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Erin Soares-Anselmi Poem
I am called by many names
Surely you have heard my claim to fame
Crank, ice, crystal and meth
But you can just call me death
For I will destroy you one by one
Moms, dads, daughters, and sons
I will suck the very soul from your being
But still you stay without fleeing
The arrogance of man astounds me
For he thinks he can control thee
I am the one with the power
To tear down your ivory tower
No more joy will you know
Only downhill is where you’ll go
Your face will change to an ugly mess
No one will know you this I confess
I am not your friend nor do I care
But like a fool you are unaware
You beg me to take you on a ride
While I rot your very insides
Crank, Ice, crystal and meth
But you can just call me death!
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I was born fifty years ago on April 10th 1964
Looking back through the years I began to explore
My mama said when it was time for me to be born
I decided to come early and fast in the wee morn
Born five week premature with jaundice I had to stay
High fevers, convulsions and even a coma would come my way
But by the grace of God I made it through each and every one
I could have died before my life really started or even begun.
And through my fifty years God has shown me grace and mercy
As I look back I’m so glad he loved me and thought of me worthy
I remember my first home in Hayward on Burr way
Memories are a little foggy but my sense of home will stay
Moved to Dixon when I was just four years old
To a big beautiful house where my life started to unfold
This would be the place I would meet my life long best friend
She was playing in our backyard the first day we moved in.
So many memories in this house in Dixon on Marvin way
A Baby deer named Bambi and our first dog named Maggie mae
My life sized doll house my parents gave me as a birthday surprise
I would spend hours in there with my plastic appliances making mud pies
Life was blissful and I had not a care in the world I was living
Until the day my parents sat us down and said they were splitting
I just remember crying and in total shock this was happening
My parents would no longer be together my whole life unraveling
We ended up moving to a two story house with mice and peeling paint
Mom worked long hours to feed us four kids who showed no restraint
My mom struggled to balance work and being home with us four
Soon my brothers moved to dads who’s idea was it I’m not sure
My dad died August 19th 1979 at the age of forty from a massive heart attack
I didn’t know then how this would change my life but now can see its full impact
My teen years were cut short because I decided to become a mom
How scared I was to have to drop “mom, I’m pregnant” bomb
Have you ever heard of the song “Going to the chapel of love?”
Married now at seventeen feeling all grown up; well sort of.
On January 2nd 1982 my daughter Melinda was born fuzzy & screaming
Didn’t know what I was really get into, I must have been dreaming
She was the first baby born of the year and was the winner of two contests
So many prizes couldn’t collect them all but we sure tried to do our best
Isn’t it funny how you imagine how it would all work out in your young mind?
But then reality sneaks up on you and smacks you hard on your behind.
Now a single mother at the age of nineteen and moved back in with my mom
And throughout my life I will make poor decisions but no need to write every wrong
Pregnant at twenty with my son Joshua and Melinda now two almost three
I didn’t know what I was going to do but knew they deserved better than me
This you see will be the hardest thing I would ever have to do in my life
I chose to give Josh new parents whom I lived with until I said goodbye
I was blessed to have pictures and letters sent through his growing up years
I remember the first letter I received from Josh I was so nervous eyes filled with tears
My son Brandon was born on my mom’s birthday he was my biggest and my last
He was my little dare devil and escape artist who was always trying to get past
He would like to climb out of his crib and sneak out the front door for a stroll
I chained and locked the door and even barred the windows thinking I was in control
Till one day two police officers were at my door wanting to see him and talk to me, I guess
They said a neighbor called out of concern and then the police threaten me with CPS.
I have been married more than my fair share to tell the truth and it’s hard to admit
I have walked down the aisle six times and finally found the one to whom I commit
TJ is my husband who I met six years ago and have been married to him for three
Unable to have children of his own he now is known fondly as Dad, Padre and Papa T
My grandchildren make me smile just thinking of them and oh how I miss their precious faces
I have eight all together and love each and every one so much my heart had to grow extra spaces
As I look through my mind’s eye and examine my past adventures, blessings and sorrows
I have come to realize to cherish each and every moment because no time can be borrowed
My fifty ….. In a nut shell.
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Facebook I wonder if you are a blessing or a curse?
People Sharing their pictures and videos of their best and worst.
Clever sayings, obscenities, prays and vulgarity.
