Ma Cherie

Ma Cherie Feb 2017

Darkness can fall upon us,
anxiety a planted seed,
we need to find the root of it,
and remove it like a ****,

Depression is a way to cope,
when a mind is had too much,
when you feel alone too long,
and yearn for human touch,

Addiction is a State of Mind,
don't believe that you just need it,
tell yourself that you're okay,
"I know that I can beat it,
take away the hurt and pain
pull it out and **** it,

Plant some new life in there,
and gently go and seed it,
add a lot of love on top,
so carefully to feed it,

A new and peaceful place,
your mind at ease at last
to find a thing called grace,
to forgive yourself the past,

Now go,
plant some beautiful
strong,
and wild flowers..
in there instead,

Ma Cherie © 2017

For a friend, Brittney...just thoughts to try and help others, I've seen people do this,
always hope!
I've been away I'll try to get here soon
Thanks poets ❤ I hadta fix it - sorry poets

#friends #poetry #depression #anxiety #hope #ucandoit

Ma Cherie Feb 2017

If You Leave A Flower

If you leave a flower,
in the desert,
she will thirst,
and climb to any water,
because living is first,

Incinerating everything,
and blistering HOT,
an unquenchable fire,
dying and fraught,
uncontrollable desire,
rages in skin,
frantic for touch,
it cannot be a sin,
this fiery demand,
a need to drink in,

Essential for life,
and more than a want,
left here alone,
you sadly still taunt,

Me from far away,
it burns me the hottest,
in a crazy high lust,
a passion ignited,
it's this or it's bust,

A willing sacrifice,
is something I ought,
it turns me to glass,
a fire that burns this hot.

Cherie Nolan © 2017

Just sayin..I've added a bit because I felt the first didn't sound right! Any thoughts? Thanks poets ❤❤❤

#love #poetry #passion #desert #burning #hot

Ma Cherie Jan 2017

Goodbye Time Bandit

I have grown impatient,
with being alone,
I'm in the same place,
a mindless drone,
day after day,
as I watch for the phone,
writing treadmill diaries,
spilling poetry,
night after endless night,
absent of touch,
and life giving light,

I'll die without,
sustenance,
or at least die quicker,
like a witch at her wheel,
I finally snicker,
so sleep and light deprived-

You say you need - results?
well here's something you can feel,
I hate to be the one,
but this is as real as real,

I am ready to date someone new,
not a wanton bandit who's like you,
stealing my minutes and thunder,
so you're not stealing any more time,
or pulling me back under,
your shaded curtain of lies,
if I come back,

It will suffocate me to death.

Ma Cherie © 2017

About staying strong and writing out frustration ; ) I can't stand shaded truth..

#love #poetry #lies #over #endings #start #suffocate

Ma Cherie Jan 2017

lovely is this her earthrise

clouds of linen stretch her skies,
changing depths of blue,
lovely is this -
her Earthrise,
she's something,
from my view,

I look at her
my lovely Earth,
and I,
her soulmate - Moon,
if she shall perish,
so will I,
I hope tho not too soon,

I wonder what inhabits her,
of what's alive out there,
I wonder what she thinks of them,
or if no time to care,

she was designed just perfectly,
a gift in her to give,
sadly took for granted she,
in ignorance can't live,

I wonder if her people know,
the sacred of her planet,
or if destruction comes in flames,
to fight it or to fan it,

they must know
somewhere within,
she's beautiful but dying,
I hope this not the last Earthrise
I hear her gently sighing,
then a thunder roars within,
on knees -
alone,
she's crying,

Hear my voice my sacred people
I'm wounded, I cannot fight
will you hear my final call
before the last goodnight ?

Ma Cherie © 2017

Started writing this about the Earthrise photo and then just became that vantage point. It made me cry ;/ love you guys ❤

#poetry #dying #help #earth #rise #planet #sacred

Ma Cherie Jan 2017

Shadows Dance Through Mystic Memories

Shadows dance through mystic memories,
days gone by in yesterday,
I close my ears to see your face love,
as not to hear sad music play,

Every note a flashed reminder,
of nights I am,
without your kiss,
a melody in melancholy,
of nights we spent in purest bliss,

If only I could see you once more,
and run my fingers,
down your shape,
if only angels could love a human,
I know you'd come help me escape,

Your sweet shadow is so elusive,
I chase it round a foolish girl,
round and round in total darkness,
I think okay another whirl,

No more tears to bait the levee,
I'm holding back a deadly flood,
I punctuate another moment,
dipping in to sacred blood,

I ask above and still no answers,
for when I might just touch your soul,
I only wish I was an angel,
you see my beauty,
is my goal,

You showed me love,
but I can't touch you
cause angels they,
are so much more,
you found a body to inhabit,
and showed me love like none before,

My veins are crying with you gone love,
as it seeps onto a page,
when I look so uninspired,
I crumple up in endless rage,

No one can love,
as I can love you,
I can only crave,
to see your face,
though I can't stand this way I feel love,

my wallowing is such disgrace.

Ma Cherie © 2017

In a period of intense creativity, I think? Anyway this is not about actual death - more about an untouchable person I love - yes he loves me, teaches me, tho were apart now - complicated is what this poem reflects? We still talk, often and visit sometimes,strictly platonic as not to confuse me more? Maybe just a bad idea altogether but I feel this is our path to follow, any sound advice might help but this is one relationship that has a mind of its own!- confused about reality...love me hate me, keep me forever or PLEASE let me go....ugh...lots of metaphors
His love is apparently my drug ;/
I think he is my muse...I'm certain of it...
the reason I continue to write, i am grateful for that - and do much more. I know muse is supposed to be female but someone who has such a beautiful mind as his understand and embodies the feminine I think? Lol idk what I'm talkin bout!
I'm trying to write out my confused mind. Love you poets ❤❤❤ been catching up!
I'll keep trying.... ; ) Endings are always full of intense, questions, memories, feelings so watch out poets LOL have a beautiful day! Please comment if you can,
my "unique voice" as he called it, idk if it sounds good?
It feels good tho! X's & O's - Ma Cherie

#love #poetry #muse #flood #introspect #creativeperiod #uniquevoice

Jan 2017

Ace Sargent

-Bonfires-

Fire blazed on from beneath the skin;
An ***** laced with flame and heat.
Burning my flesh from inside out,
Just to grow once more and repeat.

It wasn’t a problem in the start.
Just warmth inside my being.
But it soon blistered, burbled, and blubbed,
As my troubled heart melted.

It dripped its oozing mess in cracks,
And coated my broken bars.
Slipping across bones and tendons;
Traveling down my arms.

I didn’t want to complain,
as it seared my skin away.
I had no heart to simply cross;
Had no way to demonstrate.

So I collected all the gooey stuff;
Shoving its sticky self in a jar.
Wrapping it tightly with ribboned strings;
I named it simply, “heart”.

Talking of this roaring lion,
as it ruled my land of pride,
Would have no use to explain its flames.
Its high flying, licking tides.

So as I curled into my puddle of flames,
And my blistering body sank through floors.
People smiled as I talked on and on
About my favorite thing, bonfires.