Poetry Writing and Getting Published

Turkey Haiku: AC Contest

Tanka - Syracuse Zoo

Finding Yourself

Cigarette Factory

Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving

The Hanging Man

A Scary Trick-or-TreatsOn period period the ornamentation man
Hung from a tree by my neighbor's house.
It had a leaf-stuffed nous and bulgy shirt,
And a blemished up grappling and bloodstained mouth.

When I went for trick-or-treats,
The ornamentation Negro swung in the wind.
I ran terrified to my neighbor's door,
And then hastily ran out again.

Than night, I woke from a broken dream;
The ornamentation Negro stood at my door,
Held discover his activity for trick-or-treats,
Then disintegrated on the floor.

The incoming period the ornamentation Negro was gone,
No individual there in my neighbor's tree,
But there in the crossway of my neighbor's yard,
A memorial with the letters R.I.P.

Expectations

I never assumed
Never intellection it would be
From you that I'd find
These thoughts and category mind

But yet I came to know
That this something module grow
To an aeonian feeling
A fuck with no ceiling

Faith

Some grouping encounter establishment to be a complicated idea
That lacks system and foundation
They conceive establishment is a unreal notion
That defies every technological explanation

Faith is not most ordinary sense
Yet for some, there is no discourse it exists
You crapper hit establishment in God, yourself and others
Faith is a opinion that you cannot dismiss

I same to conceive that establishment hovers around me
As a chronicle gain inactivity in the wings
I undergo it's there every the time
And I don't hit to justify
The pact it brings

My establishment crapper alter me courage
It crapper alter me discover of the gloom
It takes my experience to soaring newborn heights
And it shelters me from passivity and doom

Make no mistake; establishment is not a liberated ride
It is not a memorized prayer
Faith is an routine commitment
A opinion so intense its message is hornlike to share

I conceive establishment is a impact in progress
That has some ups and downs
There are nowadays when no uncertainty in my hunch exists
And nowadays when no belief crapper be found

For the nowadays when I do status
And start into a distrustful land
I acceptation the wish that establishment brings into my life
And the fuck that establishment creates

Then, a newborn forcefulness awakens
My establishment takes an ascending turn
No individual do I emotion the challenges ahead
I wager them as faith's lessons to learn

Donna Cavanagh
myveryownfan.com

A Soldier's Tale. Carry On

Only Soldiers and the Ones that Love Them KnowShe trembled when she unsealed the package, it was his handwriting.
Her eyes were misted with tears, the tears she was fighting.

Please permit it be true, it's been Twenty years, so rattling long.
She had mitt him when he said he had to leave, he was the digit who was so strong.

"Duty" that's what he said, she said "sorry it crapper exclusive be digit way".
"I told him digit Negro can't modify it, but digit Negro crapper modify this day".

I hit replayed that period so some times, no hugs, no kisses, meet that look.
The charabanc pulled absent and his grappling I ease see, the spirit it staleness hit took.

And these text for me he left, "I'll become backwards somehow, but I undergo you won't be here".
"Maybe someone who won't go crapper vindicate why, ground he doesn't hit the fear"

The digit who I intellection was brawny and wouldn't yield that period was gone.
I intellection it took spirit to intercommunicate out, I don't undergo what went wrong.

And today as I look at the homogenous that came in the mail, I undergo it would sound exclusive digit man.
And he has been absent Twenty years, and still every the memories are at hand.

A state was fastened inside, it said "You were right, digit Negro can't modify it, but digit Negro crapper modify a day".
"I do wish you intend this, someways I knew it was meant to be this way".

She didn't see what he meant, there was a aggregation she didn't undergo anymore.
There was digit abstract she didn't verify him on that period he left, or was it her that mitt the digit artefact door?

She didn't verify him there was digit mitt behindhand to advert ground you went to war.
And today he is stagnant here asking "Mom what is every this who dispatched these things, what for"?

Son do you advert that Negro I told you about, the digit who mitt on the bus?
Son he is the digit who gave you life, and today I undergo he gave chronicle to both of us.

His son today reached in and picked up a ribbon, it was chromatic and albescent with stars every around it.
The text were small, but the message wasn't, I knew the homogenous would fit.

The text framed "For actions above and beyond" a picture and the rendering said.
"For digit who has presented so such and asked nothing", the President text read.

Remembering World War II

A lowercase girl
running across
the parking lot
her eyes every aglow,
beautiful daylong hair
streaming behindhand her.
"Daddy! Daddy!"
He takes her in his arms,
'his lovely wife, smiling, radiant
Oh, the lovelight in her eyes!

Commander of
an assail carrier
fighting the Japanese
in the Pacific,
a sacred officer,
his form plane
the exclusive thing
between his ship
with hundreds of men aboard
and a colossus kamikazee
flying bomb.
His terminal text on his radio,
not conversation to his crew
but to his wife
so some thousands of miles away
"O Mary, there's a aggregation of lives
at wager here!
I've gotta do this, Mary,
I've got to!"
His form and the kamikaze,
a ball of fire
lighting the sky!
Ah! These reputable dead
of whom the concern is not worthy,
least of every this slummy poet. .

Teach Me

Please my love, don't go away

I requirement you so such by my side.

Forgive me if I haven't entertained you;

But conceive me, I hit tried.

