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Beneath the darkness of heavy hearts,
Tears from nowhere weigh me down,
But I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
Merry men,
Laughing tongues wagging,
And I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
Lost memories rush in like tides,
Hands throw roses,
Landing like stones above the ground,
What a mighty sound,
Beyond the dark into the light,
I hear a mighty sound,
Scaring the moon, stars turn off their lights,
And I hear a sound,
Tomorrow appears with a glorious sun,
Mourning is over,
Night has fallen behind my shoulders,
And I hear a sound,
Children are born and some will marry,
I hear a mighty sound,
Clouds carry my burdens while songs fill the air,
Rains quench my thirst with every captured tear,
And I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
I can't see you from here,
In the morning's light I have slipped away,
But I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
Inside your pain something remains,
A mighty sound, A mighty sound,
I hear shadows fall,
The sea turning black and days turning pale,
And I hear a sound,
A mighty sound,
Blood on my tongue as I kiss death,
I hear everything you say,
I feel your pain,
Your tears heavy and wet,
I can't see,
But I hear a sound,
Inside my heart,
There,
With my last breath,
You'll hear a sound,
It's God's Almighty Sound.
~Vickie Thayer~
I Was Born Into Darkness,
Swaddled In Shame,
Nourished On Negativity,
With Regrets,
My Wounded Heart Beats Lame.
With Unforgiving Harshness,
I Welcomed Peaceful Silence,
Dug Below Eternal Darkness,
Her Death Quieted My Pain.
The Beautiful Stone Above Her Bed,
Forever Marks Her Name,
She Abused Them All Soundly,
But Would Never Claim.
I Visit With Forgiveness and Love,
I Kneel With Strength,
Her Soul Beneath My Feet,
I Hear God's Plan Above.
Burning Into Peace,
An Equal Deed,
Done At Length,
My Heart For Her Feels Pity.
"Let Me Teach Thee How,"
I Hear The Words,
Above My Mother's Grave,
How Light My Pain Seems Now.
Tears Fall From My Thoughts,
Not From A Broken Heart,
For It Could Not,
For Life And Death Impart.
Her Head Stone Reads,
"An Eternal Loss,
In This Life And In Death,
A Pain We Never Forgot."
~Vickie Hurtt- Thayer~2017
I Hear Your Silence,
I Know Your Smile,
I Feel Your Love,
I See Through Your Eyes,
I Touch Your Mouth,
I Kiss Your Lips,
I Miss Your Touch,
I Feel Your Presence,
It's All Around Me.
You Are Still Here,
Your Body Is Gone,
Your Soul Taken By God,
But,
You Are Here With Me,
Everyday I Notice You,
In The Smallest Ways,
I Can See You Now,
As I Look Into My Mirror.
There Is A Tiny Speck,
Of Angel Dust,
In My Eye,
I Shall Leave It There,
For All Time,
Until One Day,
When We Meet Again,
And Walk Together,
On,
The Other Side.
(Vickie Thayer Poetess 2009)
Life has a funny way of smacking you,
not that I'm laughing,
at the sting of redness,
left on my other cheek.
It is said that karma is,
a word they call a sarcastic woman,
the word that rhymes with,
and almost has the same meaning as witch.
I have waited for karma,
and all her craftiness,
she seems to be taking her good old time,
she is after all,
always threatening to come around.
Maybe it would be better,
if I stopped wishing,
and just realized,
it's not beyond the realms of possibilities,
That karma has already done her job,
been paid,
and is now on a sabbatical,
I think my red cheek has healed.
~Vickie Thayer~Poetry To Ponder~
2017
I love books that have no end,
truth that is hard to bend,
letters I forgot to send,
and reading them again,
unmade beds that invite,
stories I need to write,
eating ice cream with contrite,
knowing wrong is sometimes right,
I love grass that needs mowed,
a garden that feeds my soul,
boots that kick my toes,
boats I never row,
bridges that go nowhere,
the triple dog I dared,
knowing my love was fair,
falling up the stairs,
I love price that's worth the cost,
my mind that I found lost,
tomatoes that never rot,
the demons that I fought,
never having enough on my plate,
hearing words you can't say,
leaving when I was told to stay,
being the keeper of my own fate.