Show up on your pages with some form of regularity.
You will find people you have seen or haven’t seen for years.
Laughing one minute and then shedding a river of tears.
Selfies of woman showing what God has given them to cherish
Proudly displaying themselves when they should be embarrassed.
Religion and Politics is a good way to stir the emotional pot.
Both thinking their right when you know for sure they’re not.
You can share your likes, dislikes and give a comment or two
But be careful not to be too honest or you might just be removed.
Games of every kind you will find here for your pleasures delight
Sending requests to people even when they don’t want your invite.
Facebook is a place people display their everyday life with others
Making statements that could hurt or showing love for your mother.
Facebook is not the one I should blame for what it shows on its feed
It’s just an empty space to fill with life’s true nature for others to read.
So before you post your thoughts and feelings in this open space
Ask yourself would this be something I would be willing to share face to face?
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Pride & Arrogance’s Wedding
Pride was looking for a partner to share his life.
He found Arrogance and asked her to be his wife.
This would be the grandest affair no one could beat.
Anybody who was somebody would fill the seats.
Sarcasm would be the maid of honor Arrogance’s best friend
While Pride’s buddy Boastful would do the honors of stepping in.
Pompous, Pretentious, and Presumptuous found their places
While Vanity and Bossy were screaming in each other’s faces
Smug walked by with Snotty his wife of many years
As Arrogance’s mother Egotist tried not to shed a tear.
As Arrogance came in the room all stopped and stared
To witness true love Pride and Arrogance shared.
Pride took Arrogance by the hand to the alter
Looking stiff and stoic like the rock of Gibraltar
The wedding was beautiful but just a little odd
But everybody knew they were like two peas in a pod
They now live in a town called Imso Crass.
While Arrogance works hard Pride sits on his ass.
Arrogance, if she only knew her fate with Pride
She would have never agreed to be by his side.
But now there’s a baby whom she must take care.
Little chaos born on her birthday they now share.
Erin Soares-Anselmi
01/06/14
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Genetic Lottery Wheel
Playing the genetic lottery wheel taking another spin
Hoping it will pass me by but I always seem to win
Placed around the wheel various illnesses and diseases
Addictions, mood swings or joints that ache or freezes
Diabetes, high blood pressure, and osteoporosis
Thank God I haven’t hit the one with tuberculous
Just the other day I was lucky to hit fibromyalgia
On the genetic wheel even has a place for nostalgia
I know this isn’t an illness or disease but cruelty I believe
They give you a quick glance back on how it use to be
The wheel keeps growing and more is added each day
But everyone has their own wheel with its own display
We can’t choose if we win or lose or what we will get
But maybe you will be lucky and hit the flu or night sweats
Good Luck!!
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Catch phrase’s class reunion day
All showed up to have their say…….
Willy Nilly was married to Hold your horses
Met during a PE class on the obstacle courses
Sorry Charlie always had a crush on Get a clue
But she fell for another, Give the devil his due
What the Sam hill and A day Late and a dollar short
Had the biggest battle ever seen on Divorce Court.
Totally, Radical, and Righteous all best of friends
Married to Bodacious, Groovy and You Da Man
Cool Beans was single and still living with mom
Brought his young girlfriend her name was Da Bomb
Two sheets to the wind asked Lord willing to dance
While The full Monty made out with Half a chance
Look what the cat drug in was late but nothing new
Sauntering in with her new squeeze, called Cat man doo
Dig it got a little fresh with Talk to the hand
And his wife What Ever she just left with the band
Better you than me came looking for Mind your Ps and Qs
But ended up leaving with the famous twins “It takes two”
Take a picture it will last longer captures the moments
While Read all about it goes around asking for comments
A cold day in Hell final came but no one was there to see
They all went over to For Heaven Sakes house for a cuppa’ a tea
The end……
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Once in a blue moon I have been told
The cliché’s clan gets together with the Catch Phrase posy
If I have told you once I have told you a thousand times this story or are you the last one to know?
Well, it all started for no rhyme or reason but you could see the writing on the wall.
Rat Race and horsing around would be in charge of the children’s activities for the day.
While crazy as a loon and Wacky Tobacky would take care of the entertainment.
Ice Queen would be the bartender for the night and Wall Flower would play the music.
Requests were already pouring in from the peanut gallery.
