These works are translated by a creative, young girl whose growth was interrupted. The gravity of her pain is buried very deep. This page is an effort to rescue her expressing as God allows, her thoughts as they unfold. Now as she peers through the lens of a woman, she endeavors to free herself. As she taps into those hidden places, a true poet is sure to emerge. I hope as you read, you too will unearth some things inside yourself and with her, continue to grow.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
I'm In Love, But..
I ask not for love in return
This is a high order
Not everyone is marked for this
At least not with me
I'm in love, yes
But I'm settling for less
In an attempt to obtain
What matters to me most
Intimacy far greater
Friendship everlasting
Affection is inconsistent, fleeting
Wreaks havoc on the passion
I promise I was not looking for this
It jumped right up and yoked me
Though I labor diligently
To bridle my heart
It fiercely rebels
And defies me
I'm in love, but
The price is so costly
Without thought
Put it all on the line
Bearing my soul to another
Of a truth, cuts so deep every time
I patch up the holes and keep standing
This battle does not end the war
I'm in love, but
It cannot defeat me
Or these wounds remain open
Evermore...
Saturday, August 14, 2010
All That You See Is Me


I like to express myself in diverse manners
Speak different languages
Explore new terms and phrases
But every time I speak
Every thought that I share
Is uniquely my own
I am no carbon copy
Original with intent
The "same old" tends to bore me
Not a fan of the mundane
I like to flirt with seeming insane
Take my thought life to the edge
Why bother being creative
To write the same songs in different keys
Tell the same story, use the same theme?
Yes, I prefer to take different approaches
Sample new flavors
Switch up the melodies
The sky is not always the same hue
Not even my skin the same shade
Though my eyes are the size they were at birth
They don't always see the same
Life and love is hidden in diversity
The splendor of which I cherish
The purpose for our creative power
Is to play skillfully with all the elements
Every single paint stroke varies
Our skyline changes daily
Adding many shapes and textures
Makes it more interesting
Like panels on the wall
Color schemes transform a room
To emphasize my character
My mood puts on its costume
Why else would HE provide such an array
Varied personalities, multiple ways to say
I love you, I like, or I do not prefer
I'm not straight off the rack
I'm THEE designer's original
If it's okay for the seasons to change
Then why must I be the same?
When the leaves fall off
Is it not still a tree?
No matter what the genre
Is it not still music?
When the leaves fall off
Is it not still a tree?
No matter what the genre
Is it not still music?
Not placed within a box, but
Tailored to be free, yet ALWAYS, always ME
Friday, August 6, 2010
Just Once, and Then, Again
I love you
I just want to kiss you because life is too short
Just once, and then, again
I long to hold and caress you and squeeze you tight
Memorize every cut of your sculpted frame
Look into your eyes and study your smile
Share some laughs, just you and I; Or even cry with you
Just once, and then, again..
Walk with you hand in hand to breezy shores, barefoot
Just once
Leave passionate prints in the sand with you
Just once
Stay up all night just chatting with you
Just once
Prepare my favorite dish for you
Just. Once.
What it would mean to me if I could, alone
Have all your attention
Just once
Get lost with you
And not rush to find our way
Just once
Play along the earth's landscape
Near the clearest blue waters
Just once
Before the day that I die I hope
To see the world through your eyes
Just. Once. (Pause)... (Sigh)..
I love you
I just want to kiss you because life is too short
Just once, and then, again and again, and. again.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
My Love Affair with Music
Vector Image by Gabriella Fabbri
Penetrates my soul so deeply,
Inducing fits of pleasure in all my senses;
Tremors flowing from my brain to the tips of my toes
Brings supernatural healing to all my woes
With peculiar sounds and keys
Sharps, flats, and high g's
Profound basslines, sweet melodies
A rush of winds, brass, and tambourines
There is no time while the music plays
While the iPod sings, my energy stays
Where the treble increases, and stresses stray
And all physical anguish is washed away
Eyes closed, head back, I'm so relaxed
Heart beats in synch, and flows with the tempo
Humming along, or softly singing, then
Falling silent under the spell of the sax
I'm aptly drawn to great compositions
Ascending chords, and smooth transitions
Clever arrangements and chord progressions
I proudly confess, it's my greatest obsession
So rewarding, a song in tune
Sweet as the nectar produced in June
Hypnotizes, as it mesmerizes
A powerful sedative that tranquilizes
Enhanced with vocals in perfect timing
And perfect pitch, the lyrics rhyming
Yes indeed, my favorite pastime
With enormous impact that lasts a lifetime
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