Long Jaw Poems
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Our proximity came with my age
And I only saw your later chapters,
though I saw myself in you.
Not unlike myself with ambition,
Homely peers and shouting,
The weight you did accrue.
Your aims changed a while ago,
And I added them to my own,
I saw your smile tighten,
But I let my feelings stew.
Fancy chains of gold, white veiled capture,
And, yes, I hate your captor,
Sceptical of this new chapter,
and the baby cradle too.
As of now your hands have turned to hitting,
Smiles inclined to swearing,
Your son is only one now,
And our similarities are already true?
As I try to slumber now the stature cracks,
The bringer of tears strikes again,
And I struggle to identify who.
I’ve looked up for the longest time,
And I gaze into you now that I’ve grew.
The truth I’ve come to grips with now,
I don’t want to be you.
It's easy to blame Life for our plights and woes.
The day-to-day throes that weigh heavy on us.
Those that overwhelm our senses with worry.
Is it actually Life that torments us
or is it just the pretense we use to blame
our troubles on something... anything
except ourselves as being responsible
for lighting the fuse igniting our struggles?
Life is a rat race where we scurry like mice,
hurrying here and there with things we pursue.
Finances are always stretched to the max,
our names etched on documents for payment due.
Problems ensue and we become imbued with
health issues, climate change, global unrest.
It seems each day we're being tested anew,
taunted, and haunted by fear when we hear
of some new threat to society and more so
when it involves the ones we dearly love.
If we feel Life holds us in its grasp like a vise,
maybe we need to consider a new attitude.
Few of us ever have enough financial security.
Nickles and dimes buy nothing lately,
and never does time allow us enough hours
to get through a day feeling unscathed.
I've come to realize that Life is not to blame.
It's wayward people who treat it as a game,
those who hold power for greed and gain.
We don't roll the dice to decide where we go.
We're responsible for so much more than that.
But there are no do-overs for any of us
when wrong decisions are made.
Nor do we get pats on our backs
when we've made the right choice.
It's our voice that we listen to; our voice we hear.
Our jaws are often clenched,
our teeth grinding to the point of pain
when burdens and despair drive us to the brink
of feeling like we're standing on the edge of a cliff.
But is it really fair to blame Life for our troubles,
or when our thoughts ask the question, "What if?"
Let's not keep our jaws clenched in silence.
Speak up; speak out against wrongdoings.
We all have problems on different levels
with which we struggle, but breaking free
of them will release the tension in our jaws
and the vise grip we accuse Life of having on us.
We need to find a way to stop those stones
from hurling themselves in our direction...
the ones that ripple across our calm waters,
threatening to keep hold of us in their grip.
Through life’s clenched jaw, I'm in awe of my accomplishments. The pain in my life has started to fade as I open the blinds and pull back the shades. I've been reaching into my core, allowing my heart to pour out onto each page. Soaring through my thoughts, I watch my depression rot and wither. Looking back at my past gives me shivers; I was once homeless, covered in grit and grime. Sweat dripped down my face as I felt so out of place in reality, watching my life seep away like quicksand. Life didn’t deal me the best hand. Coming from a broken home, substance abuse was all I knew. This was my pattern for years until I was ready to shift gears. In a hopeless state of mind, I cried out for help, not knowing how to cope with the feelings that festered inside me. Narcotics Anonymous became my guide— a guiding light to break these chains within my heart and soul. Drug addiction won't continue to take its toll. I was lost to a society that no longer saw me as a person but as a transient on the street, hooked on drugs and unsure where I would sleep. The person I used to be is gone. I was able to right my wrongs and forgive those who caused me harm—not for them, but for myself, so I could move on. Move on from this torment that held me hostage—hostage to my disease between my ears. It was time to stop living in fear. The ways I coped for ten years left me in a chokehold I couldn't break alone, but with my loved ones by my side, I realized this was a road I didn't have to walk alone. I’ve grown from the broken, neglected little girl inside me—sewn back my broken pieces. If you're fighting something deep inside, don't give up hope, and let your pain be your guide. I hope you cry every tear without fear of judgment because you're introducing yourself to healing when you allow yourself to start feeling. I was once told it’s a sign of weakness to be vulnerable. But they were wrong, so I'll keep singing this song. The song of my pain, my sorrow, hoping to give someone else hope to live till tomorrow. I refuse to be labeled as an addict or a lost cause. The jaws of this world haven't swallowed me whole yet. The fire is burning in my soul, and with the help of others, my heart is whole.
If I can’t climb the mountain,
I will find a way around;
what matters is reaching the place
destiny has mapped before me.
