking everything you’ve ever written, drawn, typed, sewn, composed, sung, played, recorded, or just in general created chucking it in a huge bonfire and lighting the match?  I really feel like I am identifying with Salieri lately, except he was a PUBLISHED composer and had fans and was BRILLANT.  Me?  I’m just a mouthy, nobody with a blog, a twitter, and lots of opinions.  That’s why I try to create new forms of poetry, like my gif poem, or the internet concrete poem.  I figure if no one ELSE has done them I can’t be shown up right? 
Sooner or later though, someone will come around with the wits to improve my paltry ideas.  After all, there are more things in heaven and earth, right? They say there are only seven stories after all.  I wonder if they have adjusted that saying to have more gender inclusive romantic storylines.  I say romance is romance, no matter who is giving and who is receiving, or how many!  The drama of a story comes from the angst.  The tenor and tone of the story can change depending on the mores and morals of society but the basis of the story stays the same.  That is true whether you change the settings or the characters or the sex!  Romeo and Juliet could be Romeo and Caesar and it would be the same story, maybe even easier to understand! 

But I, personally, have been having writer’s block lately.  Call it the 3 M’s. Migraines, Megrimes, and Monthlies. LSIDC I do love how every time a woman is in a bad mood a man everyone blames it on her period.  I was writing that men do this but I realized women do it just as much.  We may do it in a sticky sweet, back biting, condescending way, but we do.  Men may not realize the amount of cat calling and sniping that goes on between women because a lot of it is subtext.  Thing are said that are call backs to past conversations, or said between clenched teeth, or with baited breath. Women are never going to get anything from men until we stop GIVING IT to each other!

Well, I started this post trying to clear my head so that my writer’s block.  I’m not sure if that worked.  I still feel like setting all my stuff on fire.  I don’t think I’ll do it.  It’d take too long to gather it together.  But if you see a blaze lighting up half of North America…


 Alicia Keys Girl On Fire


#DYE, #Sewing, #Writing, #Drawing, #composing, #sing, #playing, #recording, #instruments, #lighting, #match, #Salieri, #brilliant, #blog, #twitter, #opinions, #poetry, #wits, #paltry, #heaven, #earth, #sevenstories, #RomeoandJuliet, #RomeoandCaesar, #migraines, #megrimes, #mothlies, #LSIDC, #women, #men, #feminism, #period, #backbiting, #condescending, #sniping, #subtext, #callback, #past, #conversation, #baitedbreath, #writersblock, #post, #fire, #girl, #blaze, #gathertogether


Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Writer's Block

The creative process slows to a crawl
My pen is limp in my hand
And…
Now…
I...
Wait…
And now with each word I scrawl
My brain starts to expand
The words begin to flow
Expanding at a faster pace
I allow as that my rest is done
It’s broken its terrible brace
I have lifted the veil and seen


#creative, #process, #slows, #crawl, #pen, #limp, #hand, #word, #scrawl, #brain, #expand, #flow, #faster, #pace, #allow, #rest, #done, #broken, #terrible, #brace, #lifted, #veil, #seen, #Poem, #poetry

Revelations

So terrified of what it means
What calls in the dark of night
You are the brightest of light
Keeping me from losing my cool
Coming apart at the seams
My battered knight in armor
No longer shiny and new
It’s not anyone’s place to judge
Intolerable what people think they can do
To figures on paper-mache
Used for money or power
Not important for what they portray
Kings no longer have power
Should they?


#terrified, #means, #calls, #dark, #night, #brightest, #light, #keeping, #keeping, #losing, #cool, #apart, #seams, #battered, #knight, #armor, #shiny, #new, #place, #judge, #intolerable, #people, #figures, #papermache, #money, #power, #important, #portray, #kings, #power, #poem, #poetry,

Solution

One step ahead and two behind
Getting the pacing just right
If the world falls away could we walk hand in hand?
And finally step into the light?
Does it matter who is in the front now?
Does it matter who brings up the rear?
If one of us follows the other,
We will end up together, my dear.
My solution in the end is simple,
We stop this running around.
Find a spot that we can settle down now,
And we will have nothing to fear.


