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It Only Hurts When I Smile

I put a smile on my face when I go outside 

My friends all see the pain I try to hide in my eyes

And I try to act like I can make it on my own 

Since you've been gone I'm alone 

I suppose I'm gonna be here a while

And for the rest . . . of my life

 It only hurts when I smile.
I thought our love was strong

I didn't think you would leave

I think about about you all the time 

Do you still think about me?

and when I think of how I threw us away

It only hurts when I think 
The first time I laid eyes on you you took my breath away

I lost my breath again the day you walked away

Pain won't go and damage is done

And I just can't feel a thing

It only hurts when I breathe
And I see where I went wrong

And I see what I've done

But I don't see you coming home to me

And when I look at it all that way

 It only hurts when I see
And I just can't live without you 

My heart is still in your hands 

And there's no "this" left to fix

And there's no "us" left to mend

And I guess I gotta live with it

So it only hurts when I live
I put a smile on my face when I go outside 

My friends all see the pain I try to hide in my eyes

And I try to act like I can make it on my own 

Since you've been gone I'm alone 

I suppose I'm gonna be here a while

And for the rest . . . of my life

 It only hurts when I smile.

And for the rest . . . of my life

 It only hurts when I smile.

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2016

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Prophecy of Sand

Men, they say Dominators Slayers Conquerors We have been subjugated by their culture and rules The norms and the religions of masculine fools The laws and the clowns The world one day will evolve We who have the curves and seductive smiles Are we not filled inside with the same DNA? so they say… Give us books and untie our bonds We shall rise up, making empires strong Mock not my dashing eyes Discount not, my luscious thighs I shall dance your dance into the night Have no doubt; I shall be your queen When we are embraced, for who we are Do you not see? We shall gleam like the stars in the night Genders, colors, nations too Leave them sitting in old church pews Philosophers, doctors, engineers of creation We shall be side by side, working with you So smile and behold the new golden age Suras must die, in the deserts of past sage Sisters of the sun, the gods, and the wind The old men of the past must rescind Glories are coming, so rejoice and behold Equality is the greatest story a woman ever told
Poet George Sand Notes Excerpt from letters to Gustave Flaubert Nohant from George Sand Amantine-Lucile-Aurore Dupin, wrote under the pseudonym name of George Sand She was born in July, 1804, and is more known as a writer, but many of her prose by today’s standards are very poetic in nature. She was a feminist long before the term existed. She was very able to converse and discuss with men, as equals, and at the same time able to maintain all that makes us beautiful. She was able to see the finest details of life as well as absorb the political and cultural idiosyncrasies of the time, and had no fear saying her own views. To be an inconvenience distresses me I sleep everywhere, in the ashes, or under a kitchen bench, like a stable dog. Everything shines with spotlessness at your house So one is comfortable everywhere. I shall pick a quarrel with your mother and we shall laugh and joke, you and I, much and more yet. If it’s good weather, I shall make you go out walking, if it rains continually, we shall roast our bones before the fire while telling our heart pangs. The great river will run black or grey under the window saying always, fast, faster! Carrying away our thoughts, and our days, and our nights, without stopping to notice such small things. "The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes is only the spell of the moment; the eye of the body is not always that of the soul."

Copyright © Aurore Severo | Year Posted 2015

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How much do I love thee

How much do I love thee
Let me tabulate all the ways

I bought you a new Mercedes
	With gold plated tire rims
I bought you a humongous diamond ring
	The size fit for all Royals and King
I bought you a store of the finest lingerie
	Secrets still held at the door by decree
I bought you a garden of roses so red
	My love was surely in bloom, or so they all said
I bought you a ticket to heavens pearly gates
	So that in paradise you’d have not to even wait
I bought you your very own private Lear jet
	To see the world through champagne eyes
My love was a vault and you emptied it dry
	My heart has now learned to never cry

How much do you love me?
Your lawyer seems to know

You claimed mental duress
	Suffering under such stress
The Mercedes was the wrong color so I am told	
	I should have known, pink, not gold
The diamond ring was too heavy to wear
	Your back injuries caused you painful despair
The lingerie didn’t cover you just right
	So medical ailments kept you up many a nights
The roses in bloom where not the right flower
	Your allergies they caused, thus making you sour
The ticket to heaven you plain out refused
	Said it was one way, and that just wouldn’t do!
You had no issues riding my Lear jet 
	You rode the pilot as well, a mile high kinda bet
My love you tossed into the bin out in back
	The divorce lawyer smiles at me, saying she sure is great in the sack 

The moral of the Story is this!
If you are sitting at the table, and
You see a few beetles scurrying about
Maybe even whistling a tune or two
Listen carefully to what they say

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2015

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Things We Like

Birthdays, reunions, vacations and hikes.

