I have put on too many faces
Guises to fool everyone on the outside
I’ve got a costume for every demeanor
However I feel when the wind shifts direction
When the charade ends I draw the curtain
Stumble back into the solitude I know for certain
The only thing that ensures my serenity
Too many say they know the real me
But in reality, none of them know a thing
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Poetry Corner – “Receive/Give”
“Receive/Give”
He presents a present–a contradiction!
What shall we think of thoughtful gesture?
And she pleaded for nothing, bemused reception;
The meaning of this–shall we find our scope?
Underneath the glass lurks from your vantage
View however you see it–torn by warring sentiments;
So rare an object should not be wasted
On a companion of little worth–
Ah, but this is not of weight, of consequence!
Merely left over, something he happened to have–
Can’t you see friends, it is hardly more than trifle!
Do not raise your hopes, he’d soon give it to a stranger;
And that she assures herself with the reaction
That she should not lack in generosity.
‘Tis the season for such demonstration,
So she shall partake in the mimicry, fretting
That her offering will suffer ridicule in his regard
And fear that she is making a tower out of a toothpick house.
Poetry Corner – “If You Go”
“If You Go”
If you go
I’ll let you fly
Won’t stand in the way
Because you were never mine
If you go
I might cry
But when you glance at me
Mirth will shine in my eyes
Who has time to be lonely?
To lament
On time spent
I’d rather live
If you go
I’ll pack your socks
To calm the chaos
Ensure nothing’s lost
If you go
I’ll wish you well
Because you’ll be precious
No matter where you dwell
Why make a wish on a star?
They twinkle there
Without a care
I’d rather live
Poetry Corner – “They Were Babies”
No one can take glory in the death of a child.
I have an eight-year-old brother and a three-year-old goddaughter, and I, like countless others in this world, was horrified to hear about what happened at Sandy Hook Elementary. As the caregiver of a child at one time, I cannot imagine what it would have been like to fear that your precious child was murdered. I can’t imagine what it would have been like to have been told the horrifying news. I can’t imagine what it would have been like for the law enforcement personnel to have to care for those sweet little children and the brave adults who tried to preserve them postmortem. I can only hope tragedies like this can be prevented in a lasting manner so no more parents have to bury their little ones.
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“They Were Babies”
For the ones we lost and the ones we have
Grief hangs heavy, a pall in the cold
Questions rend the air with nowhere to land
The cherished ones can offer no insight
Because their worldview was awash in purity
They were babies, so they will never know
The coroner gives his remarks, thick with emotion
No one can quite bear the sight
Of little ones marred in senselessness
What they could have been haunts the macrocosm
They were babies, so we will never know
Teddy bears sit in vigil, dolls pose disconsolately
Parents stare at the places they occupied
Hearing the phantom echo of their laughs down the hall
Wondering how the next generation would have emerged
They were babies, so they will never know
He curls into me, wanting security
If ever came that moment
I stood between him and Death I would fight
So that he would walk in my stead
He is a baby, but not forever I hope
She tugs on my sleeve, wanting a story
I assure her the monsters are gone
And yet, they are out there and I have fibbed
So she could walk in sunshine and not fear
Because she is a baby, and I never, ever want her to know
Poetry Corner – “I’ll Go As Myself”
“I’ll Go As Myself”
Costume party everyday
Let’s see who’s worse for the wear
Hell on the arches and wrinkles on the skin
Wearing short skirts like a dare
So let’s face it, we don’t know who we are
When we’re being told everything by someone else
Forget what they say, I’ll go as myself
Poetry Corner – “War”
“war”
all the soldiers in a line
marching down in time
all the soldiers in a line
marching down in time
donning the armor
sent to fight this skirmish
can’t shake the fervor
inside I don’t want this
tang of powder in the air
blades stained in red
deep down, worse for the wear
wish I had peace instead
but no matter your intention, what you feel at the core
