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Lies have become a deep abyss between us,
And now, with a gentle voice, you silently confess to me,
That the fear of losing me hid the truth in shadows,
But if love was your fear, why did you not trust?
How little you valued what we shared under the stars,
How carelessly you let the moments turn to ashes,
But do all these things matter now, or do they really matter?
Is that the question that brought you wandering back to me?
Time has pulled us like tides, slowly separating us,
The distance between us is not in miles, but in deep scars,
Like rivers of melancholy flowing through the map of the soul,
Between us lies a sky of extinguished stars that divides us.
I ask you, in the night of shadows and late truths,
Where did we go wrong, where was the thread of light that united us lost,
And if there is still a way to find it, to bring it back to life,
Or are we just strangers who shared a dream scattered in the wind?
Do It Again
When I was little I fell down.
We all did that.
When, we were little.
Later, I fell off…
A ladder, a motorcycle, a cart, a bike,
several other motorized vehicles commercially,
and non-commercially constructed by
back yard engineers of extremely high standing…
at least in Our Corner of the World.
The one common denominator was “get up.”
Get back in it, on it, under it, or where ever you ride it…
and do it again… maybe not that way… however.
Today as I went out to pick up something,
I was not motorized, but there were wheels involved.
Get the mail, get a trash can or other thing…
Bring it back to the house.
That I had done…
ten thousand times before.
Instead I found something new…
Flight.
I also found pavement.
Hard and unyielding,
completely rearranging…
parts…
of me…
A bruise, a scrape and I know an angel limped from the scene.
There were at least a dozen white feathers…
Nothing broken, except my pride.
That is okay. It is useless anyway.
worry is a habit that will sap your strength
anxiety, neurosis, hypertensiveness
worry is sinful for it belies trust and faith in our Lord
yet we bring it upon ourselves, a sin we can ill afford
we tend to put the wrong people
and things first in our lives
some people need to be loved from afar
and some things will give you the hives
incompatibility, negativity and discouragement
are uphill battles of spiritual indifference
when you're around certain people
do you feel better or do you feel worse?
minimize your time with them
and spend time with God first
peace of mind, tranquility and a quiet life
are very attainable if you accept the love of Christ
be careful, discerning
and let the Lord God play a major role
stop worrying about people and the things
over which you have no control
He has a stalker
Getting to the bottom of it,
who hurt the duck
Hint dabbing
probing for intelligence
Sent seedy
email to duck
Containing x rated material,
I am suspicious
he might get hurt,
mad horrid
roaring sounds
With an awful
weird voice
Duck hell
He can
not sleep
Help
the little fellow,
we need to investigate probing
Keep filthy videos out
The duck
will never be the same
He is on valium
at the moment,
a vet
has been dispatched
By private helicopter
as we speak
He needed
to be treated for
Were do I start,
aggravated stress
brought on,
wait to you hear it
By that xrated video
Refusing to leave
the house
Scared he might
see that monster,
the video left
in his mind,
he knows now
what insanity is
he wont pass the door
The duck
ain't happy
Nearly blew
his mind,
ha ha ha
in stitches
You ain't seen
mad crazy duck
There aint no sunshine
bring it on
quack quack
He is gone
quackers
Waist not an outfit, Barbie with her slip-on shoes,
fairy-belts; plush hair, sometimes in ponytails.
Forget-me-not her impossible figure. Why do some
suppose that Barbie should be fat or ostracised?
So what we dream in fairytales! So what, feminity
is only skin deep and doesn’t include secret places.
Us girls always knew what was there. It’s all pretend.
We live in a fantasy. So what, Ken is not the doll
he’s cracked up to be. He still represents those others,
when we were too young or shy to approach those males.
I loved my Barbie dolls! I didn’t have enough - my aunt
had a whole boxful that I’d play with on yearly visits.
I had a Barbie wig, the kind for a doll’s head. Missing
a wig that just happened to be at my neighbor friend’s.
She said it was hers…it could have been. I didn’t believe
it then…do I believe it now…I do if were meant to
stay friends, even at a distance, because I might fight
for a boxful, but a wig - that’s just ridiculous. Even in
swimsuit stripes, Barbie is striking. She bares her shoulders.
She has those long, luxurious legs. I’m short, but I
can have fun dressing her up. I must buy my wardrobe
on the spot, if it looks good; if it’s a good fit. But
Barbie, she can wear anything. She was better than
paper dolls though I still enjoyed dressing them.
Barbie can be dolled up or wear a tweed suit.
She can have a modern do, wear gloves and a hat.
This trending doll grooves through the ages,
changes colors, hairstyles, and outfits.
Lastly, covid inspired a book idea, for Karen Feder,
Barbie Takes The Catwalk. I saw this Mattel doll
in my library’s oversized book collection…
I had to bring it home, as if it was a puppy dog.
" This was first posted in 2024, but it does describe him well, its the reason I may not always seem normal. At that time it was NOT for a contest." The Poet
Conversation with my hubby:
"Dear what day is it?"