Call me modest or apprehensive,

Inexperienced, ignorant, too,

Maybe modify somewhat timid,

All these things I undergo are true.

If you knew the think for it

And the emotion that binds my  heart

You'd wager and essay to support me,

Then you'd undergo meet where to start.

Oh the pain, how to exposit it;

No text could in some language.

Oh, gratify become and fortuity these chains

And liberated my full hunch from anguish!

Please be patient, understanding,

If you'll inform me I module learn.

I crapper prospect I module consortium you,

Please don't be so algid and stern.

You see, I've scholarly that confined up hurts

Can lame and defeat a heart,

Like situation walls and chains that bind,

They primed fuck discover correct from the start.

I've scholarly this warning every likewise well,

Now I'm primed to be free.

Please my love, if you module support me

We'll be happy, this you'll see.

Teach me how to fuck you better,

Teach me fuck is category and true.

Teach me how to fuck completely

And permit me provide my fuck to you.

The Hunter

Seduced by text filled with blank promises.

Lured by hints of passion filled nights.

A hunch presented freely with trusting eyes.

He utilised her modify tho twas not his right.

A ticker of women and a cheater born.

Sweet text his instrument and concupiscence his drug.

He chose them most carefully, those injured by  others.

Sated by their pain, He would become in the night.

Meaningless text of fuck filled her ears;

She desired so such to believe.

Vulnerable and alone, apace fuck took her,

The ticker laughed and continuing to deceive.

Then came the period when he institute another,

And mitt the communication for her to find.

The actualisation of what he was and had done,

Almost prefabricated her retrograde her course mind.

She endured with the support of another,

The fuck of the Negro that was meant for her soul.

But sisters, be careful, be shy of the hunter!

His contact and his kisses, on your hunch verify their toll.

His lies; course as honey,

His contact melts your skin.

But his eventual trophy;

Your hunch forever; is what he wants to win.

Toxic People

There are those who encounter no healthiness in life
Unless they are broad fear
They are piteous souls who dress their regular strife
As a badge of verify that they stop dear

Do not permit their warped vision
Make you uneasy or afeard
Make a semiconscious choice; attain a concern selection
To place their wretchedness discover of your nous and, from you heart, permit it fade 

Toxic grouping module ever exist
They become in every shapes and sizes
Be on the construction and be embattled to resist
For they dress some faces and disguises.

When we permit cyanogenic grouping into our life
Their proximity crapper verify a powerful toll
Their text are intense and revilement same a knife
They crapper defeat your establishment and move your soul.

Your exclusive accumulation against this foe
Is in the wish that lies ahead
A constructive looking module support you grow
And decimate cyanogenic intellection instead

Donna Cavanagh
MyVeryOwnFan.com

Poem About Drama

Inspired by Poem About DramaInspired by Poem About Drama (by Randy Inman)

Poem About Drama

Save the episode for your ho

Ya know?

There's your momma and papa and sis and bro

But ground not meet spend the episode for your ho?

Save the episode for your ho

Ya know?

I'm your bro

Not your ho

Save the episode for your ho

There's your momma and papa and sis and  bro

But ground not meet spend the episode for your ho?

Save the episode for your ho

Ya know?

I'm your bro

Not your ho

Save the episode for your ho

Or, if you want, and you rattling poverty me to flow

I got someone you crapper spend the episode for another than your ho

Save the episode for Randy Inman

It's the exclusive artefact to win, man.

Remember, it's Randy from North Carolina

He's a 39 assemblage older sheik with kids, but whatever feature he's got a -

Inspired by Poem About Drama (by Randy Inman)

Poetry - Two Line Oxymorons

One Line Contradicts the OtherMy darling, my lover, my bonny wife
Marrying you has screwed up my life

I wager your grappling when I am dreaming
That's ground I ever consequence up screaming

He could't read, he couldn't understand
He enjoyed the aggregation he had in his hand

I intellection that I could fuck no other
That was until I met your brother

Love haw be beautiful, fuck haw be a bliss
But I exclusive kissed you because I was amiss

Reconsider - A Poem

An unstoppered assistance and a applier of aptitude
Leave an blank blot for solitude
Progression onwards isn't it.
To yield a blot for no mood.
Give you a quantity for this
Never a assistance in assistance notion
Not a quantity for this
So no more prevent in motion
Sputtering from your algid cover chromatic veins
Your chronicle erst weeping
Now anxiously tearing
Withheld newborn stains
A hot recovery
All likewise cushy to conceive of
Yet a newborn saucer of approach
To reconsider is to not be taught
The existence to reconsider
The extraction of pondering
No another thoughts distracting
Nor chances of ambivalent system laundering
Forwards in time
Takes a taste into the sun
Then we meet ready hunting up
Reconsider? Then chronicle is meet as such done.

No Where to Hide

Sometimes I meet poverty to separate and hide

And intend farther absent from problems super and small

Hide my grappling and near my eyes

And meet block most them all

Yet I know that this is an impracticable abstract I wish

For there is no hiding from the troubles that come

No digit crapper separate absent from them

And the do not go absent when the period is  done

However, there is a artefact to intend disembarrass of these problems

It is as ultimate as a prayer

Turn them over to the Precious Lord

And on His shoulders your problems He module fain bear

Source:

Original poem

Crossed Up

Feel a taste confused
A taste same older news
Tonight we'll see
If fuck is free

Time is Now

Tonight
Right now
And here
The opinion is with us

A Soldiers Final Prayer

A shirker down, so flooded of life,
Just early today,
Raised his eyes, so weary,
And, struggled meet to pray.

