Upset Poems

In my room

No variation in this dark tomb
Spinning in orbit of loss and the need for needing
Grey spirits begging for my healing
Grey spirits crawling along the ceiling
Madness is my adaptation 

Lost in the essence of essential reverence
Lost spinning for a need of your presence 
Chased by the haunting past and present 
Here I come to loom
No variation

The Boy With The Cardboard Heart

When you have nobody 
you have somebody and 
that somebody is 
yourself. 

Because you’re 
all you’ve got. 
So why need 
anybody? 

Anybody being nobody. 
Nobody being somebody. 
Somebody being anybody. 

Somebody. Somebody. Somebody. 
Nobody. Nobody. Nobody. 
Anybody. Anybody. Anybody. 

Does anybody 
understand why 
the  I feel 
like a nobody? 

Even though 
deep down I

Mysterious

A star never loses its shine, 
You can never ever compare it 
to beer and wine. 

We love its glow, we also love it, 
when its fire. 
That's the impact of a pure thing. 

We may love less, 
but we can never stop loving. 
The same is true with God, 
same as with the faith.

Love

L-ord
O-f
Vortex 
E-motions

Happy Birthday

My birthday again,
Such a pleasant time.
I watch the clock tick,
And I listen to their rhymes.

No screaming,
No harm.
No nothing, yet everything is present.

Watching me beadily as I unwrap my sadness.
This year will be the happiest,
A box of food that I won't eat,
And a stuffed animal for me to cry into.

Did they forget?
My birthday was weeks ago.
A

Bad News, Good News

Bad news is swallowed
With a grain of sour salt
Good news is absorbed
With a chalice of sweet honey.

We’re exhausted and disappointed
We’re out of words and stamina
Hope is put in parenthesis for now
And we feel that the future is very far.

Bad news is goggled and spat out
Our saliva is dehydrated and dry
Yet, like old soldiers, no sacrifice
Is

Upset of Falling

The all-too-tall set of stairs, straight up
from the front door; upset of falling,
the slipping, tumbling,  scares the fist
to hang tight the rail, take your time
descending in lack of light, except for
the landing’s chandelier. Enter

the ominous mirror - the vanity oval
swallows the queen-sized bed; nightmares
end up in another world, another time.

As we were playing cards,

A Job of Patience

You said you love me, but you acted
As if you’re not; you were so sweet
But then inversely reacted:
Without a word you cancelled me.
It came to me out of the blue
What might have happen to upset
A person that is loving you
Who’s more obedient than your pet
Its well established now, to cancel
A common form of disrespect 
And

Regreat Threat and was Upset

Poems were written about First
Epistle to Corinthians by Paul.

what we did was drift
all sins through we had to sift
love from God would lift

when with deep regret
sinners are always a threat
making us upset

what God does intend
when life here on earth will end
to heaven ascend

with God we should stay
when sinners always shall stray
He is the only way

Upset

I should be happy 
something inside doesn't chime 
easy feeling

what if the humans get upset

The mice came running in from Timbuktu and Kalamazoo
The farmer mice from the country fields came in too.
What if we run out of food? What will we do?
We’ll send you to the store said my Auntie Blue.

What if the humans get upset? A little one said.
The grown mice laughed it up until their faces were

upset with spring

 

     nature so upset
it is spring and is snow wet
          ~ did you just forget

     oh how can it snow
when above sun is a glow
          ~ with green

NEVER UPSET

     
        NEVER   UPSET 

                               On an     

A Woman's Lot

A Woman’s lot!

Not yet 50 - well nearly - but not yet!
But I would never have bet
That this would be the year
That would start to drive me to tears
And night sweats….and brain fog
That makes life at times a bit of a slog

Now, who in their right mind would invent
Menopause - someone obviously hell bent
on wanting

Don'T Be Upset, Mommy

Mommy, don't be upset
When they say how you should stand, sit and eat 
While I munch on your blood and meat.

Just don't be upset
When they advise you on when I should be fed.
You alone know when my tummy needs bread

Mommy, don't be upset
When they say I was born lean or bulky, dark or fair
And force

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