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Valerie Feb 2014
“The Carousel”
February 7th, 2014.
Valerie Viele

There is never a moment to stop
A real stop
A true stop
A sincere stop
When everything quits, halts, ceases and refrains

No matter where one stands
or what character one sits upon
Even if one is stationary
The carousel still revolves

One can walk this way
One can walk that way
One can lie down
but the carousel still revolves

Can one get off?
Can one get back on?
Can one make the choice?
There is never a moment to stop
and the carousel still revolves

SSK<3
Valerie Feb 2014
"Four - Breaking Even"
February 4th, 2014
Valerie Viele

I am a creation. I am a maiden. I am a creator. I am a crone.
I am dawn. I am noon. I am evening. I am midnight.
I am a girl. I am a temptress. I am a neither. I am a goddess.
I am a daughter. I am a *****. I am a mother. I am a lineage.
I am a sister. I am a best friend. I am a vague acquaintance. I am a messenger.
I am a child. I am a ******. I am a lover. I am a wife.
I am a princess. I am a beauty queen. I am a damsel in distress. I am a warrior.
I am a daisy. I am a snapdragon. I am a rose bud. I am a lilly.
I am a smile. I am a wink. I am a laugh. I am a snort.
I am a frown. I am a cold shoulder. I am a forgiver. I am a resolver.
I am a question. I am a questioner. I am a question mark. I am a answer.
I am a butterfly kiss. I am a bumble bee sting. I am a cicada hiss. I am a caterpillar tickle.
I am a cupcake. I am a box of chocolates. I am a glass of wine. I am a bowl of oatmeal.
I am a doll. I am a model. I am a celebrity. I am a infamous figure.
I am a game master. I am a rule-breaker.  I am a tyrant. I am a player.
I am a brat. I am a train-wreck. I am a witty retort. I am a knowing silence.
I am a ballerina. I am a dancer. I am a performer. I am a choregrapher.
I am a goodie two shoes. I am straight "A." I am a graduate. I am a mentor.
I am a tomboy. I am a mess. I am a fresh-pressed suit. I am a mumu.
I am a sneer. I am a red pair of lips. I am a pout. I am a broad grin.
I am a skinned knee. I am a bruised ego. I am a battered soul. I am a healed heart.
I am a piece of candy.  I am a piece of work. I am a master piece. I am a peace of mind.
I am a bubble gum "POP!" I am a whip-smart "CRACK!" I am a below the belt "BLOW!" I am a humble "WHISTLE!"
I am a kick. I am a slap. I am a hit and run. I am a sly trip.
I am a hug. I am a kiss. I am a ****. I am a cuddle.
I am a favorite. I am a nobody. I am a somebody. I am a everybody.
I am a challenge. I am a one-sided opinion. I am a worthy debate.  I am a open mind.
I am a bicycle. I am a fast car. I am a train. I am a stroll.
I am a pony tail. I am a bleach blonde. I am a practical bob. I am a braid.
I am a bracelet. I am a gold ring. I am a necklace. I am a bead.
I am a broken bone. I am a victim. I am a rescuer. I am a nurse.
I am a singer. I am a song. I am a composer. I am a listener.
I am a leader.  I am a runaway. I am a follower. I am a team.
I am a bubble bath.  I am a long shower. I am a quick rinse. I am a ocean dip.
I am a pond. I am a frozen lake. I am a waterfall. I am a river.
I am a castle. I am a tall tower. I am a skyscraper. I am a bridge.
I am a banshee. I am a blood-curdling scream. I am a yelp. I am a squeak.
I am a pretender. I am a liar. I am a deceiver. I am a revealer.
I am a sob. I am a woe-is-me. I am a wallow. I am a single tear.
I am a why? I am a why not? I am a no. I am a yes.
I am a sleep over. I am a house party. I am a coffee break. I am a tea time.
I am a today. I am a now. I am a tomorrow. I am a yesterday.


SSK<3
This poem can be read traditionally, right to left, top to bottom.
Or you can read it top to bottom, by each column separated by a period.  There are four columns.
Example:  I am a creation. I am dawn. I am a girl.
OR
I am a maiden. I am noon. I am a temptress. I am a *****.

