historyI _AM_ trying! But... I realise...gigglethe pointLet's be honest...yet another... perhaps, perhaps, perhaps...Devious Progresswounded is not dead
HomemakerI build homes That bear no wallsMore than just shelter But a place to healI am the shouldersStrong enoughTo carry your loadArms always open To comfort Ears always readyTo hear of your woesHands that are meant To wipe away tearsLips that tell truthsYou needed to hearAnd some you would Rather they didn'tThe sanctuaryTo unburden your soulNo one is everTurned awayLong, long after you leaveI will always be here to provideFor needs you were not aware That you neededIf onlyYou will allow meI ask for nothing backIn returnHereYou will always Be welcome
Values"Republicans promote Christian family values; Democrats do not believe in God""Oh. And here I thought that Republicans cheated on their wives with men; Democrats with other women."
Q and A"Do you wear that star as a sign of the Devil?""The Devil made the stars?""I like that circle necklace you wear.""It's the moon.""Oh.""Why do you seem to promote witchcraft?""Why do you wear a murder weapon on your neck?"
grieveas the sharp stabbecomes a dull achewe sometimes mournthe act of healing
VacancyWandering hallsIn my house of dreamsNever used items laying dormantBoxes stacked Reach toward the ceilingNot sure if the are coming or goingBooks piled up Near shelves never hungAn empty bed No one has slept inLimp lace panels Blow in a breezeComing from the open door No one will walk throughShadows dance Upon the wallsMocking the life never lived hereSmall black cat Curled up on the porchA place at the table Set for one
lostHomeis where you arewhere are you?
no fearShe lets them pick the flowers;then teaches them their useTelling them tales of faeries and elves,and customs thought long deadChildren are not afraid of witches,but their mothers are...
Nebraska skiesLaughterTears andBabies bornPlaying tag out in the yardFightingSex andSunday brunchWhispers in the darkHolidays Thunderstorms andDreams of what might beGhosts wander under clear blue skies.
hope risesBrittle grass, cold windI shiver, but I'm not aloneEarly stage of a waning moonWatchesAs I lift my hand up toward the skyMy palm begins to tinglePhantom fingers twine with mineI am not sure if I have ever heldOr even know this handBut it fits perfectly with mine
TornOne pulls this wayAnother thatI wonder if it will tearI make reference to your heartOr maybe your mind
The NamelessThe nameless oneThat prowls my dreamsAt times, appearing while awakeWith touch that leaves me longingA presence that makes me shyMy heart overflowing with guiltFor a face I love and know so well
Beautiful and the damnedThe beautiful and the dammedSelfish and full of needNo interest in anyOther than themselvesClichéd and full of greedLook at me, look at me, look at me.Glib and flippantPlayacting at lifeReckless ignorance on displaySkim a pageComment with triteToo shallow to grasp deeper meaningTalent hidden in their midstMingling with the trashLegitimate pain lay outAs a voyeurs feastAngst served for dessert.
Pied PiperLike a modern day Pied PiperHypnotically they follow youIn their addictionFor just a little bit moreTimeAttentionAffectionLove
-Untitled-Laugh and play and dance near the poolWith a smile that can’t reach my eyesWith one false stepWe’re in over our headsAnd still you continue on...Not waving, but drowning...You fool…Nobody gets itLife is not linear
silken webFingers weave webs of magicLips incant their spellsI am ensnaredWithin golden eyes that watch me moveHands that trace my skinBringing me to rest upon a planeMy heart has never been
Invisible hurtsAloneIn a crowded roomI can disappearFew would noticeThe holeIn my chestIs only obvious To meBright smileGiddy chatterPerfectTo hide behind
TransitionsMisfortune outsideIn the grass I breathe againMy owls’ window talk
Cu FaoilAwaken the sense of mystery, possibility, and compassionLong hidden behind a shield of cold and indifferenceMarching to face this brave new worldWith weapons of hope and loveLooking deep for the courage to fight a new fightMy soul releases its battle cryAs I charge towards the treasures of my heart.
Sta.sh
