Long Theresa Poems

OTETS THE MANY DAYS AND NIGHT YOU LENT ME YOUR 
DIVINE EAR THROUGH PRAYER DURING HARDSHIP TIMES 
AND ILLNESS RAISING MY GRANDDAUGHTER KEEPING HER 
SAFE IN CATHOLIC SCHOOLS IN WISCONSIN OUR LADY OF 
MOUNT CARMEL...

Read More

In the beginning after God had finished creating this land.    
Satan boldly challenged the heavens for the absolute control of man.
Gods’ architectural blueprint stretched for ages across the sky 
He watered the...

Read More

HEADSTONES AND CHATTELS 

‘Twas pure chance that I discovered
Just the other day,
A place passed 
Countless times,
Never had the thought of calling in,
Inner thoughts and misplaced fears
Oh there must have been countless other reasons
For one to...

Read More

I know this preacher
Big and famous
Books and hooks
Got good looks
The gals all love
Dudes are glued
To his words
Though some think
He’s a turd

He’s got so much money
He stopped counting
Talks about his legacy
So he can buy
The universe 
And...

Read More

Back when the strange appeared uncommon, 
I knew I was just beginning 
To scratch the surface of the truth.
So I got myself a shovel.

As I dug deeper, I discovered my scent so jaded
As to not...

Read More

Daughter  of Mary and  Louis
(Named after my late grandmother ) 

My name is  Charmaine
a name originated from latin
Charmaine means -a song

Eldest of two siblings
Wife and Mother

Born and raised
in the sun-kissed land of...

Read More

Oh Mighty tree of the ages
I have witnessed you in all stages
Like the fierce spirit of David
And the boldness of Queen Esther
You have defied all the  rules 
and make mighty men look like fools
You...

Read More

The Fifties...Music

The music of the fifties…well, what can I say…
was heaven here on earth compared with that today.
Romantic, lovely sentiments of heart and soul,
with poems set to music to advise, console.

Mid-fifties music era rendered lovely...

Read More

 It begins at home
even closer: it begins "I"nside
I have forgiven failures, failing in faith, inside me
Have you? Until you do, it is almost too hard
To forgive your imperfect parent, and therefore Father-in-Heaven
Lest it seems,...

Read More

There's a lot going on in the world, so I feel the need to write
I'm going to give my food for thought, while the government just feed you lies
I'm not dumb enough to believe a...

Read More

She writes like Maya
She sings like Aretha
She dreams like Coretta
She reads like Oprah
She speaks like Barbara
She plays like Serena
She rocks like Tina
She rolls like Donna
She entertains like Diana
She cures like Maria
She paints like Edmonia
She kicks...

Read More

Friends used to say like an elephant I never forget
these days I have the memory of a goldish or amoeba
often find myself staring blanking into the fridge
wondering what I am doing there, what I’m looking...

Read More

Hi Jesus

It’s been a long, long time.
I hope that you still remember me, 
I’ve been hiding quite a while, deep inside.
I know that you know all things
Still, I think I should explain,
The reason I’ve been...

Read More

Simon – the protagonist.
18 – year old kid who just graduated from high school.
Lives in middle class suburbia, no designated town, and an every-town sort of feel. 
Lives with his mother, his older brother. (Father...

Read More

It was cold in New York City. In the dark,
alley, behind the lavish buildings among the
super rich, roam the forgotten.

   Waiting in line at the redemption center,
turning in their plastic bottles, to pay...

Read More

Stars and our Souls

Twas' a young gal was born in the dust the cradled in the dark
There in the darkness stood a hot fire as I felt a case of an immortal spark
With patience as...

Read More

JOHN FRANCIS LYONS: A BROTHERS LOVE  NEVER TOLD HIM THAT I LOVED HIM

I thank you John
For being there
You took me here
Took me there
You faired for me
I reverence you
But, I never told you I loved...

Read More

Cyril is a squirrel that comes from the Wirral, 
he looks cute and furry but he's gone a bit feral, 
Cyril dislikes foreign squirrels, 
won't hear no ifs or buts, 
he says the tide of...

Read More

It isn’t the voice of Aristotle, Plato, Shakespeare or Anton Chekhov riding down red square. It isn’t the voice of Adolf Hitler rumbling underground or Dwight D. Eisenhower building construction in the town.

It is not...

Read More

Everyone is struggling, in debt and dismay
Why would anyone consider voting Theresa May.
Answers a question with a question
She'll say what she needs to, to win her first election.
She doesn't care about you or me
Tax cuts...

Read More

on June 5.  © Theresa, All rights reserved 

So, the sun has set
My heart is full of pebbles now
Little souvenirs of a beautiful trip
But just as surely
As the foam washes away the castles we...

Read More

There will be a test, three questions, my spirit guide told me.  I heard the first one upon entering the astral plane. “Who did you love?”  
A fuzzy gate was less than ten...

Read More

Heart by © Theresa Rossouw
 
Marshmallows bright some are mushy, soft, weak, jellyfish swimming in a cesspool of uncommitted, unloyal, uncaring mud. Their kindness a show, a facade, a mask. They never finish a single...

Read More

braising thoughts arose as my lifeless 
body huddled in a fetal position i' d completed 
thirty hail mary's an yet my macerated flesh 
lay still as the sun began
to settle embedding itself almost oh how...

Read More

A man strides through the street.
The street is not a new sapling.
It’s air has the same olden, golden aroma.
Still now,
The trees along the avenue are
The protecting hand,
The lawn is a loving lap
And the shops, a...

Read More