Author Dana Redricks
December 7, 2024
I get up and fall down, over and over again, when my life feels like I'm just a wall.
I get up and start over again, You've been my closest friend through it all.
Even when it seems like my life is coming to an end, I fall down, but I get back up again. You stood by my side, with a love that won't bend, through every trial, every moment I know your love will never end.
If we choose to share our love and life with someone
whether it be a man and woman,
two women
or two men…
may we be blessed as the year slip by
to fall in love with that person…
over…and over…again
Over and over again
I try to obliterate the stain
But every now and then
She fire me up with pain
Again and again.
Over and over again I tender apologies
Yet without considerations or remedies
The more I try to unleash my good reasons
The more I got ignored like dry seasons.
Over and over again I got ignored
And my love for you is always questioned.
I give you love but you placed your ego above.
All of my efforts for you, you always remove
From your ways and turn them into a cabbage in a gabage.
Over and over again you be-little me
Because your love has turned sour
Our relationship has no more power
Or a chance to see good weathers.
But no challenge, even without you I will
Sincerely cope and elongate my hope like a long rope.
Over and over again, I have forgotten
You even as I am no more of you.
But it you come back soon, the gate is still open.
CHARLESMELODY EWACHE ONYILO
(Lightning Ink)
---16/11/2023---
Been worse
Been less
but now I am blessed
been lost not found
got both feet firmly planted on the ground
I'm not lack
I'm not less
I am Heavenly blessed
Been rich been poor
have had thousands leaking through the floor
Lost houses
few friends
Have gains have losses
Been replenished over and over again
But in Him my all Provider
He's got some of my wants and all of my needs
And in Him I am
I am completely filled
So I fall on my knees raise my eyes
and hands toward the sky
And I thank God for replenishing me
over and over over and over again
Picasso sold only one painting to his brother.
I have sold at least ten to my best friends, maybe fifteen.
So can I die happy? Not yet.
Never understood Monet’s consistent drawings of tree after tree
Until I began painting the same face over and over and over
and over and over and over and over and over and over and over
Never getting it “right”.
As soon as I am satisfied with it, I can quit painting. Right?
I snatch up six canvases. Draw them out one by one.
Always starting with the eyes and eyelashes, then the nose.
The same exact face, the same pattern.
Sometimes I give her elf ears. Other times she has a pixie chin.
But the eyes and the nose are always the same.
The exact same. Just like Picasso and Monet
I am stuck until I feel I have gotten her
exactly right.
Then I can
Die
happy….
2 cups of coconut milk
2 cups of spiced rum
1 cup of chopped red onions
1 cup of red bell pepper
1/2 cup of celery
1/4 cup of crushed garlic
5 Tablespoons of salt
3 tablespoons of cayenne pepper
4 cups coca cola
1 cup of lime juice
2 cups of water
1/4 cup of vinegar
4 lbs. fresh pork hocks
in a pressure cooker cook for about two hours, or until tender.
serve with a reduced rendition of the sauce,
1 cup of the sauce, 1 cup of pineapple juice, 1/3 cup of vinegar
1 tablespoon of cayenne, cook reduce to about a 1 and 1/2 cup of sauce.
silence&
broken phrasing
overlapped
mechanical
s o u n d s ,
hunting for a home:
arbitrary
stanzas
strophes
hushed
&muted
anaphora
in
conversation
....with
myself
Over and over again
The Same pain
I see the same Image
I can’t take away my love from you
but these same horrible memories can’t be removed
I just wanted to love you, but there always a black cloud,
All black everything I can’t Believe you still acting like that same old black ally cat with no direction no reason for anymore conversation opps I am mean no options Clearly you are the same person
Over and over again
The Same pain
I see the same Image once again, more and more
What the point of pleasure where there always pain/ you have created a monster inside of me
Over and over again
The Same pain
With the same feeling
The tension in the room between us is covered with hateful thoughts like why did I ever meet you?
Over and over again same song same Merry –go- round over and over again
The Same pain
Same touch no more cries
Life is a game and it’s not fair I can’t weather the storm but I do have a direction whether I leave to exit from the front door or the rear.
JCMT 11/19/14
“what going be today sunny day or a bad day?”
Circumstances: Router stopped working. Had to take computers
upstairs so Router company could help me re-load the router.
Needed a pencil to write things down with so my wife brought
me one from downstairs. Router was re-loaded and I took
everything back downstairs. I ensued the following poem
sent to me from God this morning.
Over and Over Again
There is something I have to face
Put your pencil in another place
Beside computer which upstairs went
Then to me from God this poem was sent.
I know at times I forget to be kind
But never was sure if you would mind
So once you have gotten out of bed
I decided to give you my love instead.
For love is always a perfect opportunity
You never need to have any immunity
No matter where love was or has been
You can use it over and over again.
It's like a wheel turning in my mind
It's nothing some kind of metric slide
My sanity is lost so why do I care
If I only could grow out my hair
But now- I wish that I could leave
But now- I wish that I could see
The Light!!!
'Cause I just wanna go
out tonight (with you)
And I just wanna find a kind
of person just like you
I Love! Like nothing from above
and tonight (with you)
With you.
I thought that what we had was something that could never be broken,
What we had was wonderful so keep my heart as a token.
Of my appreciation for all you showed me about life,
For bringing color to my heart and asking me to be your wife.
I loved you so much then and today i still do,
I know that in your heart you still love me too.
Its a shame that what we had,had to end the way it did,
I'm sorry for never being there the way i should have been.
If i could do it all over i'd love you over and over again.
Looking at the blue sky
Covered with clouds
Moving from place to place
Taking away with them
their happiness and pain
leaving behind them
a smile on my face
fulfilling my eyes
with the beauty of white
decorating the sky
with their charming presence
contemplating them
making me forget
the emptiness and sadness in me
for a while
but when they leave
non stopping tears
cover my face
thinking of my life
as a huge mistake
wishing to die
wishing to relax
wishing to be happy again
wishing to know what is it
that changed
me from a happy person
to me now
taking everything negatively
ignoring the bright side in me
ignoring the power in me
crying deeply inside
crying from the bottom of my heart
feeling the pain
feeling the sadness
feeling the sadness
all over again
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