Weddings, divorces and photos of tykes.

Vids of grandkids on their skateboards and bikes.

These are the things every cyber Friend 'Likes'!

Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2015

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Love once was the focus of our lives till marriage became contentious; two sharp knives piercing the heart of it, killing it. Teamed hardhearted misfits dualistic by nature, antipathetic where love’s the casualty and we, just another statistic.

Copyright © Albert Ahearn | Year Posted 2015

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Sexual Addictions Are Destroying Our Families

Sexual Addictions Are Destroying Our Families!
Many families are being destroyed by sexual addictions!
As they bring into their homes unneeded afflictions!

There are affairs of adultery of all different kinds…
As many allow sin’s pollution to destroy their mind!

Many have no comprehension or fail to see…
The filth of garbage being promoted on t.v.!

Rather than seeking God for his blood’s protection.
Husbands and wives look to others for affection.

God looks and sees the wounded and broken heart.
And before you know it, another family falls apart!

Too much of this is happening in churches today.
Will these families just come together and pray?

It’s time to come together as a family and be strong!
Let’s get rid of the things in our life that don’t belong!

Let’s seek the purity and holiness of God above.
And be strengthened by his majestic love!

Let’s seek God’s protection over our families too!
And speak kind words to another, like; “I LOVE YOU!”

May the love of Christ come and bind us as ONE!
And touch every father, mother, daughter and son!

Lord Jesus, we all need you so much!  This very hour!
We can’t make it alone!  Without your power!

Please Jesus, restore what the enemy has taken!
I’ve never seen your children left or forsaken!

You are the only one that our family has needed!
Only by your love, will our family be completed!

By Jim Pemberton   11/23/14

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2014

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Stale mate?

7/7/15 Caryl S. Muzzey
Copyright © 2015 by Caryl S Muzzey

First Place Winner ~ "One Footle” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Judy Kono
Aug. 8, 2015

Copyright © Caryl Muzzey | Year Posted 2015

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The Affair

Between yesterday's coffee and today's newspaper delivery,
      we somehow lost our sweetness, now you are just a memory.
Words yelled in anger and frustrations hitting the limit
     wasn't this ocean we've swam full of joy and commitment?

You..down on your knees praying I'd forgive you once again
       me...thinking you weren't going to see her, my best friend.

I've lost you and I've lost her and somewhere lost myself
       I noticed that her favorite book she read was on the top shelf.

You think I didn't notice all the strange phone calls at night?
       you actually believed that I wouldn't give up without a fight?

Sinking slowly down under the abyss of broken promises
       a long time ago I told myself I would not allow paralysis

But underneath the grass you both have dug for my grave
       I must pull myself out, take a moment and be brave.

I have no one else who will rock me to sleep every night
       and I know deep down I will eventually be alright.

All I need right now is a decent night full of sweet dreams
       I am begging you to leave, drive away so I may be free.

Written By: Laura Loo
Date Written: January 17, 2016

Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2016

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Unfinished Love Affair

Unfinished Love Affair

It's been so long since I've seen you.
Don't know how or why you remain,
At the forefront of my memory,
But you do and will always remain.
Time has passed, and the years have aged us.
What can replace the time we spent,
In our younger days.
Talking, dreaming and planning a life.
Laughing and hoping as time passed us by,
Our friendship would be never-ending.
Well, the years have passed,
We have all gone our separate ways,
But the talks we had,
And the dreams we dreamed still linger today,
As unfinished dreams and incomplete endings.
The dreams we shared,
Still bring joyous tears when I think,
How time has slipped past.
But yet I see your face as I did then,
Beaming with life, smiling and carefree.
Those were the days of happy tears,
And unfinished love affairs.

