2014 Poems

2012 die hard PTA 2013 die hard PTA baptism holy communion 2014 die hard PTA helping veterans

2012 Celtic 2013 Shamrock 2014 choir music ministry 2015 helping my son care for his wife during chemo finally 2016 welcoming my granddaughter six weeks old whose mother was battling cancer watching their brave battle steadfast this took several years I was there still in prayer singing in the choir die hard PTA helping others

I CAN'T BREATHE -repost 2014

I am being suffocated by causes.
Will we march Quixote-like
enraged by the spinning of the windmills?
We protest the wars carrying placards
while expecting others to carry arms,
praise God and worship Jesus while
condemning all others to eternal damnation.
How many would offer to abort – an abortion –
by offering to adopt the child at birth,
feed the hungry at their

josephines place

It was the summer of 2014, I was just about to turn 13, spending June of summer vacation with my Grandmère, in Paris. Tonight, we’re at a fundraising benefit for African relief (it’s always *something*). It was a coveted ticket, I was told, because Keira Knightley and Rita Ora were there - somewhere. It was

Sharp Street Shrine, March 2014

It's cold and it's windy
But still that crowd meets
To stand with respect 
At the top of Sharp Street.
The Bearers stand at attention
As though shrunken by age
Since those seventy years
When they occupied a world stage.
Now they stand, booted and suited,
With their Medals on display
To pay their respects to
Victims of an earlier day.
Their banners are lowered 
As

Anniversary 2014

We met in passing in 93
Just one parking space between you and me
As you moved in next door so quickly
I loved my view, so much to see!
 
I fell in love in 94
Gave you a key to my front door
Hoped some day you’d ask for more
As I dreamed at night of one I adore.
 
Every

2014

I wish I never grew up.
because mama, this world is ugly.
I wish I lived to see the autumn, but come winter, cut me.

For mama, there is beauty in the dark,
just as there was beauty in my heart.
And had you told me how it goes,
I’d end my story while the ink still flow.

For it’s no longer

2014 and I Am Sorry

I'm like what's next?

I'm in the P.D.X,
so flexed-
come rain or come next,

if the weather has test,
"I say" take the heather to caress the pests-

rush in on tether's and bust up their measures,

force on them pleasures because I take care the never never and replace them with edgers...

So take out your name,

and stake out the possessed,

because

48 Years 2014

48 Years  2014

as time is  closing in and the  memory 
is fleeting

but I’m still not ready for that final meeting

To dream more often and to wish for the best

So here we are at this stage of our lives

combating isolation  and to flow with the rest

we should try to be happy 

in

April 11, 2014

I am the daughter, the second in line,
waiting for the utmost time.
Daddy’s been happy,
Mommy’s been mad.
While they’ve been distracted,
I’ve gotten bad.
Scars on my hips
and gloss on my lips,
smoke in my lungs
and screams on my tongue.
Depression is my roommate,
dormant since I’ve been eight.
The emptiness aches;
it roars, and I quake.
My mind creaks and creeps and crawls,
I have

March 10, 2014

It’s the moments when I feel hopeless,
when all I want to do is curl up and cry,
slit my wrists and suffocate,
it’s then that time moves slow.
 
That’s when my eyes start to water,
and the world around me feels like it’s being pulled through half-dried glue.
That’s when my vision becomes blurry,
and feelings escape me.
 
As if

November 21 2014

stress is rising,
water is boiling,
it is pressurizing,
getting ready to explode.

time is ticking,
running out.
need a release
need a spout.

the pressure is on
the heat is upon me.
the temperature is hot,
help comes?, i think not.

u think u know
my world in which i live.
u think u know the
time and how much I give.

what the world sees
and what the world knows,
are

October 4 2014

Jingle bell, jingle bell
Jingle bell rock.
If I buy this 
It will help your stock.

Moaning and groaning
In Jingle Bell Square,
In the frosty air!

What a bright time!
It's the right time!
To buy this merchandise!

Jingle bell time...
Is a swell time...
To go broke
Cuz of that one horse sleigh!

Gitty-up jingle horse,
Pick up my feet,
Take me right back on home!

Note to readers:

September 22 2014

If love is lost
And love is won,
Then broken hearts
Can't be undone.

December 25, 2014

If hustle and bustle
Is all that we know,
Then what do you do when
There's no where to go?

With lights aglow
And hearts below
How can we not
Want somewhere to go?

Where do you go
When nobody wants you?
Where do you turn when
All the bridges are burned?

Maps are destroyed
And bridges are burned
How could you know
Which way to turn?

Did I come from

Written During the 2014 Ebola Outbreak

EBOLA
why should i care?
it comes out of nowhere
i am here, they are there,
suffering, kids, women, people, like me
but they are from a primitive society
where people know their neighbors, 
and it takes a village to raise a kid, whats up with that?
but EBOLA is evil, it ruins villages, people die, horriblyly
forget that. ive decided to help

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