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24 Hours

24 Hours


My observations are my own,
   They are a product of my realm.
I see good people reveal humanity 
I feel the desperation of an innocent man
I acknowledge the appreciation of my gift
I determine narration to be lies
I witness the love between mother and son
I loathe drunk drivers
I impose pride for vinyl collection
I depict pain in my son who lost his
Brother
   Kids
     Daddy
I let the lyrics of my spinning disc alter my mood
I experience the gift of empathy to share with a friend.
I receive gratitude for guidance I give to the addicted
I witness the numbing of pain
I accept rewards for my passions
The properties of today will navigate my path in life                             

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All Rise

All Rise

 

On this day,

Familial ties were diverse

   but sentiments parallel

     loving

       fearful

On this day,

The tone of the room was formal

   but its members conflicting

     unsure

       commanding

On this day,

The photos of my memories were joyful

   but the truth within concealed

     unseemly

       intimate

On this day,

The stage comprised of props

   but the actors real

     official

       judgmental

On this day,

The clues were numerous

   but lacked absolution

     validity

       substance

On this day,

The people in the box were random

   but their adjudication discussed

     debated

       final

On this day,

I heard arguments in volume

   but the words judicious

     ordered

       disciplined

On this day,

The phrases were mandatory

   but my conscience echos them at night, "All rise"

     "We the jury"

       "Guilty"

On this day,

The prosecutor claimed victory

   but the father of my children mandated confinement

     regiment

       life without parole

On this day,

The accusers celebrated

   but I sensed our son's defeat

     sadness

       prayers

         that it was all just a bad dream

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choices

Choices
 
In the beginning,
  His representative greeted me
  His intentions intrigued me
    His senses consumed me
  My associate did not mind  
  My goals were far behind
    So therefore I was inclined
  His humor gripped me
  His charm enamored me
    His crimes seduced me
I shared his laughter
My gifts came only after
  His every word was my master
His love enveloped me
His loyalties defined me
  His passions were part of me
The emotions I returned
My commitment to him I learned
  My affections for him earned
Like a snail in quicksand, two years went by and …
His emotions confused me
His accusations baffled me
  His love was leaving me
His feelings for me were no more
His truths bought from a store
  His feelings were for a whore
His anger frightened me
His hands he laid on me
  His lies sickened me
The temper was out of hand
His touch I could not stand
  His promises only plans
His abuse confined me
His absences relieved me
  His returns spooked me
He was an evil man 
Dirty as sand
  And only loved his fans
                                                  His eyes were only spies
                                                  He filled my heart with lies
                                                  This he cannot deny
                                                  So my representative said goodbye
Face it       bad choices make good stories
 


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                                                                       Karen Powell

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Me Defined by Me

Me Defined By Me

   I know who you are, 
Your eyes are a witness to your diverse desires  
Your ears entertain the words of your ambiance.
   I know who you are,
Your compassion defines your humanity
Your perception of others illustrates your beliefs.
   I know who you are,
Your morals are a manifestation of your nurturing 
Your love extends to those who cannot love themselves
   You see,
I do know you
You are a
Mother
Daughter
Sister
Friend
   And most of all,
A Woman.
 The properties of life configure your definition of self

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As Far As I Can Go

My commitment to you was boundless
But that still was not far enough
My love for you was intense and exposed without adulteration
Perfection escapes me
      but where would we be with such an order
My love would be untrained for the person I intend to spend the rest of my days with
Not- withstanding my flaws, virtuosity still defines me as a woman
And my search for the essential man will not end until our partnership is complete
I will embrace him with adoration and affection, the way he will me
I will adopt his imperfections the way he does mine
     Love and a life forever will be the end-result
Our quality as a team will glare for the world to see
   And it will be only then that I will have went as far as I can go



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You Defined By Me

I know who you are, 
Your eyes are a witness to my diverse desires  
Your ears entertain my words of your mastery 
   I know who you are,
Your compassion escapes me
Your perception of us is fantasy
   I know who you are,
Your emotions are shackled by your fear of my impulsions
Your love is a ghost of my adulterated past
   I know who you are,
Your Sins towards me I forgave long ago
Your feelings for me are distant and mine are part of your forever
   You see,
I do know you
You are a
Father
Son
Brother
Lover
   And most of all,
A man that will not let go
 The properties of your denial will configure the destiny of your relationships

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Please Tell Me Why

Please Tell Me Why

Your words are empty
They have no genesis
Why?
In your mind they collect like dust
Retention is futile
Why?
Your thoughts race blindly
Your feelings falsify faith
And why?
You speak in camouflage
You are mindful of your narration
And still 
You…
And why?
Your morals are in ruins
Your pseudo sagas are distasteful
I need to know why
Your fantasies implicate the innocent
Your inadequacies harass you
Tell    me   why!
Is reality a constant threat?
Is the simplicity of the truth too much?
Is life not
Suitable
Acceptable
Profitable
Passable?
   Why insult my intelligence with your lies?

Copyright © karen powell | Year Posted 2019