Copyright © Lee Brownlee | Year Posted 2016

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Sometimes The Pain

I picked up the phone today
And I dialed your number
I didn't know what to say
So I hung up on the second ring
You see I thought that I could explain
But I just couldn't play through the pain
And you probably wouldn't have answered anyway
One drink wont make me forget 
It's gonna take me
About 10 more yet 
But I know by morning light
 your memory is gonna haunt me 
out of my mind
But I'm gonna try to drink you away
One more time 
I'm haunted by the ghost of yesterday
Whiskeys' the only exorcist, to drive it away
But those Ol Demons just won't leave
They know too much about me they just won't go
And even though it only tortures my soul 
Sometimes this pain's the only friend I really know
One drink wont make me forget 
It's gonna take me
About 10 more yet 
But I know by morning light
 your memory is gonna haunt me 
out of my mind
But I'm gonna try to drink you away
One more time 
And even though
They're killing this man
Sometimes they're the only friends I have that understand
There's no comfort in the pain of what might have been
One drink wont make me forget 
It's gonna take me
About 10 more yet 
But I know by morning light
 your memory is gonna haunt me 
out of my mind
But I'm gonna try to drink you away
One more time 
And even though it only tortures my soul 
Sometimes this pain's the only friend I really know

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2016

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With Salty Tears

With Salty Tears


We sit alone in a bed we once made love in

We talk about the past and what went wrong

You lie there crying wanting me to hold you

How did we ever get this far? This is not us

I listen to your words between your sobs

I feel you shake as you can't help yourself

You're telling me everything that's causing these tears to fall

Where were all these tears hiding? All this pain?

You were an angel who flew into my heart and kept it safe

You were an angel who wrapped me into her arms of love

Now you're an angel so lost you can't see what you had

As you cry I remember why we're losing everything

This bed was shared with another man

The sheets dirtied by the juices of lust

The lies of a heartless wife whose love there never really was

For once it is not I that am crying but you

For once I feel I can go on and be me

So as I watch you cry I know that the pain you feel is real

I know that you are hurting like you hurt me

Fly to the man you chose

The man who makes you happy

The man you hid from me

Go to him and be faithful.

Be his angel.

Be everything I deserved and never got

Be who you want to be

That is his angel with love so pure for one human being

Good-bye my sweet angel. Good-bye for now and forever

Don't cry for if you're truly happy you would be smiling

It was you and I against the world and you promised me forever more

You let me go and the struggle has ended.

It's time for me to let you go.

Here's the hug you asked for

Here's me kissing away your tears

With salty tears upon my lips I say I love you

This is your last kiss.

This is our last goodbye.

This is our final fight for love

Copyright © Brian Stoaks | Year Posted 2015

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dream crusher

Dream crusher
Dream crusher
Nothing but a heart musher
Child hater
Child hater
Don’t even care for your sons and daughters
Wife despiser
Wife despiser
You take care of the bills but not your wife
Life smasher
Life smasher
With you around, no one has a life
Divorce maker
Divorce maker
All you do is smash wedding rings
Not caring
Not caring
For how many times we must rebuild our dreams.

Copyright © Hannah Corey | Year Posted 2016

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Spare Nails and a Hammer

Your mother always yelled at your father to fix the nail protruding from the kitchen floor.
“It’s going to hurt someone someday,” she would bicker,
but your father hid his face behind his newspaper as she spoke. 

The nail remained sticking up from the ground,
but you taught yourself how to walk around it
just like you taught yourself when to exit and enter the room.
Your mother’s heavy voice was like a fire alarm
telling you to evacuate the scene and leave your father in the flames,
but there was nowhere for anyone to go---
he forgot to build a fire escape. 

She tried to leave hints for him around the house:
A hammer on his pillow,
spare nails in his pockets,
but naturally his fingers picked around them
like playing a guitar.
She had given him all the notes,
but he preferred to play his own tune.

Eventually she had given up on shouting,
for she was tired of hearing only her echo.
Each couldn’t feel the other.
He could not hear her words that dropped like stones,
she could not hear his weightless language of silence,
and you could not speak in a house enclosed with two deaf parents. 

One day you came home and saw that your mother’s side of the bed was made nicely
like it hadn’t been slept in for days.
It was cold and stiff, preserved like a shrine.
That same day you went into the kitchen to reach for the phone,
but tripped over the nail emerging from the floor
and went clattering down beside it.

Copyright © Kaitlyn Fox | Year Posted 2014

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A Broken Relationship

A Broken Relationship

Soft tears rolled down her cheeks
as she rolled over to face his back,
For she knew in her heart so deep that
a love for her he did lack.

She had felt the relationship break
with the husband of her youth,
but how can it be Lord?  He is father of my children
but, all the while she knew.

She thought, they used to be so happy
when in their youth walking hand in hand,
thinking nothing could touch them
when their love brought them wedding bands.

Yes, they had spats and arguments
along the way,
but thinking nothing so great
that away from her his love would stray.

Then physical abuse and threatening
from his mouth,
came and changed this fair romance
from what it once was all about.

