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Caitlin Pfeifer Poem
7/6/22
Drying fallen tears
Oh where is the death bed now
Very forgotten
7/5/22
Empathy signs on
Yes, in the depths of darkness
Light consumes the soul
6/29/22
Abscesses are not
Easily brushed away
Cleansing is the way
6/28/22
Anxiety can
Be ever ending to all
If the devil wins
6/15/22
Should the worrying
Stop the bountiful progress
Help is on the way
6/14/22
Paved roadways are
Not just here for traveling
Limitless speedway
6/8/22
Opposites attract
Knowing there is more to life
Than strife and sorrow
6/7/22
Financial worry
Ends the decisions today
With a gleeful note
6/1/22
Alternate ending
Makes him less likable than
Watching two mice die
5/31/22
Missing responses
Saying versions of events
Going home right now
5/25/22
Emotions kill her
But not, never ever for too long
They can simplify
5/24/22
Terseness thwarts kindness
Traveling down lonely roads
Temperance is key
5/11/22
Mindless access to
Worlds and places unknown
Archive the filter
4/13/22
In the group they talk
Open to the closing time
Never faltering
4/12/22
No more absent time
Shedding the losses of it
Surprised every day now
4/6/22
Mindfully they see
Happy endings in the past
Presently abounds
4/5/22
Picture this right now
Or that over there to see
Judgment free learning
3/30/22
Murderous is he
Telling his truth now in fear
Only wanting out
3/29/22
Drawing from above
Hearing laughter is helpful
Closing the gap now
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Caitlin Pfeifer Poem
3/23/22
Fits of happiness
Are always joining in
Ending never more
3/22/22
Not to be peaceful
Is a crime against makers
Always seeking joy
3/16/22
Family is king
Or is that the Lord Jesus
Because he smiles now
3/15/22
Challenges face us
Do not regret your choices
Love the course of time
3/9/22
Dresses are going up
Learning pain is real in bed
Rapists are not caught
3/8/22
Absurd as it is
Opulence is never had
Grounded are them now
3/2/22
Addicts know painful days
Do not enter your heartbreak
Own yourself today
3/1/22
Wheels are in the air
Who knows how to get there now
Fallen soldiers cry
2/23/22
Show me your worth please
You have done your best work here
Willingness is key
2/22/22
Yes deliverance
Say it to my face right now
I have your interest
2/16/22
Repair the hate now
Sew fabrics of despair too
Into darkness falls
2/15/22
Basking in the glow
There is solace to be found
Unless pain is real
2/9/22
Opening the gift
Trapped inside are notes of joy
Clawing to get out
2/8/22
Assertive ways in
Aggressive ways out the front door
Passively no more.
1/11/22
Becoming wise again
the heart of humanity
Beckons softness always.
1/12/22
Sitting in fashion
Groups abound with ebbs and flow
Forever laughing free
1/1/22
Youthful journeys might
Happily trail into wild
Playful timing sings
1/2/22
Lucky avenues
Strike the outfield down the way
Heaven knows this now
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Bring me home, oh Lord, to a land of wonder,
Where I can tell you my triumphs-
For in the glory of this effervescent blunder,
I sit meager and sickly, waiting.
I wait for news, oh Lord and Lady
Of this feudal estate we are in on this earth;
I feel persecuted just like He
Shelterless, fearful, and discarded.
Bring me home, my heaven, for this
Cannot be the ending of my life.
I know you planned another kiss
But, forsaken I am and yet to thrive.
I can’t seem to muster strength
To ask for the help I know I ought to,
But perhaps in this stretch, this length
Of life’s rope won’t hang me too long.
Bring me home to a place called home
For these streets have names-
They try to take mine and turn me to stone,
But I think I might survive the night here.
Is this a home, oh Lord almighty
Where in I may lay my head,
And resist all the urges to flee
To a land where I think of heaven?
Bring me home to a place I cry for
Because in this plight I am weary.
I can’t stress enough that I implore
Oh Lord, for you to take me.
But, can you take these chains I rattle inside
Of my broken spirit and body?
I need sanctuary and a turning tide
To land upright in my tumble.
Bring me home to my final hours
Because I can’t bear this weight;
I can see the gravestone and the flowers,
Just finish this, oh Lord.
I don’t have the strength to take it,
I don’t have anything but grief
Left which overwhelms my wit-
So sorry I am that I’m so lost.
Bring me home to some options
Of that which you call home.
I am patient with no more wins
In sight as far as I can see.
So star light, star bright,
This star I wish upon in the dead,
Cold hours of tonight,
Are you my home?
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You come and go as you please
Knowing it pleases me not.
Floating in, your ambiance
Makes the situation rot.
Your past orders for me
To self destruct still work
And I stand here crying for
An end to this feeling of Berzerk.
You broke me in two
No, you shattered me in triumph
So many pieces and I just
See no compliance.
You want things to go
Your way this time
Like you deserve a voice
You don’t, you stepped out of line.
You come in and take and take
Leaving nothing but scraps
What ever became of the wake
Where she was torn, you, laid back?
You seized a moment
To brazenly grapple with talent
Of keeping a family together
Laughing at the dead parent.
You drifted from them
Because you wanted life
On your terms only
Ignoring your abuse, my gripe.
Now I have past orders
From you to lash out
When you’re around
To create in them, doubt.
Never did they see this
Coming the way that it has
I would rather kiss a snake
Thank to be known as
The drifter’s family.