everything gets skewed in the heat of war
all the soldiers in a line
halting on a dime
all the soldiers in a line
halting on a dime
they threw the first grenade
is what history will say
maybe the rift was an even trade
and began in a different way
no one was careful, slinging mud
planting spies to ascertain the signs
no one saw the error till the damage was done
even if you start clear on what you’re fighting for
everything gets skewed in the heat of war
glory to those who partake
and have the victory to celebrate
you’re mama’s soldier, daddy’s little marine
be all you can be till your knuckles are bloody
repeat the slogan till it’s a litany
fight till it’s hard to breathe
now we arrive back at home
alliances deeply torn
in the fading smoke
new resentments born
blinded by the haze
the worst of nature will rise
in those uncertain days
even if you take no heed of the fighting lore
everything gets skewed in the heat of war
Poetry Corner – “Fortress”
“Fortress”
I let you in, I let you
in, let you in, I let you
take over me like I was
easily deceived, had no
control, like you stole
all my common sense
and you, sir, you were
not common, or maybe
you had me fooled
you came with your arms
and strategy, leaving me
to fumble over my defenses
didn’t see it coming
left such a mess when
you stormed the fortress
I let you in, I let you
in, let you in, I let you
lead the way to parts
unknown, had the sway
of novelty, all I knew
was you and me for certainly
or so I perceived in my
haze, a loathed daze
thought that I’d been schooled
you came like a guide,
a fun ride for me, but it’s
too quickly over
wish the future I knew
threw everything askew
when you stormed the fortress
the foundation is crumbling
like a heart stumbling over
the sound of your voice
but it’s not the words that I
want to hear or affection
I hold dear, it’s assault
but who’s to blame?
it’s all my fault because
I let you in, I let you
in, let you in, I let you
I let you in, I let you
in, let you in, I let you
Poetry Corner – “The Upside of Goodbye”
“The Upside of Goodbye”
I said time was up
On our two-year soiree
Because it seemed like
Your mind went astray
Seeing you gone
Brings a tear to my eye
So the king size
Is all mine
So welcome to the upside of goodbye
You called me up
Just to whine in my ear
About your loneliness
And how you wish I was here
The happy face in my mirror
Now doesn’t lie
And the good wine
Is all mine
This is the upside of goodbye
Poetry Corner – “Booty Queen”
“Booty Queen”
She’s gotta a pair of jeans
Size five
That she knows she’s gotta
Suck it in
So she can fit in them
It’s one of those nights
When the freaks
Come out
And she’s gonna be dressed to get her freak on
She stands in line
With the other girls
Cocking a hip so the guys can see
Giving them a sight
They can have in their dreams
And you know
They’re gonna want the same thing
When they look at me
I know I’ve got a lotta sass
And I’ll go out to shake my ass
Whenever I feel the need
I’m not gonna be your booty queen
She’s got that rhythm
With the dance beat
She knows she’s got you by the balls
Down on your knees
Begging please
For a striptease in the VIP
Or maybe in a hotel room
If it gets that dirty
She puts on her lip gloss
Knowing all the others are in envy
Of her enticing physique
Yeah, she thinks it’s tough to beat
But I have to entreat
That when you look at me
You won’t want the same thing
I know I’ve got a lotta sass
And I’ll go out to shake my ass
Whenever I feel the need
I decide when that will be, will be
All hail
To the booty queen
She can shake it like a washing machine
So fresh and so clean, so clean
The booty queen
All hail
Poetry Corner – “Remember When”
“Remember When”
I can still hear even in the back of my mind at night
The bees buzzing in the flowering trees of the spring
With the light sweetness in the air, oh right there
I can almost forget that the earth even moves
Beside you, the world can stand completely still
Back then
Remember when
Things used to be simple
Before the end
Remember when
When we lived and loved and didn’t let
Life get us down
I can still hear your laugh haunting me in a dream
The smell of your freshly washed hair in the wind
In the gold of the setting sun, you and I were one
It seems that time stopped in its winged chariot, just for a moment
Back then
Remember when
Things made some sense
Before the end
Remember when laughed and cried and didn’t let
Life turn us ’round
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