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inspired by Julio Eglesias song March 9, 2016
Composed by Joan May Donnelly Ellis
To all the men I've loved before
Who found their way to my heart's door,
I'm grateful to you,
I've learned a thing or two,
From all the men I've loved before.
To all the men I once embraced,
Whose splendid presence graced,
My home with abundance of sheer delight,
And many a romantic night,
I'm glad I gave my heart,
To all the men I've loved before.
The sea persisted in her calling,
And the temptation was so strong,
Not knowing where I was going,
Desiring the unsung song.
To all the men who sojourned with me awhile.
I remember and smile.
You were such a charming guest,
And I wish life's best,
To all the men I've loved before.
To all the men who pampered me,
With showers of admiration and luxury,
Cuddles beneath each starry night,
Sipping on wine growing giggly tight,
Such were the men I've loved before,
To all the men who held my hand,
As we travelled through Adventure Land,
Who forgave when I was cross,
Comforted when I was lost,
I shall not toss away a single gem,
Left me from these men.
In that moment when souls unite in harmony,
I've soared with bliss in places of rarity,
Tasted the nectar of sweet ecstasy,
On eternity's golden shore.
Time passes and all things change,
Circumstances force one to rearrange,
As youth evolves to maturity true,
I'm reminded of yesterdays I knew,
I will waltz until life here is through.
I won't live with regret, nor forget,
The rendezvous, au revoir
To all the men I've loved before.
Retribution is not my dog
No bone- no contrition
just another child
who does not listen
nor pay attention.
Karma please let um slide
i really ain't mad ...
life has beat um down enough
please Karma let um slide.
Karma, excuse my soft heart.
Retribution ain't always worth
the worry that it causes.
Forgive my spiteful child.
May a mother's mind intercede?
Spare them the painful warts.
I love them enough to ask this of you
when they hurt i hurt too,
there is no win, win situation.
Just more reaping of the whirl wind
Let that negativity
that they have set in motion
be tossed into the mighty sea.
Let the salt of forgiveness wash,
and toss away their lies and thievery.
Karma please, on my knees
I pray forgive them all.
Spare all who have trust-passed
against my good-kind deeds.
Because I love them anyway.
and "retribution is not my dog"
Everyone would say, did you hear?
She's the one
She's too young
How irresponsible
Wearing smiles upon their faces,
pasting labels on her back
Her sullied reputation,
a newborn in her pack
How impossible
Everyone would say did you know that he has gone?
Mistakes she made, she'll be known to fail
Mistakes she made, will be known by all
Mistakes he made.......... well boys are boys
she made her bed, she had a choice
Every voice will say, oh well......
Everyone will say
Her choice, her bed, she made her hell
Who's left to blame? Her fault, her shame, her belly swells
What was his name? Well.....shame, shame, shame
She hears the words
She holds them close
She holds the babe that she will bear
She bears the babe that she'll adore
Bittersweet, was yesterday,
Regret, they say, she'll toss away
A babe she bore......she holds with pride
This motherhood, she will not fail
Who once was frail.....she'll take in stride
And motherhood, she wears it well
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5/14/15 For Deb's Contest: Tam Lin
New Year’s Resolutions
The New Year is slowly nearing
Needing to leave the old year singing
Shouting and cheering feeling carefree
Of what the New Year will bring for me
Making charitable resolutions with caring lifestyle changes
Stick and not fail to make better life choices
Through the year acquiring good eating habits
Cutting down on eating my favorite iced doughnuts
Taking my husband’s hand and take long brisk strolls
Increase those strolls a little further each day to reach longer goals
My soul needs to share more time with my family
Making loving memorable memories and being friendly
Toss away my aging and be free
Enjoy earthly beauty
Bring in the New Year
With a glass of beer and some cheer
12/10/2015
How I love, just to create;
making things, with wire
and other old scraps.
Settling on a design,
I will make it to sell,
but my accounting’s not quite straight.
I’ll begin my project, straight
away; what I create,
I hope to sell.
I build an armature, of wire
and follow my design;
there are always many scraps.
I keep my scraps,
well managed; so that they are straight.
I have so many designs
and little time left, to create.
I love to work with wire;
earning money, when it sells.
When my creations do not sell,
I’ll deconstruct them, for scraps.
I use pliers, on the wires,
to get them straight
enough, to create
all new designs.
