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Mona Ebel Poem
I love the mornings
That is the best time to rise
The purest part of day.
I’m an early bird
No one else is awake yet
I smell my coffee
The quiet of mornings
Is when I'm most connected
A sacred time for me
I wake it’s still dark
I feel refreshed and ready
And kiss morning’s cheek
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Mona Ebel Poem
Ever been treated like you’re a slice of cake?
By the kind of sleazy men that slither like a snake?
They’re not the type to give, they’re the kind that always take.
To all the women, listen, and avoid this grave mistake.
This is what I say to men who think they are so slick.
“I’m a lady, not a hoe, a slice, a treat, a chick.
Go away, get lost, quit acting like a trick.
Save your breath for others, such behavior makes me sick.
I’m not some fresh baked cake that you can get a slice.
I’m not a cupcake you can use for your pleasure vice.
Even though you talk sweet, I know you’re nothing nice.
Play with fire and get burned, Cheat and pay the price.
You say I’m pretty and I’m sweet
That I look good enough to eat
But I’m not some fancy dessert
For some dude that wants a treat
Yeah a little bit this
And a little bit of that
A generic compliment here
Predictable flattery there
A married man with an appetite
A piece of me, a taste, a bite
Warm biscuits
Parted and buttered
A hot dish
A Side item
Fast food
In and out burger
Coffee, tea, me??
A dining experience
Yeah, have it your way
Just drive through
Grab it to go
That's what you do!
Why eat out? That’s not what marriage is all about.
Your spouse should be the only meal, a balanced dinner, that’s the deal.
In the privacy of your home, but still you’re on the prowl and roam.
You say you only want a slice, and take no thought about my life.
You eat, wipe your mouth, and say you have done no wrong.
But it’s twisted, and perverted, that’s why I must be strong.
I’m not your food, set on a tray, prepared for you to go filet.
I’m not a snack that you can taste, half consumed then left to waste.
Such display of appetite as you grovel for a little bite.
Sugar-coated, insincere, across the room you drool and leer.
You’re hungry, and you think I’m food. Weren’t you raised to know that’s rude?
Chocolate syrup and whip cream. Im a lady. Don’t act obscene.
You gawk and stare, and you don’t care. You care less that I’m aware.
I’m not a slice of cake, or french pudding for you to take.
Your wife’s the one that you should bake. Remember I am wide awake.
You make a bet with your friends, and think Ill buy into pretend
Convince me love is for a night. Won’t you ever get it right?
Listen ladies be strong and know, these men think its a fun gameshow.
Don’t sell yourself short. Don’t settle for less. Remember you can pass this test.
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Mona Ebel Poem
I remember sensing you
were near. I re- member
your presence was so clear. I remember
the impact your life made. And i
knew my life forever
changed. I remember sensing you
were gone. I remember the loss i felt so strong. I remember the impact
your life made. Even now,
my life is not the same.
I remember. I wont ever
forget. The stamp
of your life Forever
imbedded in my heart,
So please remember
Who you are to me.
And that i wait
for you to one
day re-
member
too.
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Mona Ebel Poem
You wanted to have me as your girlfriend
Knowing that I was saving my body
For the man should I one day wed
I am fifty-six years old now
And still never been married
But I continue to believe it’s possible
As a little girl I dreamt
Of marriage and true love
Not sleeping with a boyfriend
My dream didn’t consider
To settle and play house
With someone who I’d never marry
You don’t believe in marriage
Yet you want all the benefits of marriage
Without making the vows
But you knew from the start
Where I stood with my body
It wasn’t a subject to debate
You said you understood
And that you would respect my boundaries
So how come you began to complain?
We kissed and held hands
I was content with the exchange
But you kept saying, “More!”
Your balls turned blue and hurt
What’s that got to do with me?
I’m not the one to fix it
With a distorted face
Your preoccupation with sex
My need for the subject to change
“How about this…” I suggest
“Go take a cold shower”
And you took offense in that
But you lied to me
You got yourself aroused
And wanted to have sex regardless
You created the problem
And blamed me for it
But It was not my problem
You resort to watching porn
The volume muted on your phone
And think I’m stupid
Your preoccupation for sex
Your boredom with my company
The attitude that you’re being deprived
The distance you created
Miles away in your thinking
As you watch naked women on your phone
Shouldn’t I be the offended
You are already unfaithful
We haven’t even been together one month
Now I have a problem
It’s dealing with your ignorance
You didn’t keep your word
But I kept mine
And I can’t tell you how glad I am
For doing it
I would have hated myself
If I gave in to your pressure
It would have been too late
You would have got
The one thing you wanted
And I would still be unmarried
You wouldn't have cared
As I’m left with the emptiness
Of knowing I betrayed my self
We are no longer together
But I still have my virtue
That comes with no regrets
What this has done for me
Is strengthen my resolve
I didn’t sell out.
Even if I never marry
I will remain faithful to my promise
Knowing the treasure I possess.