#step, #behind, #pacing, #right, #world, #falls, #hand, #light, #matter, #front, #row, #rear, #follows, #together, #dear, #solution, #simple, #running, #spot, #settle, #fear, #love, #poem, #poetry 

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Tether

It's a plain dreary rain
I watch from my window pane
It's time for moving on
But I'm stuck here with the pain
Time is fleetly flying
And patience has me sighing
I've waited here so long
Just knowing this and crying
You left me here forever
My heart about to sever
My life is barren, I withdrawal
I've lost my only tether

#plain, #dreary, #rain, #window, #time, #moveon, #stuck, #pain, #fleetly, #flying, #patience, #sighing, #waiting, #long, #knowing, #crying, #left, #forever, #heart, #sever, #life, #barren, #withdrawal, #lost, #tether, #poem, #poetry

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Some Scraps of Poems

From now on I need to steel myself from the darkness,
My hard choices need to come swiftly now
One follow another in rapid succession
Time has come to rise to the action and make bold statements
Not always the popular decisions to bear the burdens
A life of single blessedness is a cursed choice
What is necessary is right in God's eye and mine


Staring through crisscrossed eyelashes
Looking for courage in diminutive frames
Time will come soon enough
When light explodes through shattered seconds
Experience the feeling of fractured repose

#steel, #darkness, #hard, #choices, #swiftly, #rapid, #succession, #time, #rise, #action, #bold, #popular, #decisions, #bear, #burdens, #life, #single, #blessedness, #cursed, #necessary, #staring, #crisscrossed, #eyelashes, #looking, #courage, #diminutive, #frames, #light, #explodes, #shattered, #seconds, #experience, #feeling, #fractured, #repose, #poem, #poetry

My Past

My past

A dark corridor
Is where eternity lies
Wrought with sorrow
Pain and Sighs,
You bright up my life in
Like the sun in mid June
Like the sky fills the moon
An illusion of an oasis
You go and disappear
The sorrow in my ribs
Again begins to sear
I guess I’ll never know
The treasure I have found
Until it disappears,
Without trace or sound
The light up ahead
Will guide me home
Never again shall I forget
Where I‘ve come from

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Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Vows

Vows
All anyone can ask
Is to give you all can,
To try not lie,
And to love with all your heart and soul.
To vow to be faithful
Is a large part of what is wrong with this world
We expect too much
Then are upset when it falls apart
Just don’t flaunt them in front of me.
Don’t get trapped.
Be careful.
I don’t want a fixer up model.
Anyone who goes into a relationship
Intending to change someone
Ends up
With disappointments and heartaches
The only person you can count on changing
Is you.
So go into love with your eyes open,
And never end up
With your heart in pieces on the floor.


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Comet

Oh my bright and burning star
Some would stay you’re falling
It’s just that you blaze so radiantly
The Earth has turned her back on you
You have a path, a steady course
Returning to give us bliss
Never altering your initial trail
Although we may not see its plan
Some may see a heart of ice
Some may see a trail of fire
I see a journey half completed
And the future yet to come


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Sunday, October 12, 2014

Inquiry

Inquiry
Would you know me by my rapier wit?
By my overwhelming personality?
Is it my physicality that draws you?
My hands running up the nape of your neck?
Do you love the way I love you?
The way I am drawn to you?
Could you tell me from others at a distance?
Is my smile the sun in your sky?
Or is it the fact that my heart
No longer beats in my chest
It is in your possession
Care for it well


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Saturday, October 11, 2014

Broken

Caught out again like a bug on a web
You reel me in to your trap
Not even noticing what you have done
Breaking my heart with a sudden snap
Dangling there on a string
Waiting for the axe to fall
The world suddenly seems so small
It only exists for you and me
But you are made of clouds and dreams
If I touch you, you would cease to be
Giving way to my plans and schemes
So look I can but never touch
A delicate balance is struck
Until another comes into your life
Even in dreams I have no luck


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Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Instincts

Instincts
Sometimes we all need to bay at the moon
To give into to our animal instincts
We need to fall to our knees and roll in the dirt
Feel the pounding of blood in our veins
Because it’s not always about the meter and rhyme
Sometimes we have to throw caution to the wind
For when we can’t be perfect
You may as well make as big a mess as possible
A little dirt under your nails
Only shows how hard you’ve toiled


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Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Missing

Missing
Phantom fingers in my hair
Gently sliding down
A slight touch
Deftly caressing
Longing for what cannot be had
The barriers are too high
The cost, too much
Could the world suffer your loss?
Mine would be no heartbreak
Not even a blip on the radar
Separation is good for the soul
Or at least
That is what everyone
Seems convinced I need to hear
What is your opinion, love?


