Poem to a crappy moment or two:

 
 
I am a perfectionist at heart
 
I know you can see it easily
 
Because you went straight at it
 
At that core and attacked me
 
 
 
You said I had done nothing
 
Not a single part of my job
 
And in that moment, in those words
 
My confidence you sought to rob
 
 
 
And I bit, HARD and with bitter hurt
 
I swore and I was pissed off its true
 
Because I let that nasty dig hurt
 
Perfectly aimed, straight at me, by you
 
 
 
I saw that snarky sidewards glance 
 
That attempted to snare another
 
Your web is created lies and acid
 
The good of others seeking to smother
 
 
 
Well you won’t win. not this time, NEVER
 
And when you die alone and bitter still
 
I hope you remember that in good faith
 
We did our job with the utmost skill
 
 
 
You are merely a bad moment or two
 
But the loneliness of being so nasty
 
Lingers for one so utterly sour, as you
 
So now, fade from memory Mr, Dastardly
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Don’t stop being You!

I hurt for you and what you suffer

Not because you can’t bear the burden

But because I wish you didn’t have to

I know you won’t walk away or run

Where others might fear to tread

You settle in and seek to improve

I appreciate that you never lie

That what you say is what you do

I know I can trust you with anything

You give me succor and safety

The freedom to be who I need to be

Moments of such precious safety

After a lifetime of loss and fear

You are the pot at the end

Of that old faded rainbow

That I hunted for so very long

Huddled in the darkest shadows

Buried alive just barely there

You offer me a hand, a kindness

A gentle breeze after enduring

The hurricanes of eternal hell

There may be fires normally

But not for me, I’m special

I get you as my friend

So Don’t Stop Being You

 

I See You

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In the deepest and darkest night

You choose to look inside yourself

You expect to find a horrid fright

But that is not what you found

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Instead inside of thee, you see

A strength that is rock solid

Gifting others compassionately

But not in how you treat your self

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The time has come to look inside

And rather than fail to see reality

Face the spirit from which you abide

Be the YOU that we have always seen

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Take heart in what we say we see

Deeply ingrained strength in you

Beauty, kindness, strength, honesty

We see the real you and appreciate

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I see you and wish you could too

How you are outside is just a piece

My love is for the inner you

The beauty that we all see

 

Musings

I lay awake and think of you

Looming close and over me

The dread, the pull, the fear

How not to give in to despair!

 

You come in weakness

You stay when I’m alone

You lurk within the dark

Leaving scars that mark

 

How I totally hate you

Despise you even more

Wish you a fiery end

No magic wand to amend

 

But that is not my reality

For you forever arrive

I can not walk around you

Meeting you is what I rue

 

What or who be you?

Don’t you yet know?

Its the future I fear

And it creeps ever near

 

I Can do this

So I took this day

To spend in my way

The goal of reset

To prevent the fret

That was burying me

Not breaking free

Too much change

Unable to arrange

Simply more burden

Unablè to get a word in

Everybody please stop

I have to let this drop

Burden me no more

Leave crises at the door

Walk through free & clear

Managing without fear

I can do this, I can!

If I stick to my plan

Not yours or his or theirs

That leave my soul in tears

I know what I am doing

Don’t demand, try gentle wooing

I CAN DO THIS!

Blinded

When you close your eyes, what do you see?

In the shuttered dark, is it simply the absence of me?

Or do you apply negative judgement to the dark?

The staining black denotes evil leaving it’s mark

If your world is filtered through that dark

There is then no light upon which hope can park

It becomes a place weighted in horror and fear

Never able to pierce the layers of black despair

Open your eyes, shake off the dark, see clearly

Fight for a free world where all are judged fairly

Don’t hide behind eyes shut tight in fear, that  hide from reality

Instead join in, have a voice, live in a society of creativity

It’s been awhile

Life can sometimes snatch away your written words

Take what might be recorded and have it pass by too quickly

The hourglass seems slow to fill after being flipped

But in reality time passes as always; minute by minute

It is our emotional state that changes how it’s passage feels

The dripping seconds of a boring day or the speed of light when busy 

Seconds, moments, hours, days, weeks, months, years

And what truly changes is ever within us, our thoughts and emotions

Christmas Thoughts

Twas the night before Christmas

And all was peaceful and quiet

That was, until my clamouring mind

Muttering about my struggling diet

The nothing stirring, not even a mouse

Was a good omen, since, otherwise  

Eat that and follow with the whole house!

My brain is that starved for thought beyond food!

Please be of good cheer

For we are nearly there

Even in depths despair

We can strive from here
**** I admit it needs work and is unfinished ****

**** The third verse is not the same ****

****Any suggestions are welcomed! ****

Strength

Your roots are deep within the ground

That is where your strength is found

You gather enrichment from the soil

And from the bugs around you as they toil

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You grace the sky with leaves spread wide

There is no need for your majesty to hide 

You shade all those within your reach

You live your life, with no need to preach

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Blessed are those beneath your shadowed span

Gifting comfort to those you can

Stay strong, be lithe, stand tall

Never do I wish to see you fall