Sometimes I want to get into bed with my mommy To run to her for refuge To tell her my dreams To talk to her about my anxieties To get her spin on things Sometimes I want to get into bed with my mommy To be safe and warm Away from the maddening clouds Of doubts Sometimes I want to get into bed with my mommy To see her smile Hear her laughter Brush her hair To look into her face Her eyes And know that I’m truly loved To see myself looking back at me Sometimes I Just ...

Today is the first year anniversary of my mom's death. The days leading up to this have been tumultuous for me to say the least. I can now finally watch a death & burial scene on the television without bawling my eyes out!LOL! I've been up and down and up again. Through all those emotions I've learned to laugh and remember with fondness what she gave to us her children, her love for life and her caring for others. She gave us "some of the best days of our lives" (quote from Bryan ...

I’m a *star*! I’ve won the coveted “2005 Editor’s Choice Published Poet Ribbon Award Pin”! Me, lil’ ol’ me! I’m so amazed that my talent has finally been recognize! They love me, they really love me! Ahem…(clears throat) let me give my long awaited speech for winning anything! (quite ad lib and airily) (Licks lips) (spits to the side…oh sorry…not that….) “I’m so grateful to be recognized by such a prestigious organization. To be recognized and acknowledged by my peers! ...

You’re a manly man With no doubts about whom you are And enjoy doing the things A woman loves to do…. Sometimes! Nothing wrong with that! You like getting a facial And your nails neatly trimmed As long as there’s no nail polish You don’t really care You moisturize….that’s as much as you’ll do You’re not afraid to admit when you’re wrong Yet you hate asking for directions You’re sensitive (most of the times) And empathize to so many things You’re a 21st Century man! ...

Happy Birthday from me On October 15 I won't ever forget Birthdays you loved to express Here's to what would have been your 65th You are so sorely missed Sleep my sweet mom sleep in our hearts you'll always be

I love to write poetry, it’s a passion of mine. I keep a folder on my hard drive with some of the poems I’ve penned. Some time ago I entered a "free poetry" contest, I was told how wonderful my poem was and how much they want to publish my writing! My poem was going to be in a special book, “The Best Poets of the Year”. You can imagine how ecstatic I felt; my poem, they want to publish my poem! But guess the clinker….to have it published I have to pay. And not just pay a simp...

Can you find it that which eludes you? Is it there? look harder it’s right there where you least expect it in front of you just open your eyes and see

I have no time for stupidity Such actions are prone to the stupidity of one’s own thinking and doing what sense it makes for a wedge to create in this day of calamity the world is turned upside down on it’s head hatred abound you take this wee bit of misunderstanding and create this mountain beyond, grandstanding perhaps it’s just an excuse tis to show what is really felt waiting to rear it’s ugly head alas such shame t...

I dreamt she was an angel An arch angel Like a warrior princess Standing guard, doing battle on our behalf She was wielding her sword like a true warrior As she was in life There she stood, tall, fierce But oh so beautiful Her face so angelic, so young Her wings so large, it seemed too big For her small frame And yet it was such a part of her It made her look intimidating But I was not afraid And she talked to me In a language I didn’t know Bu...

Father Mother Sister Brother What are you? If neither of those be Daughter Son Nephew Niece None of these? Would you an in-law be? Or do you not identify with anything Friend Or Foe What line do you tow? Does it really matter Or do you really care If you are but other Ah my nonsense rhyme is at an end I have no more words to pen What the frig is wrong with thee? Off to bed you ought to be The end! fs

Observations Of this world The trauma, the triumphs The pain, the love The environment Earth’s cycles protects itself Observations Of the people The trauma, the triumphs The pain, the love Trying hard to have a sense of normalcy Except for that which won’t let them be Tears of joy, Tears of pain Yet they carry on as if their lives depend on it And the cycles continue Ever moving, never changing It seems…. ______- ...

When I worte this piece I had just watch a program on television. Now I don't remember which program so I can't repeat the name or tell what it was about. But I guess from my writing you'll get the idea of what it was about. Hope you like it! ______________________________- What would it be like.... Our world without color? How could we tell the difference Of anything? Wouldn’t we all just blend in A little too much? Would our lives be any fun? If the Seasons ...

Sometimes I think about those people who Like to take things that make them high Perchance to forget? Do they have the right idea? Perhaps they have it lucky? Cause there are times when I feel the same…yes me… the forward thinker, the calmer…the optimist…… There are times when I wonder what’s the use Life just pulls at you sometimes and you wonder why…. Is this all there is? What the fuck?! Life throws you a curve ball and it seems to be going around ...

I CRAVE THAT TASTE SMOOTH STICKY CHEWED WITH PLEASURE LAPPED AT LICKED OFF THE CORNERS OF MY MOUTH THAT FEELING OF SATISFACTION IT HIT THAT SPOT THAT YEARNS FOR CHOCOLATE HMMMM…… EXCUSE ME WHILE I ENJOY THIS SWEET, GOOEY CONFECTION.... YUM!

On the bus, waiting, wondering..."how did I get here?" Something is wrong, it's different I'm all alone, except for one who waits with me I feel nothing, no pain except the pain of silence "it's not your time, you have to go", I was told. "But why?" I asked "Because it is not your time", was the response. "I can't", I said. "Why not?" I was asked. Because I feel no pain, came to my mind I feel no pai...