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You told me back when I was young,
That before we both grew
Old,
One day we'd live inside a mansion
Full of all the richest
Gold.
You said you'd give me diamonds, and write my
Name up in the sky
You said you knew it looked bad now,
But one day we could fly
At first, you were so gentle
And at first, I
Believed.
I thought you were my noble king, and I trusted
Your honesty
But you fell into an amber bottle, you got
Addicted to the drink
You bruised my all-too-innocent heart
And it started to sink
You took my wildest fairytales and
Spun them into dreams
No matter how unreal they were, no matter how
Out of reach.
You said we'd have a palace full of fancy, shiny things
Then you drenched it in your alcohol
Now it's not worth a thing
You said I'd be a princess, but I look
More like a toad.
I thought I'd own a horse-drawn
Carriage,
But I'm riding on a goat
I envisioned a golden crown, a sapphire-studded throne
You promised me glass castles,
But now you're casting
Stones
When you started hitting, you beat
Down my sense of pride
I wrapped my heart up in barbed wire
To protect its blackened
Eye
You shattered all my high hopes and trapped me inside
These walls
Now I live confined in shackles, a prisoner
Of a drunken war.
These words are my rebellion
I hope this pen can
Beat the sword
You murdered all my angels, and you
Sent them straight to Hell
You conquered me with demons when I thought you
Meant well
You sought only to own me, to isolate me here
With you
You're so afraid of burning, you'd drag me
Right down, too
I let you blind me with your lies,
Let you gag me with
Your ties
You ventured all the wrong places with your
Red and hazy eyes
It's bad enough that you demanded,
Even worse, you'd pass
The buck
But most tragic is the fact that I merely gave
It up
The mirrors are cracked and broken
From your constant booze-fueled
Brawl
The images are useless, and I can't see who you are at all
What happened to the sweet and loving
Person I once knew?
But thinking that, I have to laugh, because
That was never you
I softly egg you to confess, but
You tell me I'm to blame
For all of your misfortunes, and you bury me in shame
I'd be better off an orphan
This place could never be my home
You promised me glass castles
But now you're casting
Stones
Where did you go?
I saw here a minute ago,
You disappeared right in font of my very eyes.
Why did you leave?
Was it because of me?
Oh Daddy wont you tell me?
I looked under the bed,
I even checked the closet,
But you were not there!
Daddy, Mommy says you gone.
Daddy were did you go,
I hate this new game of hide and seek!
I promise I'll be good.
Mommy, is bring all of these new guys home!
Daddy everyone is telling me lies.
I'm so confused!
I feel so used!
What did I do?
Is it my fault?
Did I yell to much?
Can you tell me Daddy?
Wont you tell me what I did wrong?
Or are you to afraid to face me?
Oh I feel so sad!
Mommy just left!
I can't take it any more!
I cry every night now!
I think it was me!
I did something wrong!
I was born!
They say we would be in foster care,
But Sheri took us in!
Now she says that it wasn't our fault.
I honestly believe her.
You really hurt me,
And I trusted you.
You finely came back,
I'm really happy!
Wait, who the hell is that?
A STEP MOTHER!
Why, Sheri is just like a mother to use!
You love her wow that is a shocker!
How the hell can you love that thing!
Her eyes are popping out of her head!
Did you strangle her?
Sorry to judge,
But, she is u-g-l-y,
And she ain't got no alibi.
Now you gave me back to mom!
What did I do this time?
Why is it because I'm a girl?
Is your wife getting between us?
That thing says I was just so bad!
Is true, huh Daddy is it?
I need to know!
I feel so lost and so confuse!
When will you try to visit me?
Are you gone for ever?
Is it temporary again?
Can't you tell me why your gone again?
Mommy, she's throwing thing at me,
She is calling me bad names!
Daddy, where are you?
I can't keep wait for to save me.
Daddy, I hear my brothers are coming to live with me,
is it true, huh daddy is it?
They are hear and Mommy saying your in some stuff,
Is it true huh is it?
Daddy, I'm looking to the heaven for an answer,
all because you want to ignore me!
Mommy is threatening us again!
What do I do?