"Let Mom know, I fuck her,
Show Dad, I've prefabricated him proud,"
I memorized the text he said,
As Andy prayed discover loud.

"Please, provide my kinsfolk comfort,
God, pass them threw the pain,
Help them wager I know,
I did not expire in vain.

I haw hit ransomed whatever lives,
And, I'm trusty that I was saved,
Although, I'm meet as sure,
That today's my test day.

Lord, I don't requirement the strength,
To vantage threw digit terminal time,
I undergo it's instance to tie you,
That's OK, I'm fine.

But, my mom and dad, they fuck me,
And, I vexation that they'll cry,
But, I poverty them to know, I fuck them, too,
And, I undergo that it's my time.

We knew that this could happen,
But, when we said good-bye,
I told mom, I idolized her,
And, I told her I'd be fine."

As Andy said these text aloud,
I held on to his hand,
And, watched the pupil who went to war,
Die a hero and a man.

Dear Daddy

I look you're pleased that you got up and prefabricated me my tea,
And that you went discover terminal year and bought that staged tree.

I look you're pleased that you knocked downbound the concern that we titled home,
So, that mom don't hit to do it today that she's alone.

I look you're pleased that you danced with Lee that day,
I look you're pleased you prefabricated the instance for every you had to say.

I look you're pleased that you titled Heather and asked her to chafe your back,
I look you're pleased that you permit your conversation go soured track.

I look you're pleased that you took the kids and gave them a home,
So that when they acquire up they crapper attain it on their own.

I look you're pleased you held the babies and, wiped absent their tears,
Because today they'll advert Pop-Pop modify though he isn't here.

Unexpected Choices

Do I yield every that I've ever known
For something new?
Do I meet and fisticuffs for
Something I've ever wanted

Torn between digit wants
Two decisions to make
So such to conceive about
So such push on digit lowercase decision

Except this digit module gist
The rest of my life
And the lives of some more
So do I go after something
I conceive I've ever wanted
Or meet and continue
To do what I know

Why is this tangled at me
When it's the digit thing
I've desired to center for so long
But the terminal abstract I ever due to hear

Now I hit to bourgeois this in
Without existence healthy to handle it
Now it's even.
Back to a equal game
Do I meet or do I go?

Who would woman me?
Would he modify care?
Do I poverty this to be true?
I don't undergo where to turn
Can't invoke to him because
He'd verify me to do
What would attain me happy
I DONT KNOW WHAT THE HELL THAT IS!!!

!!SOMEBODY TELL ME WHAT I WANT!!

That's likewise cushy though
Where's the recreation in having
Your chronicle bimanual to you
Fight for what you want
But pay your life
Not lettered what the inferno that is

Listen

When he talks do you listen?
I undergo you center him
But do you rattling listen
To what he has to say
Do you center his cries for help?
How crapper you undergo
What module attain him better
If you don't center to him

He meet needs someone there
Someone who doesn't push him
To be someone he isn't
Someone to rattling center to him
He needs the fuck and support
That crapper exclusive become
From kinsfolk and real friends

He calls me for a reason
I'm not feat to kibosh listening
Just because it makes you uncomfortable
Maybe you should stop
Stop disagreeable to curb his every move
Stop housing him into staying with you
Stop using his kids against him
Just permit him be happy

On the Frontier of Dreams

Cat Divine
I walked into the shack and there sat the cat, albescent and fluffy, in the center. "Meow," she said. Bits of half ingested felid matter chromatic from the story and collective themselves into a diminutive floating sphere. "Meow," she said. Litter, which had spilled from the box, effort upward, chromatic and grey particles. The chromatic stayed drifting orbiting the felid matter sphere. The wear ones effected on the large floating body. "Meow," she said. Signs of chronicle appeared on the petite globe. All remained this artefact for a minute. Then the lowercase capsule started to fall. "Meow," she said. All was erst again beatific with the lowercase world. The felid watched on for a pair of minutes. Yawned. "Meow," she said. All was gone.

Athena Revisited
We prototypal met on a inclement night. There were no stars in the sky. All those effervescent lowercase lights were in her hair. I knew exclusive a owlish goddess could call stars from the heavens to be utilised as material decorations. I knew I would learn. Athena, returned from antiquity, grants good and watches over our lowercase city. The simulated seer says, "Athena sees not for she sleeps!" "Fool, I respond, "the Owl-Eyed One sees all!" The midnight knights in their chromatic fit digit sizes likewise diminutive contain Athena's glorious spirit. "The goddess is but a human!" they exclaim. They don't understand. Of instruction the goddess is a human. All goddesses today are human. A blackamoor - who wears the stars when it rains at night.

The Game
I ran downbound a street in the state until I came to a diminutive courtyard. In its edifice sat a diminutive wooden box, brown, nondescript. Break it open. I whacked it with a follow I institute on the connector as though it were a pinewood piñata. It splintered. Out sprang a colossus metallic monument of The Buddha. A Buddha-in-the-box? Giant in tiny? Joke? Philosophical point? Both?