If wrestling shadows is required,
I will fight them to succeed;
for in the book of life,
each page must turn with time,
its wisdom carefully absorbed
before the next is revealed.
As though life resents our existence,
it serves difficulties as daily bread.
To drink from the cup of victory,
forged in the furnace of success,
one must grow small as a camel
passing through the needle’s eye.
Success lies hidden in life’s belly;
one must pry open its clenched jaw,
wrest the sweetness it has swallowed,
before the songs of triumph are sung.
Though life’s teeth are igneous stone,
I will seize the molten magma,
shape it before it hardens,
and rise, crowned in blazing triumph.
Went to the ROM last weekend
The Royal Ontario Museum
An absolute and total eye opener for sure
We with our sophisticated smugness
With our feeling of superiority
Emboldened by today's amazing technology
Need to stop and take a look back
At the achievements of these artisans
From centuries gone by
Of generations with totally amazing skills
Without the aid of of today's technology
To help them in their endeavours
Just their hands and their inventive minds
The results of which were astounding
I stood there in awe
It was a totally mind blowing experience
Everyone needs to take a break and look back
It makes us realize what great things
The human mind has always been capable of
It was a jaw dropping experience!
see my hand it has a gewgaw in
and to my lips I kiss the day
with her sounds I repeat back
in overtones and harmonics
of a heart whose breath is wide
horizonal, for scope, there is scope
and much to fill with a beauty
of song and call and secretness
yet do I not keep the outside out
these harp filled moments
allow my alone to distant inwards
solitary in an openness of voyage
among this voice of many voices
for it is here in this everywhere
that soothes, that steals, that builds
and my direction honed, renewed
oh these moments pass too quickly
once I’m out of the eternity
but the whet and drive has thirst
see my hand it has a gewgaw in
and to my lips I kiss the day
Time to time, I'm bound to pass
through Life's clenched jaw
as I saw, that's inevitable !
No body can escape but to be put
in tight corner --more or less
even if one fights utmost.
That's life !
Path of life is uneven not smooth
the most ruthless truth.
In those days, I never pray
to be saved in danger ----
but wish for more strength
to struggle and win !
Adverse situations must not ruin me :
Even if I fall down,
I'm sure, I must rise up.
I know sometimes
I are put in immense trouble
while going through life's clenched jaw
as if I'm under cutch of devil's paw.
Yet I don't lose self confidence
to control hazards
having tolerance
and sufficient patience.
I don't need any solace
if when I be put in grief or sorrow
but pray for courage and competence
to overcome by tomorrow.
I proceed dauntless
simultaneous being righteous
to confront with firm faith
as I never deviate from truth
even when going though Life's clenched jaw !
Fear seeps into my pores, and I sweat droplets of dread
Where I once saw you walk this path and I quietly read
The feelings that we shared, the blessings that prepared
My heart and yours, for this darkness that declared…
Cancer, the word no one wants to hear
The word so awful it brings the soul a tear
The feelings, bleeding through the night
Silence the wind, leave the world in fright
Cancer, the reason that I write these verses
In a prayer, praying healing that curses
All the darkness that has come with this disease
Cancer is a illness that causes you to fall to your knees
I wonder, though I believe, was I faithful enough?
Why has this darkness fallen – will it make me tough?
I feel so alone, so sad… God, wasn’t I tough ENOUGH? ENOUGH!!!
This pain, this valley, this struggle will surely rebuff
Cancer, leave my story – please just go away
God, please heal my husband, who I pray
Will live a long and happy life, a life I can say
Was blessed by love and healing that will not betray!
Went to the ROM last weekend
The Royal Ontario Museum
An absolute and total eye opener for sure
We, with our sophisticated smugness
With our feeling of superiority
Emboldened by today's amazing technological advances
Need to stop and take a look back
At the achievements of these artisans
From centuries gone by
Of generations with totally amazing skills
Without the aid of today's modern technology
To help them in their endeavours
Just their hands and their inventive minds
The results of which were astounding
I stood there in awe
It was a total mind blowing experience
Everyone needs to take a break and look back
It makes us realize what great things
The human mind has always been capable of
It was a jaw-dropping experience!
My neighbor accused me when his truck was stolen.
He broke my jaw two months ago and it's still swollen.
I lost fifty pounds because my mouth had to be wired shut.
Even though I'm innocent, my neighbor still kicked my butt.
He bounced me around like a basketball.
I was no match for him because he's over seven feet tall.
The cops found the real crook and my neighbor knew I wasn't at fault.
He begged me for forgiveness but I still had that ox arrested for assault.
When he went to jail, his boss fired him and his wife left, it's sad but true.
When he is released, he will come looking for me and it will be round two.