Tuesday, May 17, 2011

for Karen



We all touch each other, some never notice
Others change profoundly forevermore and it can not be ignored

Love is love, you give abundantly - and it makes a difference!
You have shared yourself and all that means the most to you.

I thank you as well, for I will never be the same again...

Friday, May 13, 2011

Handle with Care

Memories Unvailed



Innocence is stolen so often by the sick fucks out there of the world;
not caring what they do to children, so long as their need is satisfied.
Youthful eyes and supple skin has no business in the hands of evil doers.

Cries in the night are never heard with the soft touch of the sly manipulator; make you think you like it and you do, until the day comes when your head is speaking and your heart is somewhere else. Wash away the busy brain with quiet earth, God, and all his Angels standing by.

Tell me how to have a big girl affair with this little girl heart, all broken in pieces; and tell the little boy that says no but means yes, with shame and guilt, it's not his fault. Rage and hurt abide within this body, buried deep, it rarely surfaces anymore, but healing still needs to occur.

Great Spirit, show me the way inside, they prayed.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

morning wakeup


sunrise and birds singing outside my window
the sleep not trying to leave my body
i take myself to the living room, my morning space
and climb into a blanket then onto this tiny laptop
it awaits my fingertips and i realize there is no creamer
coffee will have to wait this day until i arrive to work
wakefulness doesn't come easy without the black substance
in my favorite world convention cup that's just the right size
for my hand

Monday, May 9, 2011

Reality or Paranoia



I said “no I can’t live this way”, and yes I love you.

Weed smells sweet on the front porch in the middle of the night. I don’t like being left to play detective when all you have to do is be truthful. Honesty – fearful though it may be IS the best defense, especially with someone you love. Will you really expect me to support your habits and leave myself to wither? I’ve grown too much to close my eyes and block my ears to your lying. It feels so awful when you do that; can you see it on my face?