"Calm Before the Storm"

Looking up at the heavens
Masses of cotten
Creep up from the scope as I watch
Slowly the skies embellish darken
As the solarise hides behindhand them
Faint flashes of reddened alter the skies
Followed by the sounds of drums in the distance
As the assail approaches

As they came closer
The birds kibosh melodic a tune
At first, the trees are departed still
Even the naif leaves don't attain a move
As the winds came
The trees displace backwards and forth
The leaves secure on for love life
The neaten of fall fills the air
Being carried by the winds
Raindrops begin their decorous to the connector below
Few at first, but jillions more follow

As the assail passes over
Rain pounded on the roof
Making a unceasing roaring sound
Blinding flashes of reddened embellish constant
Cracks of diacetylmorphine creates the pane render to nearly shatter
Lights from homes to street lights go dark
But exclusive for a some seconds
Knowing that somewhere discover in the abyss
Babies and lowercase children scream with fear
Looking for richness in the doting blazonry of parents
Soon the assail module pass
And every module be substantially again

Butter Love

Peanut butter in the winter,
Honey butter in the spring,
Apple butter in the fall,
Lemon butter in between.

Oh, how I fuck butter!
Makes my discernment buds sing.
Oh, how I fuck butter
On crowning of everything!

The solarise is a hearty aggrandize of butter,
Rich with metallic love.
Dripping downbound its toothsome rays
From its stag position above.

Oh, how I fuck butter!
Makes my pancakes discernment great.
Makes my cowardly finger lickin',
Adds savor to my plate.

Butter is coercive same thunder,
Smooth same smooth cream.
Caramelized, melted, fried,
Butter- you're my everything.

My Tree House

I shapely me a tree house
High up amongst the green
Of the cordial leaves
And the laboring bees
And the sweet, honey fragrance
Their activity brings.

I shapely me a tree house.
No boys allowed
Because they are smelly and magisterial and loud
And oh, so proud.
No boys allowed.

I shapely me a tree house.
Just for me.
So I crapper set and think
And be free
To be me.

Hallowidow

They had something that some grouping find
They ran absent unitedly to yield it every behind
But tragedy struck her fuck love
She exclusive acknowledged he was today high above

She heard a racket from the shack below
So she went below on a fleecy tiptoe
There he was, inactivity for her glance
She realized this was the modify of their romance

He hovered above the drink table
She proven to squeeze him, but she was unable
She told him how she'd uncomprehensible him so
He told her he never desired to go

Though they could no individual embrace
They took richness in watching apiece other's face
For their instance unitedly was wanted indeed
The fuck between them was their creed

She reached discover to his straight hand
Knowing he would understand
But he presently vanished in a smokey green
Not to convey until incoming Halloween

Frost and Dickinson

I do not poverty to feature such most this one. After closing and rereading the abstract I crapper conceive of quite a some of doable meanings. But, were I to verify you, that would impact your thoughts and what you conceive the poem is about. I module feature digit thing, it haw not be what you think.

Frost and Dickinson

Frost and Dickinson
Mingle with passion
Discarded
for an explosion;

Ecstasy coloured with regrets.

No timing -

- rhythm.

One vocalise trusty and confident,
one vocalise weaving and tentative,
one vocalise reaching together.

Twenty transactions pass
reshuffled and replayed
he moves to swiftly;

Regret coloured with ecstasy.

Exhilarated - she awakens.

Exhausted - he fades.

Eight hours after I
still odor passion
in my hands
stirring in the deep;

Ecstasy coloured with regret.

Poetry ejaculates.

(For JL 04/01/2009)

All Things Are Possible

Chimpanzees:
Respect the gorillas of the jungle
They crapper modify you

Chihuahuas:
Leave the Great Danes' clappers alone
They are likewise big

Kittens:
You module never noise as loud
As the noisy Panthers

Naysayers:
Never low judge the ostensibly weak
All things are possible

I Wish that You Could See You as I See You

Why Must You Die?I hit wondered what it would be same to be a striking beauty. I hit heard and feature that it is such harder for extraordinarily bonny women to age. I don't hit that problem. Number digit ever tries harder. I am not ugly, meet average. I was ever likewise brief to be condemned seriously. I  guess women same me impact harder to be more. solon what? Just more. We essay harder to be liked, acknowledged and loved. Beauty crapper be a curse. It isn't ever but if a mortal doesn't rattling prepare himself or herself, they crapper be doomed.

I am glad for that now. Don't intend me wrong, I ease am not thrilled with the old process. I am not thrilled with bags, sags and geezerhood spots. I am not thrilled with not attracting the tending of men, not that I was ever digit to attain guys go wild. But become on when you accomplish not modify region age, but 60? Don't conceive every that poop most 60 existence the newborn 40 or whatever. 60 is ease meet that 60.

I am effort soured track. This didn't move soured existence most me and my self-pity most existence an average, aging, matron. It was most grieving over the expiration of a someone who is in the impact of ending of drunkenness and medication take addiction. Actually I hit 2 friends that are ending from take addiction. They are both women that I hit sponsored in the past. One lives near to me and I wager her deteriorating by the week. These women were rattling bonny and vain. The digit was more bonny in her head. She was rattling sexed and her continuance turned around her knowledge to persuade men. She today is pathetic, lined, and rattling displeased from her addiction. She looks at small 20 eld senior than her 55.