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Mona Ebel Poem
The mystery of time when true love invite
The promise of full blooms response to the light
The way of an eagle soaring in flight
The joy of a blind man receiving his sight
The skill of a poet’s poem recite
The mystery of time when true love invite
The way that day turns into night
The romance a candle creates burning bright
The stature of a philly that reaches its height
The sword of the king placed on his knight
The mystery of time when true love invite
The victory of a warrior winning a fight.
The sound of a 357 chevy engine’s ignite
The joy of friends after time reunite
The way a students understanding enlight
The mystery of time when true love invite
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Mona Ebel Poem
I have known pain.
How to hide it as I live with it
Stuffed down
The muffled sound
Of objections to be silenced
It's latent trait subject to violence
I wait for grey skies
And hope that it will rain
So that my tears blend in unseen
The unacquitted tears
From yester-years
A smokescreen
I struggle to see past the haze
It’s extreme.
I listen to music on the radio
My voice echoes to the tune
Melancholy melodies
That wrap like a cocoon
Distant and sad songs
I sing along
Side by side the words
That reflects my pain for so long.
Just like my childhood and my home
The silence of my phone
Strangely comforts me.
Familiar emptiness
Words I can’t express
Memories repressed
I sat there numbly.
Skillfully mincing
Words I don't feel
Meant to conceal
While voices in my head
Breath threats of exposure
- Relentlessly.
Where is the door to closure
I desperately need?
My pain and laughter blend
I wear a smile
I pretend
And no one is the wiser.
Pain settles like a geyser
Waiting to explode
As I fight the urge to give in and implode.
I runaway I try to hide
I don't know where to run to.
I long for grey skies
That speak of rain
Inviting pain
Like lover's
That cry in ecstasy
I give myself completely
So that my tears remain unseen.
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Mona Ebel Poem
Look at me
I am a cat
Iam lithe and lean
An acrobat machine
Nothing is too hard for me
I can walk the tight rope and look down upon the world
Don't you wish you could see what I see?
I have vision
I see far and wide
I know what is coming before you do
But I don't care
Because I am a cat
I do care about that mouse down there
I will gracefully dismount the high place
And study you, mouse!
I shall lay in wait
I am patient
I am goal oriented
I will corner you
And toy with you
Exhaust you
And then I will eat you
You are what I care about
What's right in front of me
I am a cat
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Mona Ebel Poem
The Drunkard staggered into a bar
And slurred that he just wrecked his car
He added, "Wha th' hell,
Isle... zit 'ere ...az-spell..."
Then he sang while he banged his guitar!
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Mona Ebel Poem
~ KNOW THYSELF
Honest examination brings truth
~ KEEP IT REAL
It saves you from the need to convince others through a multitude of words
~ DO NOT MANIPULATE
It is an act of psychological violence
~ BE CONSISTENT
It is the foundation of trust
~ SAY WHAT YOU MEAN AND MEAN WHAT YOU SAY
Why say something that lacks integrity?
~ WALK LIKE YOU KNOW WHERE YOU’RE GOING
Predators will think twice
~ ALWAYS LOOK YOUR BEST
Details matter. But do not become vain or conceited. Moderation is key
~ ALWAYS LOOK PEOPLE IN THEIR EYES
It is an act of personal power, and shows you have nothing to hide
~REMEMBER THE NAMES OF EVERYONE YOU MEET.
It brings favor in your life
~ KNOW YOUR SURROUNDINGS
It could save your life, and possibly the lives of others.
~ ALWAYS CHECK YOUR MOTIVES
You have to be honest with your inner-most being, but you should always know what truly motivates you.
~ TAKE RISKS IN LIFE
Count the cost, then go for it with complete abandon
~ DO NOT FEAR CONFRONTATION
The greater your awareness, the less ignorance can control you
~ CHOOSE YOUR WORDS CAREFULLY
Those who speak rashly have not considered the power or meaning
of their words
~ DO NOT BE A BLIND FOLLOWER
It keeps you from drama and from unforeseen danger
~ WHATEVER YOU DO, DO IT WELL
The more blood, sweat and tears you put in your endeavors, the more purposeful you are. It is the building block to building your name
~ WAKE UP AND DO NOT GO BACK TO SLEEP
Stay alert .There is a real enemy, and he never sleeps. You have been warned.
~ BE A HERO
Protect the innocent. Defend the defenseless. They are vulnerable and targeted
~ BE A VOICE FOR RIGHTEOUSNESS
In a world where bad is good, and good is bad, we need bold and courageous people to speak out without apology. For example: "WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN!???"
~ COVER THE NAKED
Whether it is lack of clothing, or dignity, or identity, be their covering. Exploitation is a crime against the human spirit.
~ DO NOT LET ANYONE DIE ON YOUR WATCH
If you see someone dying and you keep going, then you do not know that you are already dead. The life of every soul cannot be priced. We are NOT disposable
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Mona Ebel Poem
The great and never ending
Always pretending
To be that big f@@k of a presence
His essence too shallow
His steps too big
There's no rhythm
Just sweat
And odor
The mindless excursion
From thoughts of twisted perversion
The path is always crooked
The night is always deep
Dark and slippery
His stomach empty
He lurks…
Waiting
Broken jagged teeth
Ripped flesh and bone
Traces of life
Gone
Gone
Gone
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