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She looks beyond herself
Every chance she gets
Yet he still appears to
The shadows in her soul
She didn’t know evil
Until it touched her
And held her hostage
She feels forgotten
The city weeps not for her
Her family is unreachable
The evil in her soul
Isn’t hers, and was never
She prays for help
O Lord she cries to Him
Please save me for I am lost
I need you to find me
A voice responds and says
Come with me child
Come do this thing
I will walk with you
And she enters into a slumber
Where she shivers and shakes
She quakes and seizes
The evil entangles no more
The Lord smiles as he lets
Her rest and sways her dreams
She sees hope, she feels home
He brought heaven to her
The evil cast out
She is free now
She leaves her home
And never returns
For heaven is on earth
For her to witness
For her to experience
The Lord spake to her
You are saved.
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Beneath the mistletoe I stand
Wishing for Santa to land,
Presently.
Under the tree sits a motion
to fix with a heartfelt notion,
Understanding.
However long it takes to stay
the house requests to play,
Lovingly.
St. Nick comes down tonight
with freedom in flight,
Effervescently.
Cookies on the fireplace,
With a smile on my face,
Hungry.
Hungry for warmth and love
Cherishing the Christmas dove,
Happiness.
He enters the room a glow,
With presents in tow,
Generous.
He places the presents down
Under the tree with a frown,
Displeased.
He sees me behind the couch,
He knows he’s no grouch,
Tenderly.
I say, “I’m sorry Santa!”
“Do you want a Fanta?”
Laughter.
He smiles at my angels,
As the ornaments dangle
Forever.
Decorated with joy,
He exclaims, “atta boy!”
Gleefully.
“I’m a girl!” I cry.
He says, “But Jesus flies!”
Pointing.
I turn to see him.
St. Nick still with a grin,
Miraculously.
“I’m here for a birthday hug!”
Jesus stands on the rug,
Ecstatically.
Jesus is the King
Ready to bring,
Salvation.
To me a gift of love,
A true act from above,
Gracefully.
“Happy birthday,” I whisper,
Curtsying on my slippers,
Kindly.
With a smile and nod
The night closes with fog,
Peacefully.
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How is it with them, I wonder
As I fumble through the motions
Wondering if their rapture
Hits them like a potion
Out of the blue
Into the night
Stinging the nostrils
Craving light.
The silence, deafening
My defeat, noticeable
Why their happiness over mine?
Am I not a lamb in this wool?
I am shepherded outside
Scared and penniless, I cry
But I do know this
I still ask why
Why the ignorance?
Why their lives having importance
Over mine?
I’ll do this dance
Until I get it right
For I am led inside
Into the Good Shepard’s arms
And now I know they lied
They broke a family covenant
They think I can have stones
Cast at me and think they
Sin not in their bones.
Miracle after miracle I was saved
Time after time He showed for me
Endless, unconditional love
Because He heard my pleas
Good Lord help me, save me
And then it was so.
Eleven times it was so
I forsook shelter in one blow
From an evil unlike others
I sacrificed to save myself
Little did I know of the soon
To be mine wealth.
They have happiness and I
Don’t count mine still
I feel their stones
The bond is what will kill
I stay with Him through it all
I stay with the others too
I have no choice but to find peace
Through and through
For what is happiness when
There is peace in
Adversity rising daily
And then I win?
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The memory of us makes me smile
The memory of us four
The memory of us three
The memory of us two
And yes, I smile.
I smile because when it was four
He was here, the father I cherished
He kept me safe from the sibling
When he couldn’t, I cried
And yes, he kept me safe.
I smile because when it was three
He was here, the father I adored
He kept me safe from myself
When he couldn’t, I cried
And yes, he kept me safe
I smile because when it was two
He was here, and so was she
The parents I know, so beloved
Steadfast and timeless
And yes, she is in the two
He grew sick, so very sick
And she forgot about me
Because his cancer made him forget me
Wounded and broken, we forgot each other
And yes, I am one and she is one
Has she forgotten his impact
Has she forgotten Christ
Has she forgotten I am her cuddle baby
That when I do things out of character, it isn’t me
And yes, the out of character acts are from evil
Has she forgotten the devil
Has she forgotten evil speaks through others
Has she forgotten to ask what good there was
When he was dying
And yes, he died
When The Golden Rule applies
It is always, and platinum’s rule is
Treat others as they wish to be treated
Rather than how *I* wish to be treated
And yes, denial prohibits both rules’ use
To only look forward is not healthy
Layering in the good with the past bad is
And knowing what was evil and toxic
And placing blame of evil, not each other, is too
And yes, I mean healthy
What have I forgotten, I wonder
Is it her love for him
Is it her childhood
Is it her career, or her personhood
And yes, persons can be forgotten in fragments
To have an honest heart, evil should be talked about
In terms of how she and I fought through it together
For there are regrets when not showing the self
In total
And yes, persons who hide themselves are broken
How much breaking of her did I do
How much breaking of me did she do
How much breaking did the cancer do
How much breaking did evil do
And yes, cancer is evil
If a good Christian family has the devil’s cancer in it
Oughtn’t a good Christian woman to know
The devil will strike as they claim a body
A person stricken by evil through them is not guilty
And yes, the disabled are prime victims of evil
The memory of us four makes me cry
The memory of us three makes me cry
The memory of us two makes me cry
The memory of us two long ago makes me smile
And yes, because then I was the cuddle baby
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