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I Am My Mother's Daughter

i am my mother's daughter 
a little bit flighty
kind of a tomboy
feminine and ladylike
when you want to be
counting on my hand
the times i saw you in a dress
or put blush on your cheeks
and reddened your lips
or caught you at your very best
i must confess
i like you better laid back
in comfort
in a t-shirt and jeans
and the way you're always
happy and laughing 
at the funny life you've seen
or the way you smell
of double mint
old gold cigarettes
jovan white musk
puts me in a nostalgic
angelic spell
and how we started out rough
but stood strong and gruff
because old mule skinnin'
grandpa jean
built you tough and
gave you a streak of mean
and you with little kylie marie
brings pools of old
thought forgotten memories
of you and me
in a little wagon red
telling me stories
before time of bed
tugging loose your hairs
of grey mixed with
blonde and brown
that grew on your head
when your hair was still long
and mother lets 
always keep with us
the hurts and sorrows
you made me discuss
after school,
when i cried and weeped
long sobs hard and deep
but you always gave me hugs
that helped my carry on
even when i knew
i did not belong
put myself together
when i was a mess inside
wipe my tears away when i cried
all the times i fell down
you picked me up
you brushed me off
dragged me to a safe place
no matter what kind of disgrace
i've brought upon you
you've tested true
showed me the good things i can do
thank you mom for the life you gave me
fought with me and for me
the way that you raised me
and made me
accepted my quirks
and how in so many ways
we are alike and different
but more the same
i am your daughter
and proud and glad it's true
a little flighty
with a tomboy's grace
pretty green eyes
and heart to match my face
soft feelings i can hide
with my tough irish pride
all i can do is say thanks
for doing all and everything it takes
to make me just like you
i am my mother's daughter
so proud and glad it's true!
love you momma
cheer up, this too shall pass
your daughter,
jenny lynn

Copyright © Jennifer Hanebuth | Year Posted 2006



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Dope Sick Pain

pill pop
once you like it
you can't stop
hit rock bottom
or dead you drop
and under six
buried by twelve
this feeling
it lingers
and laughs
as you dumpster dive
half awake
half alive
quasi brain
dope.
        dope. sick. pain.
can you handle
can you battle the shame
everyone around
has to get a dig in
or a word to add
to this feelingless
            bad. sad. glad
over zealous i am jealous
of the simple life
and all the things i had
are having me instead
it's so good
i can handle it
i'm okay did i stutter when i spoke
it's under control
once elation takes hold
and this slippless
grip i'm under
throws me around
just to catch me
and do it again when will it end
does it end
with these words i say
i don't have to own this
or take defense
you did this i'm sane
i keep lists and records of those i blame
can you handle
can you battle the shame
          dope.
                  dope. sick. pain.
and i'm just so tired
of hurting everyone
around me
the damage done
has left me lonely
and as of now i feel
only
God loves me
don't judge me
just try to understand and love me
for what i want to become
and what i am
it's okay
now i'm better
i've got the shakes
a little sick
under the weather
and once this
physical pain it leaves me
i'm back to the beginning
with no one
to trust me
just love me
hearted holy
and fully
fighting demons
in my brain
can't complain
i did this
i started it
time to finish
not a hurdle
i can jump over bemoan
and dismiss
i know with him 
i am not alone
so God give me strength
to fight this fight
i pray
take this dope
                 dope. sick. pain. away.
and slowly
like honey
i gather my respect
save some money
catch a glance of the life i need
and take heed
give away all greed at full
raging ramming speed
and this selfish taking
try to stop breaking
all these hearts left aching
and praying for my
safety, it overtakes me
and shakes me
God gives me a little peace
time to mourn
to forgive and get on
deal with it
one by one
day by day
til' it's gone
demons slain
calm smooth waves of him
envelop develop
go through me til' i'm new
yet still the same
        dope.
                dope. sick. pain.