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Race

Race
This breakneck speed, it never stops
A frantic, hectic pace
The crashing, clanking sound of the world
There’s a reason it’s called the human race
Where do we go when just need a break
When you need to just get away
Sometimes we all need a new look on life
A new prospective on the day
So we head for mountain, sand and shore
To relax and recharge and rest
But maybe we don’t know how to slow ourselves down
What methods really work the best
A change is coming carried on currents
Which way they blow no one knows
Just try to keep your head on straight
This world keeps you on your toes

#race, #breakneck, #speed, #stops, #frantic, #hetic, #pace, #crashing, #clanking, #sound, #world, #reason, #human, #break, #away, #look, #life, #prospective, #day, #head, #mountain, #sand, #shore, #relax, #recharge, #rest, #slow, #down, #methods, #best, #change, #carried, #currents, #knows, #head, #toes, #poem, #poetry


Monday, October 6, 2014

Scales

Scales
Surrendering is easier when flesh is not rent
Hearts are harder to bargain
Pain is a price that’s harder to set
 Though it is a fairly active market
Time is valued as losses accrued
Wishes will be stored away
Scales are tipped to the side of the wooed
Love is saved for a rainy day

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Sunday, October 5, 2014

Bonded

Bonded
That feeling deep down in your soul
Which makes your life complete
The heart that makes your own heart whole
The taste that makes life so sweet
It rises up from deep within
To fill you up with light
No matter where you have been
It makes the whole world right
When you find the perfect thing
Grab it with both hands
Tie it up with golden strings
Give in to its demands
For you have found the perfect life
 There will be no more sorrow or strife


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Braggart

Braggart
Haranguing tongues wag everyday
Harpies hardly stop nagging
It’s a cross between lying and bragging
To assume yours is the only way
New things happen everyday
Wouldn’t want to be the one lagging
Who set new tongues to wagging
It’s better to stay out of the fray
Step to the beat of a different drum
Be careful in all that you say
Eventually the good things will come


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Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem
Just everyday normal, humdrum things
Coming and going about the day
Recalling faces and songs that we sing
Moving about and going away
Because people do that in their everyday lives
They pack up and move at the drop of a hat
What everyone longs for, everyone strives
Not to fall down, land flat on their back
For goals are important, as far as they go
To chart your own path and guide your own way
But not achievable in one's own life, so
Take time out to seize the day!

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Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Purgatory

She wears him like a badge
An honor to be boasted
A feather in her crown
For a queen she surely is
Never a hair out of place
Or a word that is misspoken
She never does anything
To make a person frown
I can’t find fault with her
And trust me I’ve been looking
I understand her pain
He’s always on my mind
But who can compete
With runway gods and models
I’ll have to look for love
Down here in purgatory
Us sinners in the real world
Must keep among ourselves


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Occupying Space

What would we do
If we obtained our hearts desire?
Would we stop striving
Live in complacency?
For without our dreams
We are simply carbon atoms
Occupying space
Till we return to sand
Perhaps the worst thing
Is to obtain perfection
For in gaining what we seek
We destroy all that we are

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Saturday, September 27, 2014

Why

Why
Why do you go where I cannot follow?
This path is not one I trod lightly
I promised to go where you lead
But the behavior you choose is quite unsightly
I feel lied to remembering the things you said

Time will pass people will forget
I’m an elephant though, I never will
The scars you’ve left will heal so slowly
It’s amazing how raw a cut can feel
Reduce me to feeling so incredibly lowly

Mayhap one day I’ll smile and laugh
Remembering a look or a glance or a grin
Right now the scars are too fresh, too raw
To notice anything ready to begin
I must wait for my heart to thaw