~Vickie Thayer~
There's a story,
As old as time,
Cute little girl skipping thru the woods,
A big bad wolf who follows behind,
She's Carrying goodies for her Grammy,
She does it with love and because she's kind,
The wolf trots ahead,
He's a mastermind,
He eats her Grammy,
Wolfing her down with a glass of red wine,
Then making himself comfy in her big bed,
He Does this all in the nick of time,
The little girl knocks at the door,
"Come in sweet child of mine,"
The wolf yells with delight,
"What did you bring for your Grammy tonight?"
The little girl in her red hood,
Whispers, "something just doesn't seem right,"
Come closer my dear I could not hear,
Red yells,"Grammy your ears are outta sight!"
The wolf so cunning and clever replies,
"All the better for listening at night,"
"But Grammy I've never seen,
Such a glow in your eyes,"
"My child it's the reflection from the moon,
It lighted the way for you tonight,"
"Oh my Grammy, you have such big teeth!"
The wolf decided on a rhyme,
"Well if you haven't figured it out by now,
I'm not your dear Grammy,
You silly child,
I followed you in from the woods,
You came straight away,
As a good girl should,
Carrying your basket full of food,
In your bright red cape,
Under your little red hood,
I ate your Grammy,
I'm gonna eat you, too,"
"Hold it mister!"
Red interjects in time,
"I know the rest of this nursery rhyme,
You can't eat me because I packed,
A weapon in my little basket,
To handle big bad wolves like you,
So up against the wall,
And spread em mister,
Today's not your day at all!"
The moral of this story is tried and true,
Never take for granted,
A girls power,
Or intuition,
You bad, bad, wolf, you!
~Vickie Thayer~
Her eyes went round,
Reflecting the moon,
The corners of his eyes crinkled,
Evening clouds echoed thunderous sounds.
He smiled,
Lighting her desire,
Her cheeks mellowed,
Soft and wild.
His lower lip trembled,
Stealing her kiss,
The corners of her lips quivered,
They held all of love`s light,
Until the morning assembled.
Her moon hovers the dark sky with delight,
She shines all day,
He hides waiting for her next kiss,
Uncovered by passions into the night.
Stars the only witnesses,
To their beautiful love affair,
They dim their lights,
Watching the man in the moon and his little misses.
~What God Has Joined Together,
Let No Man Put Asunder~
Vickie Thayer Poetess ~2018~
He Sat On His Favorite Bench,
In Their Favorite Park,
Cracked And Crumbled,
His Eyebrows Knitted Together,
He Leered,
Sadness Clouded His Features,
He Drew His Lower Lip Between His Teeth,
From Memories,
His Thoughts Clouded,
Fighting Back Broken Tears,
An Old Woman Appeared,
She Gave Him A Dirty Look,
Her Nose Stuck In The Air,
She Sat Down On His Claimed Bench,
He Scrutinized As She Peered.
Suddenly,
Recognition Dawned On Their Faces,
Her Mouth Curved Into A Smile,
His Eyes Glistened,
Beneath His Almost Tears,
They Were So Much Older Now,
Unrecognizable At First,
But A Love Lost,
Had Prevailed,
And Was Found,
After So Many Years.
~Vickie Thayer~
It was many years ago,
After many kisses too,
A young girl fell in love,
Beneath a sky of blue.
God brewed up a storm,
Snowflakes roared like thunder,
What God has joined together,
Let no man put asunder.
A blizzard roared in,
On a cold winter's night,
The moon casting shadows,
Onto a bed of white.
The moon was the only witness,
To passions they had shared,
Blankets of snow ,
Covered all that they had bared.
These are memories for a woman,
Who looks for each winter's snow,
Staring towards the heavens,
When the winter winds blow.
It's then that she remembers,
All the promises made,
So very long ago,
It burns for her a warm fire,
And a bittersweet glow.
Vickie Hurtt- Thayer
Please My Love...haunt me down,
Tied Up In Your Bridal Gown...bring me your presence,
Walk This Earth...bring me pleasance,
Haunt Me Down...untie my mourning,
Lay Me Down With You...to the angels I'm imploring,
Haunt Me Down...before a new day,
Our Bed Covered In Crimson...where I shall forever lay,
Bring Me Your Hand...diamonds and gold embellished in red,
Kiss My Lips...on this the day, we were to be wed,
Haunt Me Down My Love...please, just haunt me down,
I Forgive You...now I ask the same of thee,
The weapon to my lips...my liquor is agreeing with me,
I Will Not Walk Alone...I'll drink in all of you,
Farewell As We Taste Our Poison...lovers very last adieu!
~Vickie Thayer~