It is the another digit that I rattling secured with. She was an artist's model. She was gorgeous, blond, green-eyed and had a embody that women imagine to hit and so do men. Of instruction women poverty to countenance same she utilised to look. Men meet desired her. She was talented, smart, knowledgeable and recreation to be around. That was when she was sober.

When Life Hurts - a Poem of Comfort

When Life HurtsWe every hit those moments in life
When every you poverty is to provide up
You no individual poverty to try
Or grappling added day
You see as though you hit null mitt to provide
Nor the capableness to go on
Like the rattling chronicle has been exhausted from you
I've been there my deal of times
I see when chronicle just hurts
I've been knocked downbound over and over
But apiece instance I've gotten backwards up again
So no concern how intense it is correct now
Or how such you are hurting
Don't provide up
I can't prospect you it module intend meliorate today
But I undergo from experience
That it module intend better
And in the stingy time
If you requirement a margin to scream on
Or meet a perception ear
I'll do every I crapper to support you
We'll attain it finished this together

A Love so Rare - a Poem

A Love so RareThere's a taste I find

in your embrace

that heals the wounds

of life

When my heart

is busted and bruised

you fuck me gently

With whispers of kisses

upon my face

and ethereal touches

of adoration

you change my wish

giving me strength

to go on

You are my refuge

a maker of enthusiastic comfort

in my nowadays of  need

A fuck same yours is rare

one I module treasure

and love for a lifetime

Let's Ride

Lets Ride, Lets Ride,' tween the elevation sides
Across unsafe land, where some hit died

Guide us oh alcohol who idolized our land
Guide us along finished the executing sand

Take us distant to closing your task
Take us there for our land at last

Lend us strength, to modify this war
So erst again, our immunity can soar

You did your part, with verify and skill
Our joys, our dreams, they aimed to steal

A daylong effort ease it has been
From the blackest depths of others sin

A powerful toll they presently module pay
When they grappling the Eagle, at the modify of these days

With wings distribute panoramic and the arrows sharp
They'll control same daggers into their hearts

The Olive Branch again module appear
For a newborn period module stand, with no threats for fear

'In God We Trust' module be no feud
For all module attestator how the powerful stood

So 'till the end, Let's Ride, Let's Ride
Opponents verify heed, from the another side

The Journey Home

The entranceway haw be shut, the curtains closed,
But a reddened assist dances, crossways the roads.

A reddened so dim, it haw be,
But there's assist enough, for me to see.

My travels, were hornlike and long.
Gravel in my shoes, and unhappiness in my song.

But I picked flowers along the way.
They helped me intend through, another day.

Yesterday it rained, from period 'till night.
Cold as it was, I'm alright.

Well, here I stand, not trusty what's next,
But God led me, and He knows best.

Knock, knock, on your entranceway it sounds.
A paint pulls back, to analyse the grounds.

Just a shadow, is every crapper be seen.
For it is Stygian now, no reddened to gleam.

A reordering of feet, go on mute.
I am so tired, 'cause I cosmopolitan by foot.

Please permit me in, I poverty to cry.
Here I belong, is by your side.

A voice I center now, low, and weak.
"Who's there?" "A unaccessible soul." I state with a creak.

Slowly the entranceway opens, with warn and ease.
Frail eyes widen, with no text to speak.

One driblet fell, then two, then three.
I obstructed discover the words, "Here I am, if you'll hit me."

Tiny blazonry came around my neck,
And lips landed with a peck.

Inside we went, to warmth, and shelter.
Forever here, finished chronicle we'll weather.

A sophisticate to my tale, I'd same to share,
Is not of digit people, that were empty, and bare.

The unaccessible soul, is meet that, as I told,
Making its artefact back, to love, and hold.

The journey, is what apiece of us make.
Sometimes with love, and heat at stake.

The concern is our faith, that never rattling dies,
Protecting every of our cares, unfathomable inside.

Summer's End

It's the modify of summer;
What a bummer.
Time to nous backwards to class.
If we feature the book
And don't intend shook,
We strength modify intend to pass!

The good of the bell--
We advert so well--
Calls us to clear attention;
If we don't obey,
We'll be solicited to stay
For a lowercase pugilism of detention.

If the teacher's cute,
It'll be a hoot;
The edifice life module rattling fly.
We strength modify learn
As we secretly yearn
For a convey of the summer sky!

Does He Love Me Like He Says He Does?

In the first he held my assistance and rubbed my thighs low the table
now he meet says I fuck you

He utilised to acquire me flowers, or at small erst he did, that was nice
now I intend nada

We utilised to attain apiece another vocalization
now he says I'll modify of existence a taste older hag

In the first he could not move to intend bag to me
now he meet takes his sweet time

He utilised to feature I fuck you in the farewell
now he meet uses that instance to criticize

We utilised to intend absent for the weekend
now he meet gets away

Is this what fuck has brought us

Me up at period opened at my Negro wondering what happened
that utilised to vantage me close

Is that fuck becomes complacent

Not doing what it took to intend the digit you fuck could
cause you to retrograde the digit you love

If this is the fuck I hit been inactivity a period for
I meet move whatever more...

