When Pain is Beautiful

This is a poem I wrote to my father after his passing
Into The Sunset
By Drake Taylor
...

As the scarlet sun sets in the west a cowboy takes his last ride.
As he travels off into that sunset and fades into the horizon as just a memory.
You awake to the rising golden sun to the east.
You see that a new day has begun.
The campfire is cold and the cowboy’s coffee still sitting there.
You know that he has been here.
You know that he was watching over you.
To the cowboy ghost and his trusty steed, sleep well and peace be with thee.

 

Sister or Angel
By Drake Taylor

She always has love and a hug.
She always has caring and a kind word....
She always has a hand to hold when I’m down.
She is there even when we are apart.
She knows when I am down and hurt.
She knows when I am up and happy.
When she is down she still loves me.
When she is up she still loves me.
She wraps here wings of protection around me.
She always has a kind word to help my heart.
She is both and angel and my sister.
She is my angel sister.
To you my angel sister with all my love.

The Battlefield of Life
By Drake Taylor

The day is dark and gloomy as I walk through the battlefield covered in blood. I look around on all the
fallen warriors who have fought the battle of life....
Warriors with nothing to show for their tireless fighting but their limbs
being severed from their bodies from the sharpened swords of their enemies.
I see young men that never had a chance to lead a full life lying in a mass of death.
I continue on through the field of blood.
I look up from the torn and battered bodies, I see an image of a warrior.
The image becomes more defined as I approach it.
The figure is of the Angel of Death in his blackened armor.
Standing atop of a small hill of the fallen warriors' souls that he has taken that day.
As I continue to approach the Warrior of Death I draw my sword and prepare for battle.
The angel draws his jagged and bloody blade from its sheath of darkness.
He starts to move towards me and swings his sword.
His darkness misses me and it is a fatal error.
I swing my sword and strike the Angel of Death to the ground.
I have become victorious, and my life is to keep for another day.
As his body hits the ground light breaks through the darkness.
I then wake from the long and dark night.

"Battle Scars"
By Cassandra Jones

We all have our battle scars,
things from the past buried inside....
Demons we all have to fight,
in order for pain to subside,
Everyone's battle is different,
though no one escapes the war.
We fight to stay alive,
to be stronger than before.
Reminded every day of all the pain we faced,
still we go on.
Moving forward with our lives,
our sadness now gone.
We are survivors,
in a game long-played.
In our despair,
we wouldn't have stayed.
Now looking toward the future,
we know who we are.
Our past intertwined with tomorrow,
we learn from our battle scars.

"My Mother"
By Cassandra Jones

You taught me right from wrong,
you helped me to stay strong....
Doing all the things you should,
helping me with all you could.
You were there when I needed you,
you've always come through.
When I would cry,
when I didn't want to try.
You would hold me,
you would help me see.
I can do anything I want to,
I have faith in myself because of you.
You gave me hope,
when I was at the end of my rope.
Without you I would never see,
the person I could be.
You are my life, my hero, my idol too,
my mother, I love you!

Abandoned home
Copyright Sylvia Stein

I stand alone in the middle of nowhere.
I am an abandoned home. I stand where the darkness overshadows

The day and all you hear are the creeks of the old wood that has not been
repaired For over 20 years in the night.
I remember when the children used to live here. They brought me much
joy. With their numerous drama and antics.
However everything changed when the mother died. Nothing was ever the
same after that.
My owner grew distant and pulled away from his children.Then one by one
they grew up away from him and they never visited again.
My owner then died many years later but I remained still here.
As an old abandoned home, where the darkness now lives and the red
shutters of the windows are pierced with sadness and overflows with the
sound of the howling wind.
 

Hold On

This pain is too much. I feel like I can't go on.
I look at you and smile but your distance kills me.
Guilt trip? I don't think so. That's not my intention.
When I don't understand why you jerk me in all directions, that's not me putting guilt on you.
That's me wondering why you tell me several different things at different times.
You love me? You don't?
Why is it that when you look at me you want to touch me but you say you don't want me? I don't understand.
We were born for each other. Isn't that what you said?
Don't leave me. Life is so cold and scary without you.
I made you a king. Remember?
You are my king and I'd die for you.
Tell me anything just don't let me go.
Am I pathetic? Maybe but I'm not ashamed.
I love you. I adore you.
I've tried looking elsewhere but men don't excite me. They scare me.
Not you. You make me feel safe.
Don't leave me. Hold me.
We still have so much passion for each other.
Don't say you don't feel it. I know better.
Don't throw me away. Hold me.
I'll do anything you ask if you just keep me.
You're safe. You won't destroy me like others will.
I'm sorry for everything. Please stay. Don't go.
Don't push me away. Hold me.
You said I was your queen. You came to be with me. Please be with me.
We mean so much to each other, don't we?
This feeling I have inside when you're not with me is torture.
Please stay. Don't go. Hold on. 