So with tears streaming don her face
and a heart that was broken completely in two,
Wondering Lord, will I ever be loved again
will I ever be able to say I do?

When he found his excuse to leave
stating because of her belief in Jesus the King of Kings,
he said, “it’s either God or me, you can’t have both,”
so she chose to give up her once precious wedding ring.

For she knew no man is so important
as harmony with God,
and she wanted to commune with Him forever
and to walk with Him on Heaven’s sod.

Yet thought my life has not been so perfect
since I’ve given up my wedding ring,
I have peace with my Father, joy with His Spirit
and love from Jesus Christ, my King.

And now, the painful hurting memories
my Precious Lord did take,
and replaced them with some fond remembrances 
all of His Wonderful Name’s sake.

Written by:  Marilyn Jennings

Copyright © Marilyn Jennings | Year Posted 2015

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Things I Miss

Nostalgic Nights.
The smell of gas in the vintage moped I drove an hour to buy, 
Driving down that small-town street at night,
Lit by the dim bike light on that streetlight-less street.
Mixing gas with oil and lighting puddles afire. 
It was light in the dark and it was a dark time. 

My Youthfulness. 
That time I sat on a sand sculpture and ruined it;
My first memory of guilt.
Basketball practice at the rec. center, the vending machines.
Pokemon VHS tapes, stuffed animals and sleepovers, 
When mom took me to class, and bingo for books,
And the Library with Mom and Mimi and Justin, Mike, Julia...Sean.
And when she chaperoned my field trip and paid for my friend
At the gift shop even though she couldn't afford to.

When we would wake up before mom and dad and watch TV 
Until we heard the liquid clink and aromatic smell of coffee brewing, 
And that time we watched The Sixth Sense in the living room as a family.
When I first started writing stories,
And we would go sledding in our front yard.
Ms. Philips three houses down, 
And how I could hear dad yelling at the football game from there;
And that time I woke up on Christmas Eve before presents went out,
And sat with Dad and Mom and they let me watch TV 
And have a candy cane from the tree even though it was getting late.

Which reminds me of all the times we put milk and cookies out, 
And watched the Wizard of Oz,
And mom made chicken wings for christmas and baptisms and first communions.
And when we would go swimming in Papas pool and he would take us for walks, 
And walks in St Patricks Cemetery,
I even remember when the first iPhone came out, because Papa has his
And we were walking in the cemetery.
It reminds me of all those times the family went apple picking 
And got apple cider doughnuts, and we stuffed mums
purse with apples even though we had more than we needed.

The small town I remember memories in;
The way family used to be, before the divorce.
Building teepees in the woods in the backyard,

Nerf wars across the neighborhood,
And digging a massive hole in the neighbors yard,
The farm and the circle of friends among it, 
How six years ago I didn't know them, 
And how I work for them ever day now.

More memories.
How stupid I acted in school, even though I knew I'd regret it,
Skipping school for thrift-shopping and going out for breakfast,
Holidays with the family and visiting great grandma,
Which oddly reminds me of the cottage

[shortened version--cant fit any more ;(]

Copyright © chad obrien | Year Posted 2015

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In the dark I sit and think of what I have done, 
It will look worse in the morning, in the light of the sun. 

I did not know I could make such a mess, 
But tonight did nothing except cause me stress. 

I see him in the distance kissing her lips, 
And watching his hands touch her hips, 

It tore me apart, I needed to hurt him back, 
I ran to my car and took out my jack, 

Smashing his car windows felt so great to do, 
And I was so careful, he don't have a clue, 

I drove back home as fast as I can,
Thinking of him, what a horrible man. 

I opened my door and sat in the dark, 
I heard him come home, our dog began to bark. 

He was so mad about the damage that was done, 
Little does he know, I was the one. 

Tomorrow I'll pack his bags and tell him to go, 
He does not deserve me, but I will miss him so.

Copyright © Debra Baviello | Year Posted 2015

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Family Conflict

We used to be a happy family,
But who knew it ended with an awful tragedy,
We part ways from each other,
Never again to be together,

Wondering all night to ponder,
Who will I stay with, Mother or Father,
Choosing one hurts my feelings,
I guess choosing both does not have any meaning,

Living with just one parent is so sad,
Being told to move on makes me mad,
I know that someday we will be together,
And we will have an awesome future.

