Switching Poems

Taking Care of Momma

Time has went by and now we've switched roles
Having me at 16 and dealing with life's  blows
To me there was no problem you couldn't solve
Through my growing up you were always involved
Now you're getting older and i must take care of you
You've always had an independent point of view 
There's nothing wrong with me paying you back
This is the story of our lives so sit back and relax
A baby cant help the fact that their dependant 
Now the tables have turned dont be offended
This is a time for me to show my appreciation
You fed me and made sure i got my education 
I dont remember going to bed with any worries 
You taught us to pray and to read our bible stories
Anything you need i will try to provide for you
Im by your side with anything you may go through  
Cooking,laundry and etc is what you did for me
Ill love to do for you as well, even financially
You cant burden me anymore than i burden you  
With you mother I'm just trying  to apply the golden rule
You were the best mother a child could have ever had
Seeing you grow older isnt easy it makes me sad
Aging from a baby to an adult back to a child
To be able to care for you mom makes me very proud

Switching On the Light

each room bright
well lit I find
myself switching off
a light that’s not on
it’s off it’s bright
feast to the sight
walls are textured white
the moon looms
when the brightness dims
on shadowed limbs
outside-in and inside-out
and upside-down the lids
close and darkness hearkens
dreams and nightmares
and in betweens
til morning sits up
in its time and frolics
in my stead

I Lost My Emotional Baggage Switching Planes of Consciousness

I reached a point in life where I was so disillusioned,
in my head there was nothing but chaos and confusion

I had trunkloads of trouble
piled up like rubble,

and suitcases stuffed with so much sorrow,
I couldn't see my way to tomorrow

My emotional baggage was overflowing with bad news
Shall we say I had issues?

My luggage was filled to the brim with lies and deception,
and I knew I had to do some serious introspection

Up til then, I had no inkling
of how far down I was sinking

And it was a good bet
I would have to change my mindset

I saw a few soothsayers
and came across a few nay-sayers

Then I came clean with my woes
and apologized to all my foes

Eventually, I was shown
a peace I'd never known

With time, I stood the test
and I LOST MY EMOTIONAL BAGGAGE SWITCHING PLANES OF CONSCIOUSNESS

Switch of the Telly

Switch off the telly
Calm the nerves in your belly
Release the stress from your head
Don't worry about what they said
Accepting ourselves though there are things we lack
To have a purpose and give something back
To be accepting of others our sisters and brothers
It's to share warmth and laughter, that's what we're all after
Breathe in the fresh cut grass, don't worry about the size of your ****.
Soak up the sunshine, feel it warm your bones
We will survive five minutes without our phone's.
Kick back and relax in your fuzzy socks and crocs,
I'll do the dinner, mashed potato and lamb chops?

Switching Lights

You turn the light off
I begin to bump into myself.
God I am a strange shape in the dark -
all that fat and sweat moving like eels,
bones sticking out of my eyes,
hair crawling this way and that.

You turn the light back on;
this time just a bedside lamp -
a warm glow with a bit of red-eye.
Damn I am lovely to behold,
what’s that!
I am looking through me into you
while you are stirring my blood
in a small kettle made of mud
with your long, graceful fingers.

We obviously need a different kind of light,
one that lies while showing the truth.
Street lamp-lights perhaps, all in a line,
we can dash and hop
through the darkness between them,
it will be exhausting but illuminating.

Until then, please turn the lights off.
I can monster my own life.

Who Is Switching Off My Sun

Did you know
You were the one
Who always stirred up so much fun

Fun for me and fun for you
Oh so much fun, if only you knew

But I am now dead to you
That is what you wanted true

So I now just wish that you knew
How much fun that you blew
When you decided no more me and you

So there is no more fun
As you are the one
Who is switching off my sun

DAMO x

Flip-Flop Reality Switching Off and On

I lie in flip-flop half enlightened state, half asleep, half awake
Betwixt shut eye and shuttered eye peeping out half open slit.
Flipping and flopping not knowing which state is real, surreal or dream.
Can I choose the better take?
Can I choose the better outcome?
Consciousness held suspended, reality blurred, bizarre and fuzzy.
I don't want to wake up till I know how to tell dream from too true.
Time suspended, sand in hour glass goes up and down.
I'm floating aloft awaiting the pin prick
That will spurt, splurt, blurt and babble me back to stark reality
Like a picked balloon careers in chaos around a room.

Switching Places

I walked down a road the other day
and met a neighbor while she said "Hey,"
I watched her bend over
to pet her dog "Rover"...
what a darn lucky dog I must say!

Switching Positions

My heart
It does wonder
Taking my brain's position

Switching Souls

A
soul can
not be switched
or replaced at
all

Switching Meds

Titrate down 
till all the help is out of your system
the thoughts come fast 
the pointless days
silent nights
the evil, sharp edges of sanity
roll with it, as blades of suicidal ideation
fill your waking hours

wait, wait, wait

the new one will come soon
new medicine that will take the thoughts away, 
that will raise you from near dead daydreams
and let you breathe slow and even, 
rest

until then, just turn, walk away 
and shhh
keep it to yourself
no one wants to think 
you have any problems 
like that.

Switching To Diet

around and around and around it all spins
hitting the bottom without bottoming out
just when I think it is done now for good
up to the top it all bubbles again

the effervescence with all of the fizz
I thought was flat, left without the cap
I guess it doesn't quite work out that way
it still tickles my nose when it's going in

the taste is so sweet as I drink it down
I can feel the burn like Coke has in my throat
I'm switching to diet, that's all there is
it will still taste good without adding a pound

Switching Tracks

Leading without any direction, a train without tracks
Advice I should really take myself, try more to relax
Squeeze every second possible but not in such a hurry
The worst thing to do is to be the center of my worry
There are too many days I lived out to a bare minimum
Not enough happened without any ways of reliving them
Now say I wised up and thought a little farther ahead
Following only me and never allowing myself to be led

Switching Sides

Tugging on my strings
Pushing me to the brink of insanity
With your endless taunts
Your twisted mind games
You know the power you hold over me
Giving yourself a grandiose view 
Of your worth to me
Assuming that my slavish devotion
Means a desire for your heart
For it is not amorous love that drives me
It is my intense hatred
For your suffocating presence
That has left me in this state of humble prostration 
My submissiveness actually liberates me
Setting me free
From your dominant hand
That you have wrapped around my throat
Your eyes are blind to the hidden power I possess 
Your delusions of grandeur
Tell you that you have me under your spell
While all this time
I have been planning my escape 
From your deadly grip

Switching Brains

(This is a fictional poem)

A scientist removed my brain and he removed George Bush's brain too.
He put our brains in each others bodies and there are things I plan to do.
First I'm going to withdraw our troops from Iraq.
Then I'm going to do something to get the price of gas rolled back.
I'm living Bush's life and he's living mine and that's something he hates.
I can make a difference because now I'm President of the United States.

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