Jay Dee

Jay Dee Aug 2016

GO AWAY

GO AWAY
LIAR OF WORDS
INTRUDER OF MY MIND
TAKER OF MY SOUL
KEEPER OF MY HEART
GO AWAY*

-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016

#Go #Mind #Soul #Keeper #Taker #Liar #Love #Hate

Aug 2016

John Stevens

Momma's Sunshine

Sunshine comes in many forms.
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That which comes up in the morning
and goes down at night.
And little girls who
are Momma's De-light.
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She rises in the morning
sometimes cloudy,
sometimes bright,
but always Momma's De-light.
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Sometimes she rains tears
torrential they may pour
but comforted by the voice
of the One who loves her so.
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Sometimes she shines bright
the warmth of hugs and smiles.
Love overflowing in the heart,
it's all Momma's De-light.
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Love is forever and always
whether its stormy or bright.
Love covers all situations
For all is Momma's De-light.
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Sunshine's  Eyes and Smiles
Light up the world around her.
Creating more smiles in their eyes
when first they did find her
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When Momma's day is gloomy
Sunshine arrives with much to say
with happy stories, hugs and smiles
to brighten up the cloudiest day.
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When Sunshine goes to bed
it usually can be said
Sunshine's eyes cease to gleam
when energy's gone, time to dream.
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Eyes close and all is well
in Sunshine Land I do tell.
Momma's De-light in peaceful sleep
The day is over, it will keep.
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She is after all
Momma's Sunshine.

02-11-15 (c)
John Stevens

Originally written for Grandma
Changed for my daughter
And granddaughter.

Aug 2016

SteffyWeffy

Thank you.

Hey, I thought I would write something for all my followers.
I would like to start off by thanking Word Freak.
Word Freak was my first ever follower, he is the one who told me about this site.
Thank you to cgembry, the first person to like my work.
Thank you, Teresa Alaska the first person to comment on my work.
Thank you, Anna-Maria Rose Newell, you have given me a lot of inspiration.
Thank you, Walter W. H., David Hewitt, and Enslaved King you also have given me inspiration.
Thank you, Joellei for always being here when I need someone to talk to!
Thank you, Flames for a martyr, Toxic moon and Vicki.
Thank you, Woody, Stephen, and Keith Wilson.
Thank you, Bleeding Diamonds you make me smile and laugh.
Thank you, Jennifer DeAngelo for writing a poem about me.
Thank you, Eebi Jonson the first person I collaborated with.
Thank you, Kristy Renae Dalton.
Thank you, John Stevens for raising your two beautiful grandchildren, I can tell they really love you.
Thank you, so much John Stevens for reading my work and giving me endless amounts of support.
Thank you to John Stevens wife also.
Thank you to all my followers each and every one of you are special to me.

Jay Dee Aug 2016

Soul Tribe

I do not post my writings on here for likes. and attention.
Nor is it for shares or follows.
I am not seeking the crowds who applause.
Cheering and ranting for more.
I do it to simply find and intertwine with my soul tribe.

-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016

#SoulTribe #JustAJott #IFoundSomeOfYou
#AreThereMore

Aug 2016

b e mccomb

a message to my eighth-grade self

if you went back in time
and found my eighth grade self

you would find long sleeves
pulled way down her arms
and you might notice
she was hiding something
that she got awfully tired of hiding
and tired of stares when she wasn't

i'll give you a hint
my ninth grade self
had bright red scars
seared into her shoulders

my tenth grade self
was still finding leftover
pink horizon lines from
safety razors on her thighs

my eleventh grade self
found all her skin remarkably
pale but her coping
mechanisms still unhealthy

and my twelfth-grade self
she was the weakest one of all
just had the strongest
jaw to hide behind
and enough self-confidence to
stretch thin across her neuroses

but if you could go back
and find my eighth-grade self

please tell her
something for me
she won't believe it
but i just have to tell her

that in four years she will buy
the most beautiful sleeveless
white dress with navy lace
and she will wear it with
sneakers and bruises on her knees
a smile the overexposed
color of her insecurity

and nobody
will say a
**** thing
about her scars
bleached into
a memory.

Copyright 6/13/16 by B. E. McComb

#cutting #depression #hope #past #selfharm #childhood #youth

Jay Dee Aug 2016

Can't think of a title

Heart racing
Feet pacing
Mind going a mile a minute
Trying to make sense of this thing I feel
Staring at my telephone
Everytime it goes off I want it to be you
So cold and so hot
I love you
Even though you love me not

-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016

#Love #Not #Pain