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Catch Me

Catch Me
If I stumble, if I fall
Who will be there to catch me?
My internal support is crumbling
No one can see the braces
How much I take?
Just to hold me up
I need another hand
Someone to lend support
Cause maybe I’ll still fall
But I won’t fall as far


#catchme, #stumble, #internal, #support, #crumble, #brace, #hold, #hand, #lend, #fall, #far, #poem, #poetry,

Eternal Struggle

Eternal Struggle
Eternal struggle
Between beloved and friend
Who wins out in the end?
Should there be a winner?
Why is it a contest?
Can we love equally?
When friend becomes beloved
There is the perfect solution
Since that only happens
In fairy tales and books
We must always expect
To be second place
And if we are moved higher
We should be gracious


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Thursday, September 25, 2014

Bound

Hands fast bound
Binding two hearts
Circles unending
Entwined evermore
Words exchanged
Merely placeholders
Carved on hearts
Promises made
The spell is disbursed
But never forgotten
All present are witness
To a singular miracle
Two joined as one


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The Universal Truths

The universal truths
The points on which we all agree
Is there a higher power,
Something bigger than us all?
We have all felt the sting of loss
The flutter of the heart
That comes with love
The sting and pang
The bittersweet taste of regret
The bubbling up wellspring of joy
The burst of laughter
At inappropriate times
Some things belong to the world
We share them together
No matter who we are
We have the same
Essential Humanness


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Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Life

Life
Lost ground and lost way
Footing insecure
Broken and defeated
We must brace ourselves
To rise again
For no matter how often we fall
We must rise to the challenge
To the day
To face our enemies
Because that is the meaning of life
The rise and fall
The give and take
Without which
We cannot live


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Lies

Lies
Do promises made at midnight
Mean nothing in the light of day?
Did you not swear by look and by deed?
I believed you when you said
You would be faithful
Was it all lies?
The moonlight was so beautiful
It cast a spell over us
Made me a romantic
Took me for a fool
I think we need to take time
To reassess this relationship
Maybe we were never meant to be


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INTJ

INTJ
Striding in measured steps
Cold cool calculating
The look in the eyes
That goes right through you
A sarcastic comment
Taken out of context
An offcolor joke
Taken to heart
Hard to reach that heart
Or even know it’s there
A side effect of life
A chemical reaction
We all have them
Just some choose not to flaunt them
Hiding in plain sight
If no one can see it
No one gets hurt
Protection always has a cost

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Sunday, September 21, 2014

Love means...

Love means …
Knowing all your secrets
Reaching out and never doubting
That a hand will be there
That feeling in the pit of your stomach
Is only from nerves,
Never your love
Love is as steady as
The ground beneath my feet
The first flush of lust
Grows into a beautiful rose of romance
Constant as the North Star
A shelter in any storm
Our love will hold fast
Together we can conquer the world


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Saturday, September 20, 2014

Entertainer’s Widow

Entertainer’s Widow
I have no reason to write
I need only to say
When you are out of my sight
I think of you every day
When you are with me the whole world seems in tune
When we are apart nothing seems to matter
I hope we are together soon
I couldn’t begin to feel sadder
I know your work is needed
The world must know of you
But while your work is feted
I sit at home feeling blue
But someday soon you’ll come home to me
Then all the world will see that you belong to me


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Descant

Descant
A counterpoint in harmony
A rhythm of the heart
You can’t pair a bass with a soprano
Or a contralto with a tenor
The harmonies must match
Then soar together to new heights
So too must souls match
Their jagged edges must meet
They fit together perfectly
But sometimes what is needed
Is a descant
That perfect little melody
That runs overtop of the song
Turns it inside out
But makes it so much better
Changes it all around
But the combination
Is beautiful

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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Deadline

Deadline
Call me on the first of May
That celebrated day
When flowers bloom and birds sing
And lovers lead the way

I’ll be ready for you at that time
When all the right words seem to rhyme
So come to me on Beltane Day
As the world resounds with chimes

But if you come on Easter Eve
I won’t ask for you to leave
I won’t be ready for you at that time
But I still could bear for you to leave

