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Author Dana Redricks
April 14, 2023
Have you ever had the blues, when life seems to be filled with only bad news? When the world appears dark and bleak, and every day feels like another uphill battle in which you seem to lose. But fear not, my dear friend, for the blues will come to an end. The sun will shine again and hope will lift you above all your doubts. Remember, life is like a rollercoaster ride, full of ups and downs, twists and slides. And just like the blues, the lows will pass, and happiness will return again. So hold on tight and do not let go,
Keep moving forward, even if you have to move slow. For with time and perseverance, you will see, that the blues will disappear, and you will be at ease, and be set free. You will begin to see more clearly how the trials of life have shaped you into the person you are meant to be.
She is a loving mother,
her pain is like no other.
Kids taken all at once away.
A price too steep to have to pay.
Holds her head up high,
when all she wants to do is die.
She thinks her pain is masked,
but as you see, its no easy task.
She's strong and still fights,
even when they say she has no rights.
She dreams of seeing her kids,
trying hard to keep the pain hid.
She goes to court and really fights,
only to come home alone and cry at night.
Still, she continues this uphill battle.
Her confidence, they constantly rattle.
Goes to work and tries to smile,
as her heart is breaking all the while.
Wish I was a much better sister,
who called and let her know I missed her.
I had my own tumultuous issues,
it was she who really needed the tissues.
I just had a crappy, low life man.
By her side her family should stand.
Instead they all give her grief.
Do they not see her pain will never be brief?
No, they all say they are sorry, but they're full of lies.
Didn't they know it was her LIFE in demise?
A better sister, I'll try to be.
Her back she never turned to me.
I hope she knows she's loved and cared for.
Her smile I'd like to see more.
I know that's no easy task.
But that I will still ask.
As they push her to the brink,
She's stronger than she ever thinks.
A combined effort for Kristy.....
that year when I turned fifty, we had a cause for celebration
our new house was almost finished, it's had a brand new renovation
when the work was finally over, and the last few touches done
It's going to be our forever home, this really is the one
just twelve months after moving in, our dreams went up in smoke
I came home to find my husband, he'd had a major stroke
this was such a shocking tragedy, to find him on the floor
once I'd called the paramedics, I knew I could do no more
I went with him to the hospital as he struggled through the night
I prayed that he'd keep on breathing and not give up the fight
I knew life would be altered, and things would have to change
but until I knew the outcome, I didn't know what to re-arrange
the day they let him come home, I was so relieved at heart
I knew our life had changed, but we had to make a start
he was now a wheelchair user, and he needed full time care
we had to hire a carer, because I worked and wasn't always there.
and so began the next stage of us getting back on track
with hubby going to rehab, to try and get some movement back
we faced an uphill battle, I was unsure if I could cope
but I loved my husband dearly, I would never give up hope.
Courage is a quality that describes well this star who fought an uphill battle since childhood when abandoned by a mother suffering from mental issues, and later having to overcome sexual abuse in several foster homes - then trying to build a career for herself while trapped in an era where sexy women weren't taken seriously.
from pin-up girl to leading lady
sultry goddess
cultural icon and phenomenon
movie star
sex symbol
her public mesmerized
a beauty mark
red sumptuous lips
trademark blonde hair
photographed at every angle
product of an unstable childhood
early scars that never healed
deep down just a girl shy and insecure
hooked and determined
to defy odds and make it big
Norma Jeane
in over her head
in a conniving
vicious shark tank
fame but at what risk
just wanting to be loved
but never enough to fill the void
the little girl
in the skin of a strong woman
issues of trust and abandonment
not so easily conquered
addiction depression and anxiety
lurking in the dark
Norma Jeane
Marilyn Munroe
larger than life
her name still conjuring a dreamy aura
enigmatic her candle in the wind
Read on air by invitation ~ September 19, 2020 'MYTHS & LEGENDS'
AP: 1st place 2025, 2nd place 2025, 3rd place 2020
Submitted on September 5, 2020 for contest COURAGE sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE - RANKED 3RD
Upside down and inside out
I keep turning
Not long ago I stopped believing
In myself
My mind keeps adding fuel to the fire
And the bottles been responsible
For the hit taken to my health
I'm a full time purveyor of these blues
My candle burns from both ends
As I try to hide the truth
Little did I know that when
She walked on out the door
That my mind would race towards outter space
While my heart fell at the floor
Now these blues feel impossible to overcome
It's like resistance holds me hostage
At the barrel of its gun
Though I'm thankful for the reasons
That help me write these songs
They make my mind contemplate
On where it all went wrong
I'm a full time purveyor of these blues
Arm in arm I walk with Jim and Jack
To help pull me through
And I keep on living a way of life
I never thought I'd choose
Only a broken man can understand
I'm a purveyor of the blues
Naturally I'm still living
At rock bottom
And this mountains hard to climb
Like Elvis sang
It's an uphill battle when you live
A fulltime life in hell
So I guess if I'm gonna go
I'll take it all the way
I'm a full time purveyor of these blues
I guess my path's already set
What more do I have to lose
Until I climb out of this bottle
I'll be stuck here in the blues
I'll retire as a broken man
And a purveyor to these blues
Only a broken man can understand
I'm a purveyor of these blues
The Last Debate is Over
By Franklin Price
10/20/2016
The last debate is over, and here I am once more,
Doing my due diligence to try to show the score.