You get it. :)
Valerie Sep 2013
I think I was dreaming
Until I met you
I've been sleeping restlessly
All of this time

When you kissed my lips
I opened my eyes
And saw you in the daylight
That I had never seen before

I knew I was awake now
When you held my hand
Your skin was so warm
Nothing like in my dreams

You led me from fantasy
Straight into reality
Taking me on magnificent adventures
That I never could have imagined

When I saw your boyish grin
And realized I was the cause
I was completely taken aback
My voice strangled in my throat

You take the breath from my lungs
And you paint the smile on my lips
I wear my favorite shade of happy
Tickle me pink, just for you

Nowadays we dream together
But it's nothing like it was
Before you kissed my lips
And I opened my eyes

Our dreams our endless enchantment
Full of wonder and whimsy
We allow our imaginations
To run wild and free

With you and me
Our dreams are boundless
There are no fences to corrall
The mustangs of our Will's

Full speed ahead and *******
Galloping with ferver
Together we ride in open fields
The daylight a fresh perspective

My eyes were opened
Because of you
And I will never let them close
Not now, not again, not ever

The days I spent dreaming
Are a memory far behind
I remember what it was like
But I don't wish to go back

I wish to stay with you
Riding our mustangs
Letting our Will's be the reigns
Our eyes open, in daylight.
I think I like this one... Sometimes, I'm not sure. :)
Valerie Sep 2013
Your cruel crimson lips
Blood dripping from your finger tips
My love a shattered work of art
The result of my broken heart

Splatters of scarlet hope
Mark the sheets where we eloped
My love a discarded virginity
The result of my mistaken affinity

Garnet was the decadent shade
Of the dress that veiled my vestal glade
My love a slippery hemline
The result of my relentless pine

The rusty curls on your head
Delivered me willingly into the bed
My love a handful of tangled hair
The result of my wanton affair

The flowers he sent were red
Reluctantly, I told him you were dead
My love a half-hearted lie
The result of my wandering eye

A ring offered, of ruby and gold
Silver is better, but I was sold
My love a rehearsed song
The result of my doing wrong

A burgundy kiss for a charming knight
A wedding of chastity white
My love a perfected role
The result of my injured soul

An artificial cherry-flavored *******
Sloppy second copulation
My love a feigned first
The result of my unquenched thirst

The sheet is stained with merlot
Out with the trash, then he will never know
My love a memorized line
The result of my spilled debaucherous wine.
I'm still trying to decide if I want the title to just be "Vermillion" or if I want it to be something like "Vermillion Nevermore"... but, that will have to be figured out later.

And, I'm struggling with whether it should be an artificial cherry-flavored *******, sloppy second copulation or ******* and copulation switched to be: an artificial cherry-flavored copulation, sloppy second pentration.  I think I like it how it is, but I will look at it again and probably be able to choose.

I'm also wondering if I can ignore that it is hope--eloped, and not a more fitting rhyme..

Well, I still love it. :)
Valerie Sep 2013
In a world of concrete
and televisions
there is no room
for love and liberty
only hyperspeed delusions

Screens project illusions
colorful and negative
******, ****, war
pure destruction
revolution

Communication boxes
with buttons and blinky lights
musical tones to let you know
that your mother says hello
her voice and face is not enough

Letters are overated
conversations are useless
chivalry is ridiculous
and a smile is anything
but friendly

Neighbors are irritating
too much or too little
of this
that
or the other thing

Knowledge is power
accessible, unclear and confusing
nothing makes any sense
everyone is stupid
but everyone knows everything

Convenience
is inconvenient
never good enough
fast enough
or affordable

There's internet
for computers, tv and cell phones
books in every format
knowledge through every source
but it's all lies, right?

No one knows the truth
no one can believe it
everything is a lie
and everyone is trapped
between televisions and concrete

Nature is forgotten
or locked in fences
near park benches
trimmed and controlled
to particuliarities

Consummables are consumed
without recognition
of the quantity
or lack thereof
until there is nothing left.

Used and abused
people and animals
plants and minerals
oxygen and gas
depleted, destroyed, enslaved

There is no room
for love and liberty
in a world ruled
by delusions
created from concrete and televisions
Valerie Sep 2013
The truth is beyond the horizon
it lies asleep
in the deep sea

The truth is sought after
to no avail

It will only wake and rise
when
the time
is right

The clock of eternity ticks
But no one knows the time
Every second counts
Adding up towards the end

The truth that is sought
will awaken

and bring
the end
of time

And all that has been waited for
Will commence in just one second

And in that one second
The truth will unfold
to reveal:
the end
and the beginning
of time.
Valerie Jul 2011
I'm hanging by a thread
At least I feel that way sometimes
A noose around my neck
Though I'd make some pretty wind chimes.

I'm not going to let go
And let myself fall down
Luckily I have my many stars
That guide me through this desolate town.

I wander around lost
In the burning sun
But when the night comes
I can begin to have fun.

My many stars come out to shine
Showing me the way
And though I'll have a sleepless night
I'll be ready for the day.

Maybe you can guess
Who or what the stars are
But all that matters is their brilliance
To show me how to travel far.

Though nothing glows brighter
Then the moon in the sky
I may have my many stars
And that is not a lie.

But this big bright globe
Is more than just a friend
He keeps my heart up there
I know it's more than just pretend..

And more than just a fairy tale
Of a maiden and the moon
One day it will be forever after
Though maybe not so soon.

I wish upon a star tonight
Though the man in the moon is listening
I say: "I wish I can keep him for all time!"
And I swear, after, I saw him glistening...
SSK<3  AKA: Valerie Garcia
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