If you don’t come for me by fall
I’ll assume you won’t come for me at all
And that would be the biggest blow of all
If you were never to come at all


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It Was Never Better

It Was Never Better
Times long gone are better forgotten
Those long encumbered woes
Stales smells and dead horses
And pretty maids all in a row
Bowers of women who never dance
Waiting for men to pick them
Hoping for a match to further their houses
And children to be the next victim
On and on the cycle goes
Never ceasing never halting
When will right the world?
When will stop this faulting?
Women everywhere be proud of who you are
Stand, be brave and bold
One day you will be counted
Make sure you break the mold


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Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Decision

Decision
So warm and comforting
Your hand on my cheek
Just a little thing
To show how you care
How you hold my hair back
While I worship the porcelain god
When you bring me weak tea
And dry toast
There’s still love in your eyes
How long before you resent me?
Before you regret
The choice you have made?
I love you enough
To tell you to go
But I’m selfish enough
To ask you to stay
It’s your
Decision

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Harpie

Harpie
Along a darkened road
By a glistening brook
A lonely maid sat waiting
For a love to come along
She waited very patiently
She could not comprehend
Why no one ever came looking?
What caused her heart to rend?
Eventually no one remembered
The poor maid waiting there
Till all that was left of her
Was her long luxurious hair
Then there came a minstrel
Lacking proper resources
He used the hair for strings
And the bones for harp pieces
When he brought it to town
The hair played its own tale
The lesson learned by all?
Sometimes even the good fail

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Monday, September 15, 2014

Sing

Weep not when angels fall
They do so every day
Cheer when men gain wings
And rise above the fray
Banish fears and sorrows
For they drag us down to earth
Search for knowledge and enlightenment
Value your own self worth
Other’s opinions are pointless
And vengeance is a wasteful thing
Giving up and letting go
Can make your conscience sing
So sing me songs of sleeping spirits
Those things that go bump in the night
And call me when your conscience soars
To new and unlimited heights

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Friday, September 12, 2014

Hope Chest

A hope chest standing empty
By the foot of the bed
Brings to mind
Times long ago
Loves of yesteryear
Forgotten
But not completely lost
We collect trinkets
To start a new life
But what if we never start over?
Never begin anew?
Is hope lost forever?
Or is it left sitting
In an empty chest
At the foot of the bed?


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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Alteration

Alteration
If alteration alters
What is left behind?
Is it something new?
What is there to find?
There is something in the changing
Something to be said
Never left to notice
What happens in your head
Tomorrow’s troubles find you
No matter how you hide
If you tell the truth as oft’ as able
You never regret having lied


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Replete

Replete
My pillow lies empty
It bears the impression
I catch a scent
Of your dulcet fragrance
And it moves me to tears
The absence of you
Crushes me
My dust settles here
As a tribute to your memory
Born on the wind
It will seek you out
Settle in your deepest recesses
Become part of you
As we will join
Once More
No longer divided
But
Replete


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Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Plea Bargain

Plea Bargain
Call me back to a brighter day
When time was a number not a sentence
Flowers still bloomed under a blistering sun
Children ran carefree through the streets
What happened to happier times?
To heartier laughter and friends?
Hedonistic summers wasted
Lounging in the twilight
Soft notes lost on the breeze
As we sat strumming guitars in the sunset
Can you remember those long gone hours?
If I close my eyes I can taste the charcoal
I am there with you
That’s all that matters

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Blank Page

Blank Page
The light of your smile
Of faded kisses
Brings memories of long ago days
When time had stopped for just one moment
And only we two lived
The air was heavy with potential
I breathed in time with you
Suddenly with a snap
All was gone
Left with a memory
Like a faded photograph
Slowly leaking ink
One day all it will be
Is a blank page



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Monday, September 8, 2014

Broken Glass

Shattered reflections
In broken glass
Just can’t bear to see
What is real, what is false?
Face lined with pain
Sorrow and heartache
Borrowing trouble
Or the smiling visage
Presenting to the world
Carefree and Nar-do-well
The truth is in the middle somewhere
But could true medium exist
When joy and sorrow war?
Perhaps Viviane meant the sword
To destroy this world of seeming
Feint copies, automatons
Merely wound up, marching along


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