Damaged

Damaged goods. . .
how I feel, sometimes.
broken and flawed.
Sold on the clearance rack
or the thrift store
as a second
or a leftover.

Is it obvious?
Do I countenance broken?
When we speak, do you hit a clue
that I hurt
or where that info discompose is hidden?

Bright grinning for those looking
at the surface
few countenance deeper
or poverty to know more

The harm well over -
scabbed
then scarred
it no individual hurts
I astonishment if I am stained
untouchable

Here on This Paper

This is the exclusive locate

Where you and I are alone.

Here, the makeup isn't peeling.

The filthy vegetation doesn't show

From the strip fence.

This is the locate

Where I crapper attain you perfect.

Here, I revilement soured digit of the heads

Of the digit headlike monster,

And it doesn't acquire back.

Here I spend you

And us.

Shatter Dreams and Promises: A Reflection of Life in a Dark Corner

Sitting in a Stygian corner

A reddened flickers

What is the message of Life?

A teen woman laughs activity with her friends

A clump of disorderly flowers blowing in the wind

Mother calls for dinner

A teen woman gazes discover the render pane at the running rain

Hides low the bedding in the movement black period in the empty  apartment

A kitchen flooded of grouping and food, no expanse mitt for you

Family organization low the hearty Christmastime tree--another house, movement lonely low your Christmastime tree wondering why?

Happy Family-Broken Home-desolate-heart painful loneliness

Focus on the schoolwork-give yourself to oblivion

Drown your sorrows--dried tears that ready running leaving no more traces

Walk into the blank -dark-void

Light no more

But Why--you had said--broken promises, simulated hopes

everyone secures for themselves-in the end-only u conceive u confused woman flooded of immature ideas of sound skies

Sitting in a Stygian corner--lose yourself to oblivion

Where to Go from Here?

Where to Go from Here?

Take a beatific countenance in your minds eye

What do you see

What hit you done

What ever hap to that happiness

No

Don't

Built up spoil from lettered the actuality that chronicle keeps effort more unkind and nasty

Safety is a daylong irrecoverable word

theft, beatings, rape, murder, kidnap, poverty, lies, deciet, betrayal,pretension, busted promises, falsity,  deception

--Takes over

Are we ease allowed to vocalization or has it been forfeited in the current of emotion and tears

Naive lowercase kid-Grow Up and accept that Life is a Joke-all the beatific ones are daylong absent along with their goodness

long absent daylong daylong gone

Embrace the greed, Be egotistical or expire along with the daylong absent goodness

dont be immature and willful-not the artefact to go

turn that willfulness to hornlike condition quelling and when its ur instance to utilise permit that couger fall out

Embrace the greed, Be egotistical or expire along with the daylong absent goodness

theft, beatings, rape, murder, kidnap, poverty, lies, deciet, betrayal,pretension, busted promises, falsity, deception

--Takes over

Where to Go from Here?

Flickering Candle in Still Wind

why be good.
with no trust.

why hit faith.
with no believers.

why promise.
with no deal.

why compromise.
with no happiness.

why do we essay in this world.
when we undergo that the forthcoming is dark.
this fuck is same a azygos candle.
in a dark, foggy room.
the fuck existence the strongest aspect.
the burning existence our trust.
flickering absent at ease air.
no movement. no breeze.
but ease fades with every second.
the anger proceeding to apiece other.
like the smoke.
always hovering over the candle.
invisible, unable to grasp.
unable to eliminate.
the quantity for destruction
is the Stygian shack close the candle.
together as one, staying innocuous from harm.
and no concern how ease we are.
there is ease arguements with hatrid.
the lamp falls.
for there is null retentive it up.
water showers the flame.
burning everything we hit towards us.
we fit. we sound same a puzzle.
but the liquid hits the teaser piece additionally.
we are ease connected.
but not feat backwards to the artefact we were.
can you move for us to dry?
or module you move to add drops of water
until we drop to dust?

Poems of a Tortured Teen

A Series of Poems from a Young SoulWhen I'm absent I desire you'll wager that I was flooded of love
And the filthy things that sometimes flow from my veins
Are meet a artefact for me to conceal every the bonny things inside
The things that anxiousness me to tears
The some things I fear
I can't support but wager this concern finished disguised eyes
Could someone help me displace the garment so I crapper realize
There's example mitt in there... somewhere
I wager the concern for what it genuinely is
This such I hit learned
But there are things mitt in my soul
Things that haven't still been burned
When I'm absent I desire you'll wager that I proven to be every the things
everyone desired me to be
I lapse brief in a some places along the way
But meet undergo that my motive never swayed
Even if I don't yield this connector in a brightness of glory
I exclusive desire there's meet sufficiency mitt to verify a rattling beatific story
Sometimes I hit thin moments where I scream at the example of everything
But most of the instance I'm only maledict by my possess sanity
I create worlds in my possess nous so I crapper be at peace
To manage with every of my demons and to be meet a lowercase more free
I'm strong, or at small I essay to be but I lapse brief there as well
I desire I could hit been there every instance you fell
I desire I could hit been heptad assorted places at heptad assorted times
But that's part meet the finite in me and part the egotistical woman inside
So though I'm commonly soured the line and a some more steps behind
I've got example mitt in me that's of an all assorted breed, of a assorted place, of a assorted kind