Lost

I just don't understand me anymore.
I used to be so strong and so calm, now I'm a bundle of nerves.
Why can't I shake you? What did you do to me? I miss me.
I used to be okay. Nothing could get to me.
Did you mean to be my everything?
Did you want me to need you so?
Did it make you feel good to know I would always be there?
Now you want me gone. What did you do?
I know your heart. I know you're good but what did you do?
Do you have magic in you?
You can tear down a person's resolve so easily.
Do you not know your power? It's strong.
I used to be strong but those walls, you desolved them. How?
I'm a husk. I'm nowhere near the woman I was.
God help me. Please help me.
I've lost myself. I miss me. Come back. 

The Dark Side

The darkness wraps around me 

Like a lovers embrace 

Cool fall nights bring me to life
 
I follow La Luna
 
For she always guides me
 
Let me take you to my hidden place
 
Let me lay my lips upon yours
 
Let's exchange words
 
Passion filled words -
 
that carry along with the wind
 
I am a woman of the night
 
Goddess of the shadows

(c) 2013 Angie Crum


"Worlds Collide"

Insides on fire

Burning alive 

Mind in shock

No words

Just flashes 

Images of pain

I feel it all

Floods of emotion

Breaking me down

Helpless

A suffocating black hole of nothing

No wings here to fly away

No rope to climb out

Just whirling thoughts 

And time

Everything in slow motion

No feelings 

Too many feelings

Screaming on the inside

Eyes of detachment

Distant from the world

The darkness creeps in 

And then the silence comes

(c) 2013 Mended View


"Invaded" 

Vacant feeling

Crawling 

Scratching

Clawing

Just to live

Hard to breathe

Harder to move

Functioning takes everything

Mind invaded

Thoughts not my own

You put them there

Now you're in my head

Swirling around

Bringing your damage

Destruction everywhere 

I silently scream

Wondering when it will end

When I will be free of you

(c) 2013 Mended View 

Poetic Expressions: Saturday, September 7, 2013

"Isolated" (Revised)

Standing here in a crowd,
I look around
At everyone who I love
And of whom I am proud

Yet, I feel very alone,
As I see
Others talking to everyone else,
But just not to me,

And as I am stuck, here,
With another
Who is arguing, now.
On illogical matter.

I face her, disbelieving
That she’s arguing
Instead of enjoying
Other people’s company.

But yet, she continues.
So, I sigh,
And think of going away.
I got to leave, tonight.

My mind shuts it all out
And I walk
From the house and from the
Negative noise and talk.

But, I feel my arm tugged.
So, I turn
And see that it's her.
She just won’t seem to learn!

My mind then escapes to
The thought of
The quiet, calm, nice beach
As her yelling’s too rough.

And as she yells at me
In her fight,
I realise peace won't be
On this chaotic night.

If I could just get away
From it all.

Author: April Morone (aka 'Annika Doe')
Date: August 24, 2013

 "Try" (revised, again)

I try so hard...
To get over you.
But your image just keeps
Flashing Through,
No matter what I do.

There seems to be no way
To get rid of you
(your image still plays
In my memory
In sexual dreams of you)

And I don’t know why
I can’t get over you.
But, my mind and heart
For some reason
Just refuse to.

Schedules don’t allow
For us to be together.
So, it feels like we’re apart,
Even as you talk to me.
Want us to be forever.

But if this can’t be,
Then I don’t want memories
Nor the dreams
Cus they are just teasers
Of what will not be.

April Morone (aka ‘Annika’ aka ‘Cerywyn’)

Poetic Expressions

The Mysteries of Love ~ By Drake Desire ~

As the night falls
The darkness comes
The bitter coldness creeping in
The light of love holding it back
The feeling of warmth surrounding in
The path is lit for the journey down the long road
The way ahead is uncertain
The love is strong and will grow
They to grow strong with each other
The new day is next filled with mystery and wonder
What will it hold where will it go
No one knows but them as they walk the path of the mysteries of love

"Night" (version 2) Author: April Morone

I'm here in the night.
The darkness, intoxicating.
I stir from the feel of it
And from the feel of
You against me

As you pull me close
And your hands roam over me
In the cool night air,
Which sends waves of electricity
Through me.

I then feel your kiss
And I get closer, and
You take my cue
And disconnect to undress us,
Then lay us down on the cool beach sand

I breathe deep
In a breathe of cool air
And take in all of you
As you lay yourself on me,
All my senses aware

Of you
And of the night.

mabel's 10th birthday shel c.7.26.2013

sadness, for all of
it.
for all of us, each
wedged within
our own
compartments. separate

from one

and other,

together only
in the experience
of our isolation. 

ILLUSION.

we are united
in our practice of
illusion.
bound by love. 
and
dis-ease.
in stead of flow.
live confined?
versus grow...
reality is union
and i will know
TRUTH... one fine day, i will know, I AM

Try By Cerywyn Pagana

I try so hard

To get over you.

But your image just keeps

Flashing Through,

No matter what I do.

There seems to be no way

To get rid of you

(your image still plays

In my memory

In sexual dreams of you)

And I don’t know why

I can’t get over you.

But, my mind and heart

For some reason

Just refuse to.

Schedules don’t allow

For us to still be together.

So, it feels like we’re apart,

Even as you talk to me.

Want this to be forever [of us].

But if this can’t be,

Then I don’t want the memories

And I don’t want the dreams

Cus they are just teasers of

What can’t truly be.