Copyright © Stuart Madsen | Year Posted 2015

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From Bitter to Sweet

From Bitter to Sweet

From one who knows.
The pain of separation – divorce.  One friend said, “death”
would be easier.  The husband of my youth.  There were happier
times.  Fleeting memories, of laughter, sunshine and lingering kisses, 
pictures, walks, talking, discussing all things.  As thoughts rushed through my mind
of the day we eloped to be married, oh, we thought, we knew it all.
We had the world by the tail, why did it fall apart?
The fact, people and circumstances change.

For me – I was the mother of four children; I was forced to grow up
with my children.  For him, he had a desire to remain young and 
But children bring responsibility.  Little ones depend on you and you are so
busy just trying to live.  Dinners to fix, groceries to buy.  Bills to pay, children
to raise and love.

Then the years pass, you realize that he doesn’t love you, he never really did.  He
doesn’t know what love really is, and never did or ever will.  He thought
that lust was love.  What do you do?  You have little ones now.  You’ve
never worked outside your home.  You don’t have any money.  Your
health is not good, are you trapped?  Do you stick it out?  Do you run
away?  Do you give up?  What about your babies?

It was then; I found new life in Jesus Christ.  I found hope for tomorrow and
help for today.  I found more love and acceptance than I had ever known.
I found a new way when there was no way.  I found a door of hope for
my children.  Did he?

Unfortunately, no!  He hated the Christ in me and told me so.  The more that 
Jesus loved him through me, the more he hated me.
But, you think that the LORD will change him.  You pray and fast for him.
You love him with God’s love.  You stand on the Word of God for him
to be saved.  Surely, everything will be all right.

But, it falls apart, he wants to leave.  He is taken out of your life.  You feel
anger, you feel despair, and you feel so all alone.  Then, you’re angry of how
he really treated you.  You didn’t know how bad it was until he was gone.
But now, you know that is where God’s precious Spirit takes over.

You pray, Father God take this anger away.  Father, I don’t want to lose You
to, and Your fellowship and with my Jesus and Your Spirit!  I’ve lost my 
mate that was terrible but, Father if I lose You, I will die!

Our God is so Faithful!  You cry out for help and for His strength to forgive
this husband of your youth.  Two months, no change it seems, the anger is still 
there, but six months now and there is a precious healing and the anger is
gone.  Forgiveness replaces it!  Oh the Love of the Master!

You learn again, God’s mercy is so great!  What you clung to was really killing
you.  You wanted to believe only good.  You wanted to see only good things.
You were lying to yourself.  But, seeing with God’s eyes slows us to see the bad to.  
Your life had become something with a bitter flavor.  God wanted a sweet flavor
and a sweet incense unto Him.

How hard it is to love and show His precious love to others when you’re being
stung all of the time.  Always in pain.  Always bearing a broken heart within.

But, oh the sweetness of deliverance.  The joy of broken shackles, for the bitterness
of imprisonment falls off when you’ve been totally set free.  Your life truly turns
from bitter to sweet.

Written by:  Marilyn Jennings
Copy written

Copyright © Marilyn Jennings | Year Posted 2015

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I should be hating all
Who don't love me,
Should I?
Not care about them,
Who doesn't deserve my care,
Should I?
Not respect them,
Who don't respect my thoughts,
Should I?
Not love them,
Who can't love me,
Should I?
Not leave them,
Who tried to capture me or
Whom I try to live with and
They don't,
Should I?
Not free myself from them?
Should I?
Now,not blame them
Who blamed me for every bad luck,
Should I?
Not listen to them,
Who took me fore granted,
Should I?
Not forget them,
Who never kept me in their memories,
Should I?
Not talk with them,
Who always talked with conditions,
Should I?
Not forget all and move on,
Or stay there for revenge,
Should I?
Move on for me,or
Sleep in past forever.


Copyright © ANEESHA SOPORI | Year Posted 2014

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Letter to dad and stepmom

Over the years I have felt your disapproval. You have impressed upon me that I should own my mistakes and take personal responsibility. The problem I have with this is that many of my actions as an adult are a direct result of childhood wounds that I have tried to shoulder alone. I never wanted you to feel that weight I carry. I have not been able to place the responsibility on the true responsible party. As a child, I should have never been blamed for all my shortcomings as a human being. I believe a child cannot be fully accountable for their bad behavior. Environment, parenting and nature versus nature plays a huge part in the person I had become. By the grace of God, I have done everything in my power to overcome my wounds. Now forgiving and forgetting, as Jesus does has been my mantra. Forgetting has been the hardest. No matter how much I try to do this, I am sometimes incapable of this. Playing a blame game is not what I am trying to achieve here. I am simply attempting to make peace in my life. The secrets I have kept have been a source of obloquy for most my life. These things I cannot tell you because I don't want you to feel the pain of my hurts. Just know I have tried to protect you, as I felt that I wasn't protected enough many times. There are serious issues I cannot bear to voice. Carrying around this yoke has been exhausting. I will take many things to my grave. Please know daddy, all my actions have not been all my fault. I was a child once, a very broken one at that. I have acted out and been passive aggressive in way to many instances. I tell this confusing information now, not to make up excuses, but to repair our relationship. I need your forgiveness, but possibly unbeknownst to you, you need mine too. I love you unconditionally and miss having my daddy in my life.