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Hey Dad

i was driving when i was nineteen
angry full of angst and blame
thinking to point fingers
on my way 
was to your home

i wanted to say so many things
thanks for not calling, caring
visiting
thanks for my skewed memories
ones i wanted to keep
most wished to forget

this snowstorm blowing my vehicle
cold could not extinguish my rage
pent up anger
all the cheerleading games
concerts broken hearts
and dates gone well
built and fueled itself

i am at your door
you answer and i see your sunken face
you are a drunk
pathetic and lonely broken man
i couldn't help myself i wanted only
to recall the fishing trips
disney land
sea world, rock climbing, utah
camping, and dirty jokes full of swear words
the dad that remembered my birthday 
until i was fifteen, and camping was not cool to me anymore

you came to me, desperate too proud to 
beg for my forgiveness
but i gave
you were grateful and held me again
like you did when i was small
brought my cheerleading picture
said you held it close

i let it all go
now, and let myself rest
too old now to point fingers
too tired to carry your burdens flaws
with my own
good night 
sweet dreams
god bless you daddy

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Pin Up Girl

i am a woman
tell me what is that
sometimes i feel
i'm too thin
too tall
too plain
and too fat
i am a woman
where's the holy grail
will you still love me
the next day
and the next
when i'm old 
when i'm frail?
i am a woman
where's my sister in this game
and when i feel like
a complete
incomplete
obsolete low down shame
i am a woman
not your object to claim
you don't tell me
i'm too thin
too fat
not good enough or anything like that
for every blemish and hair on my face
every curve on my body
is a part of me 
makes me real
makes me chase
away those of you
bound and determined
to beat me
defeat me
with precision
with haste
I am a woman
let's just leave it at that
i am what i am
too thin
too tall
too plain
and too fat

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Old Habits They Die Hard

i saw you standing next to a wall
keen i've seen you 
collected dark shy
wiry tall
so i picked you up
took you home
you just wanted someone to hold
that's what you told me
so i was onto you from the start
knew right away
you'd pull and pick me apart
i've got a cast iron around my heart
from days before i knew so well
guys like you 
they made life hell
and tears of sorrow
in my eyes swell
and oh i know it's just as well
you'll get yours someday
this is getting old
outsold again and again old
just temporary 
ordinary me
i can't make you hang around
i'll throw myself away
just look at me 
my misery 
a non-stop flow
since infancy
temporary
ordinary me
one night 
ruined everything that's al right
i did not request a ring
anyway
not much left to say
it's all over and done with
should've been
could've been
would've been
more prepared
this time a little harder to read
your wants and my needs
you were a catch but i don't care
you only wanted someone to have fun with
then run away 
flashing your dashing
doting, taunting, grin
i quit playing this impossible game
no stakes to claim
they're just too high
and i never win
just temporary 
ordinary me
i can't make you hang around
i'll throw myself away
just look at me this tragedy
it started with your flattery
just temporary
ordinary me
i found it's better i'm alone
i got a grip
handle it
no waiting for the phone
to say your name
i keep on i write words 
that speak my regret and my shame
there is nothing good 
guys like you bring
girls like me
just deprive me
drive me kicking and screaming back to square one in a self-medicating
therapy it's over me
and under me i'm done with writing poetry
to get on forget
get over it and let
it roll on and just be gone
because you don't suffer
like i do
half my fault for trusting in
you
just temporary
ordinary me
i can't make you hang around
or stop you when you stray
just look at me
miss fancy free
you smooth talked it 
right from under me
and held me close
and kissed me right
with eyes glued shut
i closed mine tight
but now i quit
put my foot down
i swear to it
i'm passionate
i'm not temporary
far from ordinary
you're deaf and dumb
and lost if you can't see
this new a little wiser version
of me.

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Blahhhh

we moved around like 
vagabonds
want to be gone
still and satisfied 
with waves of change
a stellar strange

danced with exotic air
like our brains were dead
our hearts were there
a rythym not unlike a chain
of workers on the side of the road
blood pumping breathing the smells of
new and unique unknown

and something is gone
or out of place
like a star i named as a young girl
came back to find and say hello
but it was hiding deep in space
gone without a trace
erased

oddly comfortable 
with this peculiar inversion
want to say but can't
exactly put on a finger
allowing this ambiguous twinge linger
apprehansive 
meek and meager
eager

