Monthly Archives: September 2013

Into the Fire

Out of the heart and into the fire

That’s where you and I will retire

For we can never aspire

To be what we desired

I’m preaching to the choir

I loved you prior

To you becoming a liar.


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Hidden Language of the Soul

People watched in awe

As they flew through

The air, smiles on their

Faces, defying Newton’s

Law till they came down

On the tips of their toes,

As if angels dancing upon

Clouds above, illuminating

With serenity, Moving as

Though the joy will cease

To exist, soul-stirring rhythms

Manipulating their bodies into

A perfect sync, until the music

Ended and they harmonized back

Into the human world, only

Needing the reminder of the

Music running through their

Veins, to know how they are

Truly connected.



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The Secret I Can’t Spill (Early Roughdraft)

*Favorite thing I have written in a very long time.
I pretend memories don’t exist
Stuffed in the corners of my mind
Because I think it easier to be blind
But they never let be, always insist
It took me 15 years to hear a story
If I didn’t know anything about you
None of the hurt would cut through
You deserved more, deserved glory
For I remember all that is possible
The moments right before I was told
Your watch on mom’s arm, old & gold
Kneeling by the casket, the impossible
You’re the secret I hold dear, for fear
If I say too much, I won’t be able to recall
That I’m the girl that jumped at the call
From the swing, to greet you with cheer

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Coming to Terms

Heard a song today on the radio
It sang
What’s the greatest chapter in your book?
Are there pages where it hurts to look?”
I gave the thought a ponder or two
Diaries stuffed in the bottom of drawers
Keeping all those secrets moments
Making me cringe at just the thought
Now take all those cringing moments
They might stack up to the ceiling
But I have to give them thanks
If it wasn’t for all those scribbled journals
 I wouldn’t be writing this.

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Let’s Try This

Eleven on the dot
Words start flowing
Not a minute earlier
The lightbulb turns on
Time to come out and play


Thoughts start streaming
Try to gain some perspective
Have them go where
No woman has gone before
As if I have some control


But that is a laughable dream
When the words flow, they flow
They have the true control
So when they keep pointing me
In the same direction, I must apologize


I tried but it’s another one about you.



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And Yet…. A Mystery

You are the page in my diary
That I don’t want to stop writing
The story that I want to keep re-reading
The fairytale that I wake up to in the morning


And yet…


I stand cursing your name to the heavens
You’re the definition of frustration
Impossible to not drive a person crazy
Visually picture your head with darts


Any yet….


You are still a mystery.




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