Tell me what to do!
if love was so mouth refreshing,
why must the sky tell me 'you better forget it'
we've angered at each other like as if our hearts were torches,
we have shared our drinks from the corner store we once had,
and you keep whispering in my ear 'you're living in the past',
if mistakes weren't so easy to make,
deep inside the core of my throat, i'd know i'd be perfect,
the lost loner dreams at the top hill and prays on his knees,
the last lover never dreamed a day in his life,
he only hears the voice of her saying 'you'll never see me'
so what if i never see you again?
i'll drown my lips into the ocean because they were once kissed by you,
i'll throw a balloon in the sky tied with poems that i never got to tell you,
but i'll never let it pop because if i do,
i know i'd cry century's for you to give me a second chance,
so what if i can't forget you?
i'll drown my lips into the ocean because they were once kissed bye you,
i'll throw a balloon in the sky tied with poems that i never got to give you,
ah, so what if i end up with no heart?
because you've kept it within yours for years,
so don't give up on me even if you're not here to stay,
we've spent last night and that day,
and forever more you'll be here to kiss my lips,
but yet, on the tip of my tongue i have the sense you forgot about me,
so that kiss won't be the same ever again,
you've said our destiny was written in our stone,
now i'm laying in my cadaver with only one bone,
so what if i never see you again?
i'll drown my lips into the ocean because they were once kissed by you,
i'll throw a balloon in the sky tied with poems that i never got to tell you,
but i'll never let it pop because if i do,
i know i'd cry century's for you to give me a second chance,
so what if i can't forget you?
i'll drown my lips into the ocean because they were once kissed bye you,
i'll throw a balloon in the sky tied with poems that i never got to give you,
now i love you.
I
I knew a time when my sister, tall and fair
with her sage sense of humor, dull and non-existent
Seemed positively,
metallic, blessed with flowing shackles, a gift, extended only to me.
Limiting my growth past 8 years, haunting my dreams until age 21
always advising her younger sis, to teary boredom
“Do as I say”, “whereso’er I may”
Lend me your shoe to prove my superiority.
By night or day,
I am your stone Buzzard and I will pick your bones
II
This I suffered
The rainbow might as well have been between us,
For the roses lost their petals long ago
I can no longer feel their thorns, my toughened skin
Yet lately when I turn to cry for you,
The pain is far greater than I should bear
For (you) seep, from my tear ducts, a bloodless water driblet
Injury that keeps finding its way out
Purging the likes of you
In twin tissues
III
Infuriates me.
Each night from my pillow writhed
Come darkened silhouettes of your pigtails
I inhale one, in each nostril,
just so I can blow you away
Are you a sister of another mister?
My tormenter, my thumb umbrella
Cleanse me from your sticky sight
Allow my legs to find that gentle breeze called freedom
Before the very bone that we share dies
Making us look upon our mirrors
To find the frozen cordial face
As we pretend to plant, a history, of fond remembrance
When we are but plowing, our indignations in the ground
IV
Unbeknownst
I knew a time when my sister, tall and fair,
Sat braiding her curly brown hair
Finding me sleeping, without nary a sound
Wrapped her tight braid, around and around
Laughing as my life was slipped from sight
Dragging me constantly, round that night
So what if I, but a babe in skin
Was found by Dad, in the playpen
Hence, since, even now, my skin, crawls
Afraid of the hair in red overalls
I Guess I Woke Up Too Soon!
The train was coming after me again.
I, a helpless little girl, the evil train tracked.
Like so many times before, the distant sounds warned.
Chugga, shugga, chugga, whoo whoooooo!
Off the rails down the trails, no longer on the track
It crosses the highway just like before.
Again…getting closer, closer, louder and louder.
Chugga, shugga, chugga, whoo whoooooo!
Terrified, I run around the house to find safety.
Looking frantically for a hiding place.
I scamper about to no avail…terrorized.
Chugga, shugga, chugga, whoo whoooooo!
I can hear it rumbling down my street, now.
My alarmed heart races as I run from place to place.
But there is no stopping that dreaded train.
Chugga, shugga, chugga, whoo whoooooo!
That incessant whistling getting louder…Louder!