"It's Monday"
"What time is it ?"
"9.30pm"
"So is it Monday today or tomorrow?"
"Its Monday now. After midnight tonight it will be Tuesday."
"What time is it tomorrow?"
"Time hasn’t started tomorrow. We have nothing planned for tomorrow. Were you thinking we did?"
"No, the garbage goes out Monday but its not picked up til Tuesday"
"Yes but I already put it out on the street"
"That my job."
"I am glad you remembered that, but you haven’t done it for a long time."
"Well I will do it tomorrow."
"OK you can bring it in tomorrow. I always bring Tony’s in too. He is ill and Nancy doesn’t get home til after dark."
"Were is the key to their gate? "
"We don’t have a key to their gate."
"I need a key."
"When you bring their bin in tomorrow just leave it outside the gate if its locked. They don’t lock it usually on garbage days"
"I will go now and bring them in."
"No they haven’t been emptied yet."
"Today is Monday. There is no need for you to get them."
"Yes but its my job to take them out. I must get them in so I can take them out on Monday."
"Today is Monday. There is no need for you to get them."
"Yes but its my job to take them out. I must get them in so I can take them out on Monday."
"Ok, I don’t care. I am going to bed. Good night."
"Dear wake up, where are the pegs that hold the liner in place in the bins?"
"They are on the back patio, I took them off so that the liner will fall out when the garbage is collected."
"I need to put them back on. Its my job to take the pegs off."
"OK"
"Where are next doors pegs?"
"They don’t use a liner, they aren’t messy like us. I am going back to sleep."
20 minutes later…" Dear, wake up.. I need help."
"What do you need help with?"
"I need help picking up all the garbage off the pavement. Our bin tipped over. There is garbage every where."
"OK. I am coming."
That gold leafed hard cover, that’s what would swing it
She gave him the title and asked him to bring it
Dad always answered to her delectations
And next day he handed her ‘Great Expectations’
Just the right size and just the right weight
An old fashioned read but it should balance great
She tired of the story for so much was bleak
But that tome would serve her well, week after week
‘Learning’ she needs like a hole in the head
She’d wed a rich sucker who’s easily led
But she used to walk like a duck on a bike
Yet now she has poise that is so ladylike
14 May 2021
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Don’t criticise me from this poem
You’ll understand once I bring it home
I used to love DIY I was a fanatic
But it took me a long time and drove my wife spastic
She used to curse and say you not finished yet
You’ll end up leaving it half done I bet
I got so flustered it end been true
I could not see anything through
So I’d lay there and would not budge
Watching TV stuffing my face with fudge
She’d scream at me and says get off your lazy ass
Get the lawn mower and cut the grass
You know the saying “you can lead an ass to the water but you can’t make it drink”
I’d lay on the couch staring at the TV and wouldn’t blink
Now I was not this sort of person
But she was impatient and her attitude would worsen
I was a perfectionist in my minds eye
When it came to the thing I loved doing, DIY
Now I lay here a couch potato
Watching her face go red like a plum tomato
Evil certainly plagues our world
Crossing boundaries, on the attack
Unacceptable actions against humanity
There’s no reason to stay silent
There’s no reason to submit
There’s no reason, no reason…
To turn our backs on values
To dampen love that we all need
Be willing to sacrifice
Spread love wherever you can
Build bridges with hearts
Hand another a life preserver
Give empathy where cries are heard
Discover wisdom within yourself
Be guided by light that starts in your soul
To shine on all the miles you travel
For you have a purpose…
And you have the will to choose
Be the light of a city in darkness
Like the stars across the midnight sky
Sparkle like the sun on waves in the ocean
Move with the tides…
Turn rocks with the currents until they are smooth
Reach the warmth of the shore and bring it home
Heidi Sands
5/14/22
There's a tea pot
And a kettle
Waiting to steam
Isn't this quite familiar
Like a dream
Have you ever dreamed
Of what you could do
If you only put your mind to
Did you go after it
Or did you just sit there
Did you get excited
Or didn't even care
Did you think for a second
Or just use to rejection
Did you plan this thing out
It's a reflection
A reflection of you
This is your journey
Live it
In the end all you have to do is give it
Dream big
Have big dreams
You can accomplish
Anything
(Repeat 1x)
People will tell you
What you cant do
And what you can
Dont revise your plan
Write it down
Bring it to life
Get yourself on track
Get it right
We all have room
To grow
Just need a little life spoken into us
It's ok
We need to be watered , we to be grown
We don't have to do this alone
You have to support yourself
Stay strong
And then the Lord will send the right people along
Dream big
Have big dreams
You can accomplish
Anything
(Repeat 1x)
You can do it
Yes you can
Just make sure you keep God apart of the plan
(Repeat 1x)
Dream big
Have big dreams
You can accomplish
Anything
(Repeat until chorus fades )
Written by Concetta Hardnett
01/19/2025