Don't think either candidate hit the ball out of the field.
No home runs were hit last night, neither candidate would yield.
Unlike the other two debates, that were only that in name,
This one was the closest to a real debating game.
Questions asked were pertinent the answers mostly good.
The differences were evident if you listened as you should.
The results I saw, as follows, how I viewed it at the end;
I'll try to be objective on this you may depend.
It's really very clear to me, what each will try to do for us;
One leaves us at the terminal, the other lets us on the bus.
The Hillary came well prepared and, surprise, the Donald too;
Mostly on the subject, more than I thought that they would do
Banged heads with all their reasoning, raising more than just one lump.
Here's what I saw this country gets from both the Clinton and the Trump
Clinton marches down the path of established status quo
Trying to give it all away to everyone we know.
Trying to make all equal; every solitary soul
Dependent on the government, independent freedom in the hole.
The Trump is quite the opposite he knows that all's not right,
The change an uphill battle, at times an ugly fight.
A promise to make country first; that we should obey the law.
If we don't like it, change it, but defend it tooth and claw.
The rich take full advantage of laws that make them so
Some are even known to fill politicians' pockets up with dough
All others, we the people, have little say, with little voice.
The only one to blame is us; long ago we made that choice
Progress overcame us, independence thrown away.
We now work for the rich man, cursing our plight most every day,
Asking more of government; please save us from this plight.
Protect us and defend us and make everything alright
We forget it's We the People, at least the Constitution said,
Who should control the government. Why can't we get that through our heads?
So make your choice, and cast your vote, go to your polling place
And don't complain what happened, if you don't show your face.
Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change
People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.
People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names
The list could go on
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou,
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew
George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise
Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X,
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle,
But obviously greatness can be done.
We can rise above this stigma
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine
Spiral straight away makes me think
of that time I was on the brink.
Thanks to modern medicine and more,
I am no longer on the floor.
It's love I know that got me through,
especially the love I have for you.
An uphill battle it seemed back then,
now it's hard to remember when,
communication lines were down.
I permanently had a frown.
Anger ate me up inside.
I had to wait for it to subside.
My Precious, my Puddings, my little girls,
the longer, the stronger my love unfurls.
Thanks for waiting for me to return.
Your Mammy's back, my Honeybuns.
16/06/2020
For Anything goes as long as it is about a spiral.
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann.
Thank you Kia, I did enjoy it.
Success is counted sweetest by those
Who never tasted victory's rose
For they know the struggle and the pain
The uphill battle they fought in vain..
They strive and strive with all their might
But somehow always miss the sight
Of the finish line, of the prize
Leaving them with tears in their eyes,
Yet still they try, again and again
Hoping that someday they'll attain
The glory that the winners boast
And the satisfaction they cherish most
But in their hearts they know the truth
That success is sweeter to those who lose
For they understand the cost it takes
To achieve what everyone else makes
So let them hold on to their dreams
And cherish the struggle, so it seems
For in the end, they'll realize
That it's the journey that makes it all worthwhile..
Take life for an escalator
Go both through its ups
and downs
Ride it like on an elevator
Expect both smiles and
frowns.
Take life for a suspense
novel
you and I unaware what
the next day will hold
Meditate and muse, or
this book of life just
peruse
Pore over it to watch
life's mysteries unfold.
Take life for the open sea
But pray drown not
yourself in it
lest you lose sight of
God's shore
and thereby lose all
spiritual wit.
Take life for a candle,
let its glow illumine
others too
and in each and every of
its flicker
Try finding a hint or clue
Each soul's life unique as
mazes of one's
thumbprint
And usually for many
life's quite an uphill battle
At times sweet as
molasses, at times bitter
as mint
and life's roller coaster
shakes you like a rattle.
If you let yourself be intoxicated by life
Be prepared for the hangovers
Better taste of the goblet of life
making right choices like wine conneisseurs
Life tis like the rise and
fall of notes
Consoling to find people
in the same boats
Ah on life you can find a
zillion quotes.
Thus ponder over your
life and reflect
how good you've been
to it
and not just how it's
been treating you
Veer around the pit, and
keep your path lit
for darkness of the soul
is for you unfit.
Navigate life's seas with trust in God's plan
Without trust you'll be stuck
too long in earthly ties and clan...
"You can never cross the ocean until you have
the courage to lose sight of the shore." ~ Christopher Columbus