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The Pledge
I pledge allegiance to the flag,
because it’s what I choose.
I worship in the church I please,
and proudly state my views.
I’ll stand for this Republic land,
until the day I die.
I’m grateful for the many gifts
bestowed on you and I
I see one Nation under God,
though some have different sights.
We’re guaranteed our sentiments,
along with other rights.
For Liberty we sacrifice,
and answer to the call.
With goals of lasting brotherhood
and Justice felt by all.
The Beat
My spouse, he really likes to dance
I cannot make him sit
He’ll dance for hours by himself
I cannot make him quit
I feel so bad, for people laugh
I’d never join in with em’
There’s many gifts he does poses
But lacks an ounce of rhythm’
Auschwitz Child
Gentle child, receive this cloak
Wrap warmth around your fear
Look past the sorrow, through the smoke
Until again it’s clear
Look past the horror that you feel
For I’ll retrieve your light
Release the heartache you conceal
Release it to the night
Your sullen eyes hold so much pain
Your hands are stained with grief
I’ll gladly free you from this chain
And offer you relief
This child who is in despair
This child left to die
A life that no adult should bear
A soul for which we cry
Ascend my precious, past the stars
Where comfort waits above
Relinquish life’s oppressive scars
Replace them with my love
Unite again with simple dreams
Let mother brush your hair
Gone, the anguish and the screams
Replaced, the love and care
No more outcries in the night
Or sudden, shrill alarms
Cherished peace in gleaming white
Has wrapped you in its arms
I’ll place you by your fathers’ side
Your siblings gather round’
Again you have a sense of pride
Your family safe and sound
What I know
I know my actions speak for me; I need not say a word.
I know my feelings are relayed without an octave heard.
I know the touch of mother's hand can take away the pain.
I know my child's feeling joy when laughing in the rain.
I know an ounce of selfless love can change a wicked mind.
I know if darkness is your goal than darkness you will find.
I know the journey we must take is full of highs and lows.
I know that faith will keep me strong, for only heaven knows.
I know one thing for sure is true; I can't live in the past.
For even joy and suffering do seldom ever last.
Au Natural
Strip your face of residue
A stringent application
Pat it dry and start anew
Then coat it with foundation
Insert your pencil, sharpen well
A crisp and perfect line
Trace your eyes most cautiously
Contour and define
Find the apples of your cheeks
Then load an ample brush
Lightly dust a rosy shade
Of youthful, glowing blush
A quick coat of mascara
On your lids a touch of blue
Bring out the color in your eyes
A luminescent hue
Prepare your lips for silky gloss
Apply a pinkish shade
Then place a sealer on the top
Avoiding any fade
Bobby Brown or Maybelline
Max Factor, L’Oreal
It takes a lot of time and skill
To look au natural!
The Perfect Body
Fingers miraculously grasp
Skin perfectly covers bones
Hair filters impurities
The heart, a chamber of synchronicity
Pumping life's blood continuously
Eyes witness glorious color and image
Backs designed to take on immense burdens
Legs walk thousands of miles in a lifetime
Arms designed to embrace and comfort
Lashes gently dust away debris
Ears listen with perfect pitch
Fever signals illness
Sweat maintains temperature
Perfect balance
When injured, we heal
When cold we shiver
When happy we glow
Simple perfection
Thank You
We thank you for our hills of gold,
and crystal, frothy seas.
The blessings in the winds of change,
and freedoms gentle breeze.
We thank you for the suffering
that helped our country grow.
We prayed to make things easier…
our thanks for saying no.
We thank you for democracy,
with all its lumps and scars.
And though we test it frequently,
we’re thankful that it’s ours.
We thank you for adversity,
it taught us to be strong.
For giving us a second chance,
when knowing we were wrong.
We thank you for the right to speak,
though most of us don’t hear.
To worship with our own beliefs
whomever we revere.
Your standards set for tolerance
are goals that we embrace.
And though we rarely reach these heights,
they must remain in place.
We thank you for our diligence,
though sometimes very meek.
For giving us courageous thoughts,
when we had none to seek.
We thank you for the many gifts
we gratefully pursue.
The time has come to ask again,
what can we do for you?
The Writers Muse
Certain words, they mingle well
Their dialect refined
Sent adrift to tantalize
Their meaning intertwined
Proper nouns and adjectives
Take speech and give it zest
Hone a verb until it shines
And speaks above the rest
A predicate injects its view
Revealing form and thought
While prepositions link with nouns
And keep the sentence taut
The ever joyous consonant
Is steady with the flow
Important to the shape of verse
As paint was to Van Gogh
Often times my mind’s a blur
I’m speechless. Often muted
I browse my brain in search of words
With flair, or better suited
Oh the thrill to paraphrase
What once was vague, now clear
Articulate my inner thoughts
Let language persevere!
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My Bra
It's my bra that I'd like to commend:
A garment on which I depend
For its pressure to lift,
As I wiggle and shift,
Keeps my figure in place as I bend.
The burden placed on it is giant,
And it's never irate or defiant.
For its straps hold in place,
What its cups do embrace,
And its structure is mammary pliant.
I Shall
I shall consider my mistakes as precious little gems.
And every insult I’ve received, are flowers hooked to stems.
I’ll look upon my discontent as boysenberry pie.
And all the hardships I’ve endured, a twinkle in my eye.
The envy that I felt inside, a frolic on the beach.
