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Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway Poem
Your pain
Why do I feel your pain still
When I left of my own free will
My mind is heavy with the burdens you build
Yet my heart is still tender
And vulnerable to your every will
When you’re hurting and making bad choices
Your voice still touches my every emotion
How is it that I still feel your pain
Even when I have nothing left to gain
Yes, I love you still
But be with you, I never, ever will.
You had my heart from the very start
And slowly our love began to part
Two became one, until one was none
Off in separate ways for more than 365 days
So how is it that to this day
Your pain still finds its way
Into my life and in my heart where it stays
Lay
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Pay attention
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Just when she thinks the coast is clear
In walks the ghost with a smile and a can of beer
“Come over here - let me tell you a story”
“Sit on my lap - you don’t have to worry”
“Do as I say and it won’t be gory”
Pay attention
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As the ghost tells his bed time story
Strokes her hair and tells her not to worry
Listening to this ghost and his horrific sounds
Her body is stiff, her heart pounds
She tries not to cry as his pants begin to round
Pay attention
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“You know I love you” the story begins
“Don’t tell mommy” the story ends
Back in bed alone in the dark
The ghost and his beer have left their mark
An innocent “bedtime story” is how it all starts
Lay
**Submitted to Crystal Wilkins Childhood Memories Contest
*Won 2nd place
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Help me smother this irritation ~ with lines and punctuations ~
Feed me pronouns ~ to drown incompetent sounds ~
Nouns to block inevitable frowns ~ verbs to calm nerves ~
Synonyms to perpetuate and penetrate minds ~ antonyms to reiterate in rhyme~
Give me a vocabulary of words to express my perturb ~ why must people be so absurd
Lay
Copyright © Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway | Year Posted 2011
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Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway Poem
My words are lost in ink stains
Verses smudged in prints of you
Illegible scribbles soon fill in lines
Once paved with love anew
Now only paperless pain ensues
An unnatural sequence of thoughts
Scribed in distressed hues of blue
Will re-actively release your grip
But the pain it can’t undo
Now only agony grew
My heart hands weep writes of tomorrow
My paper and pen are tempered in sorrow
My emotions bellow wallows
Of a mournful mind
I pray
This too
Shall pass
In time…
Copyright © Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway | Year Posted 2012
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Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway Poem
My Parent
The rules said “one parent not two”
Good for me as I only had you
No selection; no one to choose
Who is this parent; just follow the clues
Next rule; write something “profound”
Something good or something that makes you frown
This one was easy
Considering all you ever said was greasy
“You stupid _____”
This one was rich
“Go get the belt”
Not satisfied till there was a welt
The pain is still felt
How about “you swine”
Became a preference in time
Not “go to bed”
Followed by a blow to the head
So hard could have become brain dead
Your scars are still here
Your pain I still wear
Your mistakes I still bare
Your voice I still hear
Your secrets I now declare
Your presence I no longer fear
Your wrong doings I am aware
Your hate is replaced with tender loving care
Did you follow the clues
Who's this in reference to
Someone you want to be related to
Perhaps it’s someone you already do
This is my parent… I wish it were untrue!
Lay
**For "My Parent" contest sponsored by Francine Roberts.
* Honorable Mention
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Baby, it’s you I adore
With you… I want to explore
With you… I want so much more
My heart is knocking at your door
Night after night
My emotions you ignite
My chest is tight
No longer can I fight
You feel so right
With you… I reach new heights
Tonight’s the night
My destinations in sight
My heart… the guiding light
My love… I will recite
When we unite… Tonight…
Lay
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Depression demons go away; joy has lost its way…
Depression demons; stop injecting your venom in my soul...
I can taste your pain in my veins
Feel your cold and bitter despair in my air!
I smell your stench; it’s wicked as an old wench
You make my mood move like a thunderous storm
Put my mind in a constant state of morn...
Depression demons go away; please send joy my way…
Depression demons, stop haunting me
Release your grip and set me free!
You are not welcome; please leave me be
There’s no place left; as you well see
No place for your misery...
Depression demons go away; for JOY today I pray…
Lay
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Walking away from someone you love
Trotting the path of friend
if I had to do it all over
I’m certain I’d do it again
Walking away from someone you love
not something I wanted to do
but something I knew I must
my hearts still in love
but it’s my mind I had to trust
Walking away from someone you love
the memories…laughter… and tears
letting these things go
is what I most feared
oh, how I pray my heart will heal
Walking away from someone you love
looking forward to a future
unsure of what will be there
I opened the door of uncertainty
stepped onto roads unclear
my destination’s still unknown
only hope to land in love and care
Lay
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Love
Spicy, afrodisiac,
Giving, embracing, indulging,
Passion, flames, Devil, burn
Aching, stinging, throbbing,
Hurt, broken,
Pain
Lay
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My Precious Child
I am so very proud of you
Your life was my dream
One surrendered long ago
I am so very proud of you
You are my hope realized
One surrendered long ago
You are my answered prayer
You are my hope realized
Your life was my dream
You are my answered prayer
My Precious Child
Lay
Copyright © Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway | Year Posted 2011
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