When other artists design,
creations they will sell;
they too, create
from old scraps.
I don’t know if they straighten
Out and reuse their wire.
I go buy and use their wire,
in my new designs.
Running out, I’ll call them, straight
away to see if, scraps, they’ll sell.
I’ll straighten out those crinkled scraps
and enjoy the act of creating.
Many artists, toss away, the wire that’s not straight.
I’m out to earn with my designs and save money on scraps.
I truly enjoy selling; earning money, with what I create.
You are my addictive habit
Your love comes--I have to grab it
I really need an intervention
Leading to a conversation
About the way you hooked me in
Now each day I'm gamblin'
That my heart will never lose
If you are the one I choose
Luck was never on my side
Each and every time I tried
Taking a chance I'd never win
Another love would not begin
Each hand I tried would make me stumble
The cards I stacked would only tumble
Into one big useless pile
I'd toss away into a file
That my mind would not forget
And my heart would soon regret
Why can't I win at this game
Maybe I'm the one to blame
I do not know anymore
Come on luck just let me score
I need a love-- I will hold on
Till my unlucky streak is gone
Often in life we have to let everything go.
All attachments will dissipate one day,
only the heart and soul survive the blow
of other fingers, other eyes
making judgments that are hard to realise
as they toss away tid bits we held dear
sentimentality... tokens of emotions
we carried safely inside through the years.
The token is just the physical reminder
of an emotion alive and well,
But it's not the token we carry inside,
which is good -
one day the outside will be gone.
Sometimes I wonder about other old women's lives,
the ones with the security of a warm home,
strong and loving family ties,
joy and laughter sparkling in their eyes.
But come on - that was twenty years younger than I am
and I can't build a past from where I stand
at this moment, in my present state of mind.
Tomorrow's always come
but today finds me paring away
at levels of choices, large and small.
I used to envy their security,
but not their blindness
not their closed mindedness
not their falseness nor their skills
in the labors of lying, stealing and blaming...
they are pro's.
But such is the path they chose.
I chose to spiritually grow.
Perhaps security was the price.
If we could sit on Gods throne, for just a day,
how many people, would we toss away.
In our own vengeance, would we spare no pain,
with fire from hell, would we make it rain.
Who would be left, who would we save,
and who might we bring back, from the grave.
The truth is this, we sit on a throne each day,
as we cast our judgements, people get tossed away.
In our own anger, hatred and pain,
our words of death, pour out like fiery rain.
As many as we’ve destroyed, there’s as many that we can save,
bringing love to the heart, bringing back their life from the grave
Take a look inside you, you know just how you feel,
when those words of death come at you, it’s the heart that they kill.
Good or bad, right or wrong, night or day, life or death you see,
we’re flesh, and bone, blood, and water, moved by the spirits, that we be.
Retribution is not my dog
No bone- no contrition
just another child
who does not listen
nor pay attention.
Karma please let um slide
I really ain't mad ...
life has beat um down enough
please Karma let um slide.
Karma, excuse my soft heart.
Retribution ain't always worth
the worry that it causes.
Forgive my spiteful child.
May a mother's mind intercede?
Spare them the painful warts.
I love them enough to ask this of you
when they hurt I hurt too,
there is no win, win situation.
Just more reaping of the whirl wind
Let that negativity
that they have set in motion
be tossed into the mighty sea.
Let the salt of forgiveness wash,
and toss away their lies and thievery.
Karma please, on my knees
I pray forgive them all.
Spare all who have trust-passed
against my good-kind deeds.
Because I love them anyway.
and "retribution is not my dog"
Retribution Is Not My Dog
Retribution is not my dog
No bone- no contrition
just another child who does
not listen or pay attention
karma please let um slide
i really ain't mad ...
life has beat um down enough
please karma let um slide.
Karma excuse my soft heart.
Retribution ain't always worth
the worry that it causes.
Forgive my spiteful child.
May a mother's mind intercede.?
Spare them the painful warts.
I love them enough to ask this of you
when they hurt i hurt too,
there is no win, win situation.
Just more reaping of the whirl wind
Let that negativity that
they have set in motion
be tossed into the mighty sea.
Let the salt of forgiveness
wash, and toss away
their lies and thievery.
Karma please, on my knees
I pray forgive them all.
Spare all who have trust-passed
against my good-kind deeds.
Because I love them anyway.
and "retribution is not my dog"
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