Much louder than before, my…fright grows.
Strength perishes while fears increase.
Whoo whoooooo! Whoo whoooooo!
Across the lawn, through the front door,
The train barges in. But it doesn’t see me hiding
I breathe softly and crouch behind the couch.
My “evil enemy” in silence rolls into the kitchen.
No more chugging, no more whistling…
The train in stealthy pursuit seeks as I hide.
From one concealed place to another, I flee.
In silent horror, I run for cover…room-to-room.
The train steadily searches methodically hunting—
No more chugging, no more whistling…only seeking.
Finally, I scamper behind the couch, again.
The train heads for the front door just as I hide behind it.
He leaves. Chugga, shugga, chugga!
Chugga, shugga, chugga, chugga, shugga, chugga!
Finally, in the distance I hear it. Whoo whoooooo!
Thankfully, I escaped the dreadful...once again.
If only I could fly with the birds—
I guess I woke up too soon!
© © Dane Smith-Johnsen
March 13, 2010
When I was really small, I loved my trike,
and then I graduated to a bike.
I also liked to skip, so mother bought
A jump rope that I used an awful lot.
It seems I really loved to hop around,
to have my feet come off, then back on ground.
I got a pogo stick I used all year
and wore out quickly once I learned to steer!
At 15, I was not the same small kid,
for there were other fun things that I did.
However, I still liked some childish things
like Sting Ray bikes and trampolines and swings.
That year appeared in stores a brand new toy,
a grand delight for every girl and boy.
And though a woman I had now become,
that Christmas I just had to have me one!
This last “real” toy of mine I won’t forget
because it brought me also some regret.
A toy once you start, you can hardly stop:
Can you guess? It was the Hoppity Hop.
This toy was just a big strong rubber ball.
You’d grip its handles so you wouldn’t fall.
I loved to bounce around the yard on it,
and all I had to do was simply sit!
A boy I kind of liked showed up one day.
I didn’t know he’d come and seen me play
until I got up off that crazy ball
and went to tell him “hi,” but that’s not all. . .
I learned the back side of my shorts had split.
The whole time he was there, I never knew it.
My sisters later told me. Well, that guy
simply stayed and didn’t bat an eye!
I felt so idiotic and was sure
he must have found me kind of immature,
a grown girl hopping all around her lawn!
But worse was how I felt once he had gone.
He’d seen my shorts ripped from behind, and then
said nothing. I could not face him again.
So silly! He still liked me after all. . .
but I abandoned him and that dang ball!
For Paula Swanson's "Childhood Memory" Contest
Events embedded in my mind—from the decade of 6-0,
Return to me as vivid now, as they were long ago.
I went to bed afraid at night, fearing missiles from the south.
Ears ringing from the bearded man, words of fire from his mouth.
We were sent to recess early, one cold November day.
I saw my teacher crying, at what Cronkite had to say.
The news crackled through the speaker, that was mounted on our wall.
We all remained so silent, as we filed into the hall.
Into our living rooms they came, the four of them that night.
There`s no way you could hear them, but were thrilled with just the sight.
Who ever would have known right then what headlines they`d create?
That the joy they brought to us was not a temporary state.
As teens we saw the “Shindig”, take its parting farewell ride.
And were saddened at the news that Lucy`s thrifty landlord died.
Then Hoover told the public that Lee Harvey was alone.
True Grit and Midnight Cowboy clenched the big screen movie`s throne.
Confusion reigned inside my mind about the raging war.
Thousands of our young men left, unsure about the score.
My mind told me if Uncle Sam sent our boys off to fight,
Then that`s the way it had to be, for weren`t they always right?
Lulu sang to Sidney, songs of undying affection.
The hills alive with Julie— we witnessed pure perfection.
Neil Armstrong took one giant step for man, upon the moon.
The songs over the rainbow ceased, that year, the end of June.
Memories like these inside my mind, are carved, so not to die.
A Boomer`s recollection—more than Hollywood could supply.
It`s comforting to reminisce about the times gone past.
And now I see, as an adult, they went by all too fast.
Form:
I'm the child that no-one See's, no-one ever remembers me, I live across the road from
you, the one with bruises, black and blue, the child who never speaks or cries, the child
with sunken dark ringed eyes.