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God Speed

i put on my face
a tooth filled grin
rehashing bashing
coming down hard
on others and myself
looking for fingers to point blame
and all the while
someday along this fork in the road
i'll feel that smile
and the ones in return
i get back
when the hurt has subsided
and the lesson
has been learned
good fortune earned
not simply wanted
with burning yearning ache
at every winding turn
keep on walking down this
straight path
love his mercy and compassion
take your blame
move on yet fear
the flame and his wrath
God he loves us
each and all
he will pick you up
when you fall
even if you feel
you must crawl
and claw to get by
it is a lesson learned
damage done 
so still you try
he knows you can take it
therefore you are still alive
so keep on this
straight underpopulated road
it's a long narrow
journey
so take a few friends
to lighten your load
then when you trip
the fall is not so long
they'll be there
and care for you
when you slip
or if you are doing wrong
and all along
all the while
these lessons learned
will reinforce
strengthen and brighten
that smile
when you think you don't
believe
God will be there
he will never leave

Amen forever with spirit,
            love, family,
and friends
a future with the Lord
is one that will not end.

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Some Where In New Mexico

hopeless
this
i am sad
tell me why is that so bad
i guess i don't know
no 
good words
i did not go to school
i didn't wear clothes
listen to music
or study
feel cool
how do i get into this world
with a ged
and a criminal record
now that 
you say i am free

down
i am
why so much
tell me why is everything
so close to the touch
so 
far away
stars they say
am i doomed
or dubbed
is this real
tangible
something i can 
place in my pocket and steal
i guess happiness
such a simple word
and we all want the same thing
love didn't give me no 
stinking diamond ring
it was a cop out
a fix
a second home
too scared to put myself out there
in the unknown
i guess this thing i dream
is too much to bear
so i sleep
and i dream
i display no care

so all i learned
take it as you will
is an ignorant crude
and cruel survival
a mixture of things i've 
eavesdropped
and words i thought 
i'd known
oh well we all want the same thing
to say
feel the same
i wish and dream
in my sleep
that i can
without aching
without thinking
without shooting up, smoking
 boozing, drinking
 that calm that peace that sweet release
can i get a little
stinking
ease
please god
oh please

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Made For Tv Movie

spinning around
faster than sound
up and down up and down
magical world
a fantasy
i wish it were
reality
the future is bright
present gray
and wired lines
keep me
liar liar
may i inquire
why in the world are your pants on fire
put a stop to your wicked ways
extinguish this smokey blaze
and get back to the 
true blue
ringing clarity you so much need
because you cannot 
unglue what's stuck
undo a deed
but a stroke of bad luck
can change with time
stop believing your own lies
and pain and hurt
will leave you
regret destroys the strongest of men
who chose to break before they bend
liar liar
may i inquire
why in the devil are your pants on fire
are they white
face value fallacies
protecting everyone you see
except yourself
you run you flee
it's fun to pretend
compare stories with friends
brag about life things you've done
elements of fun 
a couple inches here 
few there
when does it end
when does it end

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Red Room Cage Caught Travel

he stood to watch
at the bar from a distant
stance from far
she took a drink
so confused 
on booze he makes his move
and he thinks
and he thinks
if the keep of the 
bar
will kindly take her keys
he will then take her home 
and her life
with the greatest of ease

didn't think a drink meant yes
didn't think i must confess
used to be insecure
now she's much less
on the bed
body red
the tears she shed
she bled she bled
she said she said no
and he wouldn't like to think so
what you're doing is evil

he parked his 
jesus ford pickup truck
on the side of the road so i'm told
pulls her near
she pulls away to escape
but to where
he didn't care
hiding in a ditch
he climbs on top
smothering cutting off
getting taking all her soft
soft features 
she cried and screamed
for it to stop

didn't know a kiss meant yes
didn't think i must confess
used to be insecure
now she's much less
laying in the dirt
numb from all the hurt
cannot fathom or believe
how much damage
 he would leave
she said she said
no and you wouldn't like to think so
no you wouldn't like to think so
she said
she said no no no
and what you're doing is evil
what you're doing is evil

sex drugs the lust
where was it born
she had to change cause
rock and roll was too much fuss
it broke and busted
crushed and flushed
away washed down
made her struggle for air
brought her down
into the water to drown
those words didn't take away
her pain
just relived rehashed that night again
didn't know a drink meant yes
didn't think i must confess
used to be insecure
now she's much less
eyes red body bled
tears shed
red red red red
she said she said
no no you wouldn't like to think so
no you wouldn't like to think so
terrible, inconcievable
unbelievable she said she said no
and what you're doing is evil
yeah what you're doing is evil 
just so you know

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