Young whipper Snapper like to hear a country song called one step forward and two steps back
And Jonny come lately wanted to hear a rock song called Chip off the old block.
Class clown always wanting to be the center of attention got drunk and started dancing
On the picnic tables.
Simon Says and Mother May I where there to tell everyone what to do and where to sit.
This would be a catered event so One sandwich short of a picnic was hired to feed this Motley crew.
On the menu was Fish out of Water served with two peas in a pod and for dessert The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree Al- a- mode.
Everybody was having a great time until the trouble makers showed up.
One for the road and Three sheets to the wind where known for starting drunken brawls.
The worst thing was they brought their 3 grown sons Hammered, sloshed and pickled.
If I only knew then what I know now left early. She had a feeling there would be trouble.
Penny for your thoughts would be collecting the raffle ticket money and No time like the present would be handing out the prizes.
Liar Liar Pants on fire and Cry me a river were sore losers and always made a scene if they lost.
It will be a cold day in hell didn’t want to go so he sent his wife Heaven to Betsy.
Too much of a good thing got sick and ended up taking the bus# Catch22 home.
Well, nothing lasts forever was the last song of the night and Turn out the lights the party’s over security guard company showed everyone the door.
The end.
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The reality of denial (part 1)
The reality of denial is…… We all have done it.
Some take up permanent residence ….. Others just visit.
Denial can be used ……… As a source of protection
But be careful not to fall …… for your own deception
Denial has the ability to ………….. Lull you into submission
And you begin to believe………… the bull you are dishing
Denial is powerful …… and can make you unable to see
The truth of the situation …….. Or face your own reality
Written by Erin Soares-Anselmi
03*04*14
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A mother’s heart
A mother’s heart is uniquely made by God’s loving hands.
Enable to endure heartache and love indescribably grand.
He gave her a heart with ability to bond in an instant
With everlasting love started when you were an infant.
God knew he had to make her heart strong but tender
Heart break will surely come but she will not surrender
Children will test the limits of her patience and temperament
With making poor choices and teenaged self-righteous arrogance.
Standing firm and not willing to budge from your fits of anger
Trying to understand who replaced her child with this stranger.
A mother’s heart is unchanging as the years soon past by
She loves you now as much as when she heard your first cry
When God created the mother’s heart he had an ultimate purpose
For a mother’s love is freely given and cannot be bought or purchased
A mother’s love will last till the day God takes her to heavenly places
She holds on to fond memories and her children’s precious faces.
Because God knows a mother’s heart can’t be without love to share
He blessed her with many grandchildren an answer to her prayer.
Now she looks forward to her visits from her family she dearly loves
And thanks the Lord for her many blessing each and every one.
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A little girl went skipping down to the wishing well
Wearing a torn dirty dress and her hair in a ponytail
She stood on her tippy toes and looked down inside
Seeing her reflection she said hello and an echo replied
She came to make a wish for her sick mom home in bed
Her daddy left not saying a word just a kiss on the forehead
The little girl takes a coin out of her pocket and drops it in
Closing her eyes she tells the well her wish with a dimpled grin
Racing back to her house she bursts through the front door
Peeks in her mother’s room but she’s not there like before
Mommy, where are you she yells as she searches every room
She was about to cry when she smelled a familiar perfume
My little girl she hears whispered in her ear don’t be afraid
I have gone to heaven to be with Jesus you need to be brave
Daddy is waiting for you and he needs you more than ever
I may be gone from sight but I will live in your heart forever
She could hear her daddy calling as her mommy faded away
I’m over here daddy talking to mommy she says we have to stay
Her daddy picks her up in his arms and gives her a loving squeeze
Not knowing what to say to his little girl or even what to believe
How could she be talking to mommy when he saw her die today?
I need to tell you something about mommy and why she went away
Mommy told me already and then she gently touched his face
I wished for mommy to get better and now she is in a better place.
They walked hand in hand and both knowing they had each other
He would miss his wife and the little girl would miss her mother
Now the little girl is all grown up and is a mother of a little boy
Understanding the meaning of unconditional love and pure joy
A little boy went skipping down to the wishing well
Wearing torn dirty shorts and holding his fishing pail
He stood on his tippy toes and looked down inside
Seeing his reflection he said hello and an echo replied.
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