essence

Can't get you off my mind Believe me I tried since the last time You are engrained in my memory Etched in my heart I keep a piece of you with me In a place where secrets lie Slowly I inhale and exhale bits of you Your loving warm embrace constant on my mind Seducing my senses Driving me wild Leaving me sated yet wanting more

Feeling

Walking talking thinking Feelings Working playing Feelings Never ending Consuming Can't sleep can't eat Feelings Feelings of Depression hurt shame Up in the middle of the night Feelings Longing for more receiving less Feelings Being yourself without apology Loving who you see Feelings Unapologetic Take me or leave me Loving this Feelings

For you

One day I won't miss your kisses and being with you will Be a memory The time I've yearned for you And only your touch will be a memory posted up on a wall Not in my heart On my mind In my soul You I will bury in the recesses of my heart And forget your smile Your embrace When that day comes I will know that being with you Enjoying time with you was not in vain But today isn't that day and my heart still silently aches for you. Its as if I lost you yesterday and my days have been incomplete. You make me smile and show That shy girl inside that she is a strong woman I bet you don't even know the impact That you held on me But I guess that's why you were able to say goodbye Knowing you for a moment allowing you in I regret not Because I cherish the experiences The loving warm embrace that you always gave me. I wish you a lifetime of happiness Even now as my heart weeps.

vessels

Vessels The woman before you a broken vessel seeking repair I bow I break my life is crystal clear Looking for the remedy I search galore Search for beauty and peace restored Angst arises like the steam from the ground What happened to this queen Where is her crown? Wrapped up in worry Clothed in concern Never to utter those simple words I am beautiful this is me What you see before you Is truly me I am strong I am wise Look me always in the eyes Eyes that have strength Tell tales of past hurt shame and regret Windows to the soul of a woman scorned Take a look again and you will see Your mother aunt sister niece grandmother all the women in your life wrapped up in me.

Mom's Kitchen

She could not tell you now what she was thinking
As she sat in her mothers kitchen
Stirring a pot
She was still young then
wearing her favorite white dress, lace trimmed
Wanted to cook just like mom
She stood then on tip toes inspecting hot contents
She would stir
The kitchen the same now as it was when she was a little girl
Painted a fresh coat of white with flower curtains hanging
Over the sink, the ones her daddy hated so much
She is reminded of good times when she would sit
On her daddy's lap or sip cocoa with mom
At that very table, the one in the corner of the room
That was her time to vent, to cry as she often did
Tears that would burn straight through to her soul
Her mother would listen intently as she would prepare the next meal
with such a calmness in her voice for her beloved daughter
On long days like this when feelings of inadequacy would flood back
Years now lost, she would turn to her dear mother who would ease her fears
Only if someone would have told that little girl in the white dress
To be as free as long as she could
But all of this is lost
Because I cannot tell you now what she was thinking.

The Fantastic Feast

They thought i couldn't do it.
But,
the trap was set
SNAP
I had him
Fluttering his wings screaming BEEP-BEEP
I had finally caught him
He is roasting now
Smell it
BBQ sauce
Just the way I like to eat my road kill
It all happened one day when me Wile E. Coyote
Was once again duped by "dinner"
So instead of chasing it like I usually would set my trap
and went about my business.
No more BEEP-BEEP
No more me being victim of disaster.
Lip cocked back showing razor sharp teeth,
Not me anymore!
By the way he tastes great.

Who needs a car

Yesterday my car died on me, and the dog ate my homework.

Well I don't have a dog and ,y car really didn't die it just wouldn't start.

But my computer did crash and my scan disk went blank.

My car coughed and gagged and wouldn't turn over if it were pushed.

I banged in the steering wheel as I cried out "I hate this car".

I could smell the gas fumes and my eyes began to tear

My eyes could hear what my ears refused to see

Even Edgar Jones in New Haven knew that car wasn't going to start.

To make my day even better I missed the bus

My peeps from next door hooked me up with a ride

The warm day of agony

Came in like a dream and left the same

Well it would be a while before Jen Jen would drive her car again

A week later would be the first time the car would be driven

Mi Vida Loca

The air around it would sing a new tune and the car

would hum along with it,

This being the cars,

to walk alongside the clouds like a bird

leaving me to hear the motion

of my car dieing on me yesterday.