My foolishness and too much pride, a fresh and fragrant peach.
I shall regard my stubbornness’ as wings upon a dove.
And fits of anger I can see with tenderness and love.
My bitterness, I’ll not regret. It casts a brilliant glow.
And all the lies I’ve ever told, a treasure to bestow.
Lest not forget my spiteful thoughts. I see each one as dear.
And all the let downs I’ve been through, I always keep them near.
These blessings that have helped me grow, I see with loving eyes.
I’ve learned from them, and now I am more merciful and wise.
Mental
InventoryAs
I
was
soaking
in
the
tub
A
vision
came
to
me
I
saw
myself
direct
my
home
My
own
epiphany
Instinctively,
I
know
the
time
I
know
when
we
need
bread
I
know
my
son
needs
shots
next
month
I
know
my
tires
tread
We
never
go
without
toothpaste
There's
plenty
on
the
shelf
I
keep
in
mind
the
TP
count
I
do
it
all
myself
I
make
sure
that
the
boys
have
socks
And
crisp,
clean
underwear
My
husband
never
wants
for
beer
Or
shampoo
for
his
hair
I
know
when
soap
is
running
low
What
socks
are
in
the
drawers
I
keep
it
safe
within
my
mind
With
eighty
other
chores
I
know
when
we
need
condiments
I
know
when
we
need
tea
I
even
know
the
milk
is
low
Simultaneously
I
noticed
how
my
mind
would
work
With
smoothness
and
finesse
At
times
with
calming
fortitude
At
times
with
PMS
Yes
I
remember
everything
And
yes
I
am
the
queen
I
do
it
all
with
love
and
care
And
buckets
of
caffeine!
Grown
I
needn't
set
the
alarm.
I
am
again
free
Go.
Begin
your
life
I'll
make
myself
useful
I
will
dig
deep
for
past
dreams
I
will
shake
the
soot
from
previous
plans
And
summon
a
new
existence
I
will
find
a
new
focal
point
Maybe
even
rediscover
your
father?
The
hedges
outside
need
attention
So
does
my
sock
drawer
I'll
start
there
No
longer
have
to
stock
up
on
toilet
paper
This
blessed
gift
of
exemption
I'll
wait
for
relief
I'll
wait
for
inspiration
Though
my
heart
aches
for
duty
You,
my
son,
spread
your
wings
Do
not
delay
your
flight
And
when
children
enter
your
life
This
will
be
your
Winter
Provide
them
warm
shelter
An
altruistic
blanket
A
time
to
protect
Plant
your
vibrant
thoughts
until
Spring
Tantrums
Your
hair
so
blond.
Your
eyes
so
bright.
Why
do
you
keep
your
fists
so
tight?
You
throw
your
dinner
at
the
wall.
Then
hit
the
cat
and
watch
him
fall.
Your
face
is
red
with
beads
of
sweat.
You
purge
a
scream
I
won't
forget.
You
kick
your
feet
into
the
door.
Then
turn
around
and
yell
some
more!
I
try
to
hold
you,
keep
you
still.
You
break
away
with
angry
will.
Your
mind
made
up
you
will
not
stop.
You
hit
the
floor
with
a
dramatic
drop.
These
fits
appeared
around
age
three.
Your
face
so
full
of
rage
and
glee.
It's
true
I've
spawned
the
boy
from
hell.
I
haven't
disciplined
very
well.
They
tell
me
that
it's
just
a
phase
when
faced
with
a
little
boy
to
raise.
But
I
can't
seem
to
let
it
go.
God
give
me
strength
to
see
him
grow!
I
love
this
kid
don't
get
me
wrong.
It's
just
this
phase
is
way
to
long! Hallows-Eve Extra blankets on your bed
Retrieve your warmest cloak
Awake the chilly chimney
And watch him render smoke
Candy corn and copper leaves
A skeleton on your door
Apples red and caramelized
As in the days of yore
Night is filled with eerie sounds
As shadows flicker by
Anguished souls with burdens great
Release their tortured cry
Pumpkins carved and set ablaze
Are placed upon the street
Lighting up the creatures' path
So they can Trick or Treat
Up above the full moon glows
Below a monster howls
In the skies are thirsty bats
And in the trees are owls
Frigid breezes circle you
As do the ghosts on high
Watch out for the goblins' grasp
As black cats pass you by
Gather brave and shield your flesh
'Tis almost near first light
Cast away the evil spells
And witches from their flight
Distant Witness
I don't live close; I did not hear the thunder or the crash.
I didn't hear the cries for help or see the metal thrash.
I didn't witness buildings fall. This was on TV.
I didn't run from plumes of smoke. I know that wasn't me.
I didn't arrive with photo in hand looking for my wife.
I didn't tell my only son his dad has lost his life.
I didn't send my oldest child into a burning tower.
To try and save whomever he could and die within an hour
I cannot say that I was hurt while saving someone's life.
I cannot say I've ever lost a daughter, son or wife.
I do not daily pass this site where bodies still decay.
While people who must get to work must pass it everyday.
I am not brave; I do not grieve for loss beyond compare.
I know I am not a party to the death and the despair.
In some small way I'd like to say I hold you in my heart.
Although this won't amount too much I hope it is a start.
There was a part inside of me that died upon that day.
I cannot look at life the same or trust in the same way.
I look to God to give me strength, my trust is in his grace.
And deep inside within my soul, I find a peaceful place.
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