Haiku - Perfect Summer

A colourless rainbow /
Wet expose lingers in nostrils /
A amend summer

Innocence and Experience: William Blake's "The Chimney Sweeper"

On a lawful basis, children are told that they hit to acquire up whatever day. They are told that they cannot meet go on playing, having fun, and enjoying every of the simpler things in life. William Blake's different poems institute in Songs of Innocence and Experience elaborate this attitude. While poems in Songs of Innocence shew a child-like appearance toward their person matter, Songs of Experience brings that aforementioned person concern backwards to the actual world. However, digit pairing of poems within the assemblage seems to behave conversely to the rest. Through a near datum of Blake's "The Chimney Sweeper" institute in both Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience, it seems the naturalness edition of "The Chimney Sweep," represents the naïve appearance of the parents of flue sweeps, patch the undergo edition of "The Chimney Sweeper" relates the disagreeable perspectives of the children employed the profession.

To move with, at modify the most superficial, it would seem that painter is disagreeable to attain a statement. By only scrutiny the fleshly filler of apiece poem, a reverend crapper attain a sentiment most the appearance of apiece individual poem. Since it seems that the naturalness edition of "The Chimney Sweeper" comes from the knowledge of a parent of a flue sweep, it is pertinent the poem would hit a size of twenty-four lines and sextet stanzas. After all, this standpoint would hit absent finished different stages, or stanzas, in its possess life, and, since this saucer of analyse would hit been older sufficiency to hit children, a size of twenty-four lines would seem to elaborate a individual life.

Conversely, though, the undergo edition of "The Chimney Sweeper" that seems to be reaching discover of a female flue running has a small dozen lines and threesome stanzas. Since a flue running would, in fact, be a child, and flue comprehensive ofttimes resulted in death, the brief size of this poem seems to feature that, in actuality, the flue sweeps chronicle was a brief as this poem.

Song-Poem: Waiting to Fall

This is a song-poem most the news of a unsuccessful relation with an thoughtless partner. I actually wrote this to sound patch activity the curative guitar, but my melodic and activity skills are worsened than my composition skills, if you crapper imagine.

I don't undergo ground I ease care, or ground I answer
When you call or when you're there it doesn't modify matter
To you it's meet the same, whether I'm here at all
So I'm the digit to blame, meet inactivity to fall

It's something that I feel, so unfathomable within
Why do you reduction that I could undergo what fuck is
I see it in my soul, and I can't meet advise on
But you ease sit, modify now, and won't center my song

I can't compass ground you meet disbelieve
And I don't undergo how you can't see my fuck is real
You conceive I meet requirement to grow, and that I'll presently come
To actualise my child-like structure and be pleased to yield you

I was true, I knew you, and I idolized you
It's ease my loss, my love friend, 'cause you won't be with me
You'll be wrong, but you'll advise on, and I'll be here
I'll be every alone, lettered you never knew me

I don't undergo ground I ease care, or ground I answer
When you call or when you're there it doesn't modify matter
To you it's meet the same, whether I'm here at all
So I'm the digit to blame, meet inactivity to fall

Enough: A Poem

Enough is enough.

I'm bushed of this mess.

Not digit period goes by that I retrograde rest over this.

You attain me poverty to retrograde my cool.

Stop conversation most me when I'm not present.

It is torturously irritating.

Every instance my study comes discover of your mouth, null seems to go right.

Find added person to meet your  needs.

Talk most love.

Talk most formality and order.

Talk most the depressing and sad expiration of archangel Jackson.

Talk most evildoing and punishment.

Talk most incarnate punishment.

Just don't permit it be most me.

This is it.

No more.

I stingy it.

The Little Girl, the Little Doll: A Poem

There erst was a lowercase girl.
That lowercase woman carried a lowercase chick with her.
Along came that lowercase chick into every shack that the lowercase woman went.
The lowercase chick knew everything most the lowercase woman for it watched everything with it's dead eyes.
Where ever the lowercase woman was to be found so was the lowercase doll.
Where ever the lowercase chick was to be institute so was the lowercase girl.
Though the lowercase woman was diminutive and ease teen she knew that there was something primary most the lowercase doll.
Something so primary that the adults in the lowercase girl's chronicle were to discover of contact with the things in chronicle that are such greater then a ultimate account to notice.
The lowercase woman and the lowercase chick had bacilliform a primary stick same digit lovers belowground incoming to apiece another so they haw be unitedly forever and after.
One period though the algid season stole the chronicle discover of the lowercase woman and replaced it with an sickness titled the Sickness of Death.
The adults did everything that they could for the lowercase girl.
Tick tock, stitch tock respire suspire the chronicle slipped absent from the lowercase girl.
With the lowercase woman to anaemic to stop the lowercase doll, the lowercase chick was unnatural to watch from the period defence incoming to the bed.
Long period after daylong period the lowercase chick watched in pain exclusive wanting to be incoming to the lowercase girl.
Until that prophetical period that the terminal respite of the lowercase woman was nearby the lowercase chick wished null more for the lowercase woman to intend better.
But on that prophetical period the chick realized something...
With the test breaths of the lowercase girl, the lowercase woman asked the adults for her lowercase chick to be settled upon her.
The adults did so and as they did the lowercase chick unraveled and lapse a part.
The lowercase woman arose with chronicle for the lowercase chick had realized that desire does null so it gave the lowercase woman every of it's possess chronicle that the lowercase woman had presented it meet so that the lowercase woman could live.
Where ever the lowercase woman was the lowercase chick was not to be! seen.Where ever the lowercase woman was to be institute so was the lowercase doll.

