My First Thirty Days
My first thirty days—
after living low in the valley,
God woke me
on the top of the mountain.
Eight months later,
I was walking in Glory,
stepping into
a new me.
Stay in faith, My daughter,
says the Lord,
for I will take you
through the storm.
You may not understand the why,
but know this—
I love you, My child.
The sacrifices I made
were never unseen,
each one poured out
so you would have
all you ever needed.
Wipe away your tears, daughter,
for your Heavenly Father
is always here.
In thirty days,
I woke you from a life walk
you never asked for,
a path heavy with questions
and silent prayers.
You thought you wouldn’t make it—
yet you held on,
you kept your faith.
And now, as this journey closes,
eight months later,
remember My name.
For My hand
will remain upon you—
each moment,
of every single day.
— Tammy R. Flanagan
© 12/21/2025
Thank You
All she said was “Thank You”
The only two words that filled her mind
Nothing else…
Who could had imagined that two words joined together would create such a powerful force?
To which ease the minds of others to show appreciation
That can calm emotions, begin friendships, and even create a smile
Two short words that have the power to possibly alter your life’s pathway
Funny how hard those words are sometimes hard to find
We allow ourselves to get in the way of kindness
The wall of stubbornness peaks through the door, breaking down any thoughts
Clouds overcome our judgement and we allow ourselves to get in the way of doing what is right
How uncanny the simplest of gestures can make everything okay
Just two short words…Thank You
Copyright @ Tammy Flanagan 2022
The Queen
I sometimes thought she was a mystical creature from another time...
The way the butterflies enraptured her body that day.
They were drawn to her like a mosquito needing to feed.
Flying around her feet as she would talk to them and softly giggle...
Child-like she was...
Still believing dreams come true and Prince Charming's do still exist
Where life can be a fairytale if you want it to be
She still saw the good in other's
Forgiving them at the first prick or tenth
Always looking past faults and only visualizing the good
Her voice was strong and powerful
When forced and needed
But soft and tender too...
She cared for her family
Stood by her man
Protecting them at any cost
Pure at heart
An Angel's smile
A laughter that would radiate the world
Brilliant mind
Hands that always were giving
Song Bird...a voice that melted the hardest rock
She was not a Princess but
A true Queen...
Tammy Flanagan copyright@ 2019
The Turn of Life
By: Tammy R. Flanagan
Voices uncarried, as the truth could never be announced
Secrets in tight metal boxes
And pain meticulously tucked away
Covered in bandages of fake smiles and laughter’s
Your mind repeats like a broken record…“Everyone deserves forgiveness”
For just the phone call, the day or hour you mask the ugly face
To be able to breathe through the charades
“You are not made like them”
Keeps twisting and turning, braiding my conscience as a quiet reminder
Flesh from flesh does not exist
Visions of selfishness, abomination and torture will never cross over
The legacy will not carry on
I will paint a new creation of life
That claims true faith and servanthood
Not a holier than-though-art Sunday morning pew warmer
Existing in a dressed-up cloak of deception and lies
Living like Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hide
The record has broken, your turn table cries no more
The stage is bare
No more acts will follow, no applause will be heard
For the venom that runs through
Destroyed your flesh and soul
What you give always came back
What you took will eventually be taken away
Skin and Bones
As the tears swell up in my eyes, then fall upon my face
You look at me in despair
I wonder if you loved me, or if you even cared
Was this the real masterpiece, or just an affair
My heart tries to be gentle and cover the pain
My mind come to reality and tells me nothing was really even there
For I have no heart left, the last shot has been blown
For all I have left is skin and bones
You were my life, I gave you all I had
So what did I do that was so bad
I loved you for you, something no one else had done
You were once my King, and I was your Queen
Now all we are is just a fairy tale dream
You got what you wanted, now here is my heart
I give it to you, for you were the one who slashed it apart
I have no use for it now, it does me no good
What good is a soul, with a heart that is scorned
And all I have left is skin and bones
My body wonders through time, my soul has no life
Doing what is expected of me, still trying to find
What you took away
The joy, the happiness, my life that once was
Now I am motionless, tranquil, I feel no pain
Awaiting for death, because I see no hope
For all I am is skin and bones
By: Tammy R. Flanagan
Lifeless
Wondering through time, not knowing what to find
A heart without a soul, a mind without peace
No tears fall for I feel no pain, no shadow lurks upon me
No sound shall I hear, only the vision of life
I am now lifeless
My footsteps are never heard, my thoughts never counteracted
Only silence would one hear
Humans never know I exist, passing by with their everyday life
Not knowing what lies ahead of them
If words could speak, and thoughts could flow
Caution would I bear to all
No hope, no future only time will they concieve
For one day, they will be lifeless like me
By: Tammy R. Flanagan
Whole
The essence of how your sweet soul awakens in me
That which I thought was lost forever
You see something within me, that I can not
I will never understand the depth of your vision
Or how you could love a tarnished vessel as I
A broken, bruised and sad creature
That has been ripped by the trials of life
Though every time you give yourself to me
A part of me comes back to life
And as I look through the looking glass once more
A newness starts to appear
That I can become what I once was
And be whole once again
By: Tammy R. Flanagan
Hunger
As my youth approaches me so very quickly
I discover the desires of my flesh
It cries out for more and more!
The hunger for touch has darkened my being
The need for attention obtains me once more
My close ones impart only what they can
But I am never fullfilled
Just to grasp the love I seek
I turn to anyone, who will give me what I yearn for
Never caring of the consequences for my need of fullfillment
Never caring of who I hurt to get what I require
The hunger envelopes me and overtakes my judgement
So I seek the one who can cover my soul completely
The being that can stop my search for another
The one who can kill my flesh and sweep away the cries
Until the hunger is no more
By: Tammy R. Flanagan
Precept
Turbulation through existance and time
Never trying to counteract the pieces of twine
That is trying to rip me apart
Clinging to the expectance of someone else
Reaching but collapsing again and again
Maybe nature in charge of its own course and mine
Precept is my only light
Once more then shall I engage
Once more shall I endeavor
Once more precept
Shall be my eternal vitality
By:
Tammy R. Flanagan
Bounds
Over and entercircled, grasping tighter and tighter
Penetrating the lines of my eternity
Orbiting to seize all that I have left
Desirous for more
Neverending infliction
No slumber shall I ever have
Until the bounds are pacified
How can I claim what I can not see?
The preference of bounds has no favor
Engulfs the crease of all
Seeping in uncannily
Until it devours it feast
Few can sustain the bounds to a hault
So I, I shall embrace the bounds and and create a solemn place
Cultivating what story I have been given
Turning destraut into purpose
And purpose into distinction
By:
Tammy R. Flanagan
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