Copyright © ANDREA TRAVIS | Year Posted 2015

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The Dark Side Of Love

Any Poem #37
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer

Condemned to be my truth inside,
    to you I've given all my pride,
       when our celestial stars collide,
          I'll drain out all the tears I cried.
             for you alone have broken me,
               and threw out all my good debris.

               The depth in your imperfections,
            you destroyed all my perceptions,
          disconnected a connection,
     never wanting your affection,
   may the shadows keep you quiet,
wishing your secrets are private.

You have stolen my innocence,
   forgetting all my relevance,
     I prayed for my deliverance,
       from you a dark bad influence,
         you damaged my mortality,
            and blocked your informality.

           I will admit I'm stronger now,
         your abuse I will not allow,
      my psyche you will never plow,
    my body clean and wonder how,
  condemned to be my truth inside,
no longer will I have to hide.

Date: October 28, 2015

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Form: LaCharta Poem
Eight Syllables in each line

Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2015

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End of Songs

Another dead statistic dawns today, 
Contempt dissolved foundations love astray. 
   Malicious memories of miscarried mirth, 
   Repetitious resolving rends rebirth. 

Too far, too strange, oh we have now become. 
Decisions bleeding passions cold and numb. 
   My frozen frigid feelings fade to black 
   Behold the barracuda's bitter back. 

Oblique sidewalks a house no longer home. 
Neglect’s hand opened doors for needs to roam. 
   Bent and broken, beautiful bygone heart 
   Past promises play the party-line part. 

Divided assets fighting custodies 
New boxes cardboard tombs of memories.
    Separations and somber songs subside
   Choice-less children and contemptible chides.

Petitioned courts and mediation pleas 
Sustaining into absolute decrees. 
   Formerly favored family so forlorn.
   Forever festers feeble foolishness.

A collaboration with Catie Lindsey.
Iambic Pentameter & Alliteration.

Copyright © rob carmack | Year Posted 2015

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The man I once loved

Walking into the room she stops in her tracks 
looking dead in the eyes of the man who claims to love her 
red lipstick smeared across his lips, with a half dressed woman in his arms
“Its not what it looks like!” 
“Well it looks like you have made it very clear that I am not your one and only”
She looks down and the ring on her left hand shining like the brightest star in the sky
She slips it off of her hand and then throws it onto the ground
Tears began to fill her eyes
“Don't cry”
“You aren't worth my tears”
“then why are you crying?”
“I'm crying for the man that I married, and that is not you.” 
She then turns away and walks out the door.

Copyright © Sadie Fox | Year Posted 2015

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Your stinging absence from us dad
Has for us kids been very bad
Coping with our fatherly loss
Has really been, nothing to floss
Picking all the pieces broken 
‘Cause the children you have forsaken
All just trying in our own way
To make it to a better day.

Joy tries to keep it inside
All that sadness she tries to hide
Relying on parties, so much beer
Her false happiness is very clear
Strange boys coming in and out
Enough! I really want to shout
Trying not to face the rap
That you left a very big gap.

Jamie tries to change his looks
Hiding always in his books
Tattoos, piercings, dyed his hair
Darkened room is now his lair
Football player he is no more
 All those posters he just tore
Trying hard to bury his hurt
 It’s just turning him into a nut.

Little Zoe just withdrew
She really loved you, thought you knew
Pretending that she’s not visible
Her healing sadly is not feasible
Whispering to imaginary friend
Wetting the bed, her new trend
Trying really not to cry
Your departure struggling to justify.

For me it’s been so much worse
Although I really hate to make a fuss
Trying so hard to keep happy face
As first-born boy to take your place
Helping mum to be all strong
But knowing this is all so wrong!
Praying this sadness is just a tide
Soon you’ll be back here by our side.

Copyright © LUCY WANGARI | Year Posted 2015

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Dying marriage

they speak in echoes
tightening strands of sorrow
hang the rings of gold

Copyright © Viv Wigley | Year Posted 2015