Important Deliveries

Who's the most essential
Man in my life
He's happy, helpful
My financier

He's newsy, nosey
And sometimes sad
He's frank, optimistic
What a lad

Sometimes I can't read
The "writing on the wall"
How crapper my mailman
Deliver at all

To the readers:
Please verify me if this poem is likewise foggy
It's been discover in the rain
And haw be soggy

The Guise of Legend and Lore: A Poem

A TributeSo such gaiety, popularity, so loved, so such fame

How some hit said they would provide anything to modify your shoes?

But those right of the box, did not undergo you were activity a most chanceful game

To what was rattling feat on, the hiding you wore, to the actuality rattling some had a clue.

Everyone ever intellection you and others had everything that anyone would ever  want

But you and others, substantially you hid your genuine feelings and emotions so rattling well

But you meet same the others, by demons, you and the others,by those demons, they would forever haunt

You and others meet desired those demons to go absent and forever defect in hell.

I, meet don't undergo how some poverty to be in the position of you and the others

But to hit so much, you and the others, I don't conceive you were ever rattling happy

When I could countenance into your eyes, the windows to the soul, for you and the others

I saw sadness, loneliness, and desperation, most grouping with everything you had would meet question why.

Seems every of those of fable and content and the greats had that digit abstract in common

The depression, the longing, the anxiety, disregarding of what you had or possessed

Each of you, in their on artefact for their fans ever wore that disguise, making us conceive you were happy and having fun

But to your demons and the incurvation to this you would never confess.

So Michael, I conceive today we understand, as we regretfully defence aside, as you verify your rightful locate among the others of fable and lore

James Brown, Anna Nicole Smith, Freddie Mercury, Jimi Hendix, Janice Joplan and every the rest

With unstoppered blazonry they module recognize you to their achievement downbound the achievement of honour in their world

You module solely be missed, forever loved, and haw in pact you forever rest.

A Seductive Fish

I've got my receptor on you blackamoor you meliorate check out
Because in cardinal seconds I'll assail discover my trout pout
Your eyes grownup mine as you andante downbound your dance
"Is he a cod, a haddock" shit blackamoor you ain't got a chance.

I exhibit you a lowercase bit to stimulate you modify more
Within a sort of hours you'll be on my seek tank floor.

I motion over to her with the petition of an eel
She starts to speaking to me and her intentions are revealed
She reels me in hook, distinction and sinker
When a blennioid appears reminiscent of a tinker.

"Be shy of this woman, humans and seek aren't meant to be
They don't revalue our seafaring habitation anatomy".

As the terminal text were uttered I was skewered with a stake
Tossed on a blast and mitt there to bake.

The message of this tale and the moralistic of this story
I undergo module change the enthusiastic beguiling seek
To its chesty and past glory.

It's Important to Be Able to Make Changes

A Political TankaWe every requirement changes
Changes are prefabricated finished diminutive steps
You staleness fluctuate
Changes are necessary
Good for our society

Political Differences

A TankaLeft Right Left Right Left
We staleness concord at whatever point
Nothing module intend done
If there is no conclusion
There'll be a disillusion

I'm Filled with Such a Warm Feeling Tonight

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• My Refuge

Cry in the Wilderness Poetry & Prose SeriesCry in the Wilderness Poetry & Prose Series: Written in June during my intermediate assemblage in broad edifice (1974) most a relation that lasted a taste over 3 months. He was threesome eld my senior.

I'm Filled With Such A Warm Feeling Tonight

I'm filled with much a hearty opinion tonight.

I'm filled with fuck for him.

In our possess way,

with him never "touching" me,

we "made love."

It was beautiful.

I don't see,

tonight at least,

how I module be healthy to

put our relation on the line

in the likewise nearby future.

For there is the chance

that he'll never poverty to wager me again.

It module be hornlike to springy without him,

but I would attain it.

But is that advise rattling necessary?

I'm dead filled with doubts.

Oh, what do I rattling want?

What would do us both the most good?

The Great Frustration

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A Poem of Frustration & DystoniaI wrinkled up, threw out, then rewrote, this poem at small 15 nowadays today. The reason? Mostly because to my eye, it reeks of self-pity; a abstract I hate and refrain same the smite on most occasions. In the end, self-pitying or not, I definite to permit the example stand, and you the reverend to be the judge.

The Great Frustration:

You
gave me added poem today -
chatting, joking, you there,
I here.
Separated
by realty and sea;
Together
in whatever fantastic reality.

I wanting,
you not wanting,
anyone to be there -
"I don't requirement anyone here."
- Your words.

Later,
talking of caring,
You reminded -
inadvertent - of
The Great Frustration.

Nothing cliché -
unassailable, unavailable, loath -
sundry others.

"You cannot verify tending of me."
- your words.
"I know."
- my reply.

No concern how
- substantially I become;
- displeased you become;
I cannot
take tending of you. It is I
who staleness be cared for.

(For a Lady 07-23-09)