I watch you as you walk on past, from the dirty bedroom window glass, I never smile or
wave to you, my arm, like my heart is broken too, but that's something I must never
mention, my bones mend without attention.
I don't get hungry anymore, although my throat gets dry, I try to forget how I feel, and
watch the world pass by. I saw a lady with her dog, he pranced and played on grass, I
liked that very much, just watching from behind this glass.
One day I will play outside, and I will have a dog, the sun will shine upon my face
instead of dirty fog, of all the dreams I had today, this one I will keep, I'm going to
play with this little dog, once I fall asleep.
With such a start I turn around, the door is opening wide, and stepping into this lonely
room, he grabs me as I hide, my frail body thrown around, my head hits against the wall,
he smiles at me, he's oh so pleased, as I hit the floor.
As he turns to leave the room, my eyes become a mist, he hit me really hard this time,
full force from his fist, I used to find the strength to stand, I'm usually ok, but this
time it's so different, I'm being pulled away.
On wooden floorboards where I fell, I'm certain I see God, he has come to take me home,
and with him is a dog. As he takes my lifeless hand, and lifts me to his chest, he tells
me there will be someone, me they won't forget!
'Suffer little children, to come unto me, for theirs is the kingdom Of heaven'
(So Beat It)
How many times must I forgive you
Before
You meant just what you said
How often must I play these games
Until
We're forced to forfeit at the hands
Of your disease
You're so busy crying wolf that you've
Forgotten you're red-handed
The
Scene of the crime laced by the scars that
You have made, your words
Born
From the poison that an absent mother brings
I've spent my life keeping your secret
Could
You tell me why I should?
Give me one good reason to protect the
Twisted
Logic that's become fail proof
Hogwash is your calling card, bipolar is
Your
Excuse for when you drop from
My life completely, without a single sound
There,
I said it: you're insane, and I'll
Venture far enough to say that now it's all
Your fault
You had the chance to dig yourself
Out, and now that it's too late, you're dragging
All
Of us down
Yes, I'll admit that you're a burden
But
I still don't want you dead
Since you've officially denied to be my
Mom
I want you gone instead, as
You've for years intended. For once, I
Wish
It wasn't all about you. I'm
Caring about me for a start, not that you
Could tell
Oh, you've missed your cue?
Well I'll give you a hint: this is the part where
You act like the adult, so I
Can be a kid again
I'm evicting you and all your secrets out
The
Front door of my mind, and onto
The corner of the real world that you can't
Seem
To find. I've been your helpless hostage
Just one too many times. You were once violent,
Always
Cruel, and never the mom I'd be
Ashamed to leave behind
I guess this is ta-ta for now, so don’t let your ego
Hit you in the rear on your
Way out
A Tea Party....she drug me into this nonsense
...I'd follow her to the end of the earth
Slight pang of jealousy surfaces discovering we're not alone
A tattered bear and a ragdoll with a flopping button eye
rounded out the guest list...stealing our privacy!
I've never hated anyone more than now...
Her accent was faux-brit...At the time I didn't get it
Maggie set the table...a tree stump, purposely graceful
Chin raised up and out...all a part of the production
All the while I watched fascinated
My hands pressed firmly between my knees
Setting a pink plastic plate with cake
She giggled playfully...
... knowing this was a tortured day for me
I'd devour mountains of invisible cake,
sip tiny cups of tea that wasn't there
To smell those flowers in her hair
Maggie left me sitting to conversate with "Bear" and "Bonnie"
...dreading the horror of a pop-in by Tommy and Johnny
I could only imagine them rolling in the grass...
Pointing at the scene, roaring with laughter
running after to make a neighborhood broadcast!!
As I pictured the horrific scene, Maggie crept behind me
soft hands cupped over my eyes "Surprise"!!
As I turned to speak...she puckered sweet and layed it on me!!
Taken aback...I'd no idea how to react
Face flushed, I blushed and ran away
Later that day...She appeared at the edge of my lawn
We went to the creek and looked for turtles...
Inspired by John Heck's "My First Kiss" contest