I want to write a poem now
but really I'm too busy
I've got to get some gardening done and it's got me in a tizzy

chores and chores I hafta do
dishes, cooking cleaning
I need to focus focus
an somehow keep the meaning

keep the meaning of life in mind
trust in something better
maybe take a break to write
a long an poignant letter

but for now that dirt is callin,
a place to pull some ****,
***** knees and ***** hands
are really all I ever need

I will write again of worms an robins
an a glorious Vermont June
the month my sweet birthday comes
with my crescent waxing moon

another year just passes by
full of pain and full of bliss
I just raise a hand an I sigh,
cuz there's nothing
I would wanna miss

I just try to be ever grateful
for each day is a chance
to do it better
than I did the day before.

Ma Cherie ©2017

up in the mountains
in a place called Lincoln
15 degrees cooler where I sit

where sweet raindrops fall
an cascade on the leaves here
an monarch butterflies flit

this is a place
that is so otherworldly
everywhere something for me
when lo and behold
above on a lantern
what do you think that I see?

my loveliest Luna
the moth of my moon
sent to me,
this I am sure

my beautiful Luna
feminine lady
I am astounded at her

if you don't know her
you really should
she only lives here to love

Luna my Luna
thank you grandmother
sent to me from up above,

she is a totem of time from before
sacred of sacred is she
Luna my Luna thank you for coming
thank you for rescuing me,

I will remember your sacrifices
given unselfish for free
I will be looking for all other signs too
I will be looking to see

exactly how beautiful
this great big experience is here,
so that I can retell it
in all its true
glory an splendor
undebted to the past
to you again one day.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I am but a poet
it is sad
but it is true
an my story
is older than time,

back before the age
of everything known
I was already taught
in the rhyme

I must have been born again
and again returned I am
to this thing
I am but a poet true
who's song
is what I must sing

I mean it's not as if it's a choice.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Days go by fassST
nights go by even-
fasssSTer
sometimes in pure and high delight
other times in a shear
an quite perfect natural disaster,

I might be addicted to your arms
an disabled by those hidden charms
I can't hear no longer tbe warning alarms,

as long as I am beside you love
I know I can face tomorrow brave again

Ma Cherie © 2017

gently breezing
by my face
you dance upon
the morning sky,

intricately,
patterned lace,
I watch
as it just passes by,

but he is just
so beautiful,
he entrances
every eye,

a lovely little
floating wisp
in the form
of butterfly,

on the air
so clean an crisp,
I wave a hand
but no goodbye

an not a single grieving tear
not a tear for me to cry,

as I know
I will definitely
see you again
one day.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I struggle with myself,
I struggle with my brain
it ain't that I'm a crazy
it ain't I'm gone insane

trauma changes people
deep within the mind
all that I am asking
is you be the loving kind,

I gotta thinkin problem
some things invade my thought,
I don't know when it happened
or if it was something I was taught,

so tell me I'm annoying
but don't say that I'm bad
tell me I am wonderful
in loving me your glad,

I will love you truly love
cuz I am true of heart
but maybe we are doomed you know
doomed we were the start,

but still,
too not seek the beauty in the experience,
seems to me a waste of both our precious precious time
when loving could be so amazing
exciting an sublime

I only ask you try
be present be with me
open up your mind and heart
only then we will see
if to love so unencumbered
will set our love so free,

only then we will know-

if you an I
were ever -
REALLY
meant to be.

Ma Cherie © 2017

How do I know
you are being dishonest?

well you ask if I'm upset
I say no no.

however that's not true-
exactly,
I am upset
but also extremely confused.

I see you see the truth by asking if I am upset

An guess what?
I see very clearly
when you are lying too.

Ma Cherie © 2017

oh how I still miss you
I hope you hear me now
I know that you are with me
I know in this somehow,

I am seeking answers
my life is so confusing,
I just hope to win this time
instead of always losing,

love is so elusive
it slips right past my hand,
just like all the pieces,
in the hour glass of sand,

though time may not-
be quite my friend
I'm older now it's true
though I'm still right here
wishing-
star,
that you will send a clue

in a message -
on a winged one,
on butterfly an bird
I am listening as you said,
I should,
I'm listening -
each word,

to every person place an thing
connected we-
a dot,
remembering the lessons rare
in all I've ever taught,

love is not to say I'm wrong
it's not something that is bought,

love it might be so elusive
it's still the thing I've sought,
even when I should have run,
in love I wasn't-
naught,

I still live to touch it once
without me getting burned
unfortunately it seems to me
it still I have not earned
or maybe I don't know true love,
perhaps I haven't learned,

an all I have is your star.
a shiny silver bit of hope.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I want to write some poetry
or type some text to you
but my brain is on some overload,
an I think it's turning blue

an not my shade of indigo,
as that's my favorite hue,

but more like blue of sadness deep
in an oceanic wave,

I hope it's not tsunami like
an if-
I pray to save,

The memories of you an I
the ones I've colored red,
as beautiful those memories are
to treasure when I'm dead,
but for now-
I'll just go back to sleep
an rest my weary head,

an hope to see some beautiful
an different colors,
again come the sun.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I want to know it
the thing -
that I know as true love,
the way I feel
the way I give,
how I put you always -
way above,
to share my heart
in every day that we will live,
breathing gently,
sensitive an sensual pleasures,
always ready with any measures,
oh send me mr. right
from my heaven up above
send me a true one
upon the wing of sacred dove,
an honest heart aligned with mine
most heavenly as we entwine,

I wish I may
I wish I might
I pray my love will come tonight..

Upon the ground
I saw a lovely moth
who's wings were badly tattered,

And many people strolled on by
as if it hadn't mattered,

As he lay so lifeless there,
abused an dearly battered,

I crouched on down to say hello,
an to also say goodbye,

tho not to cry a single tear
not one inside my eye,

do you wonder why at all?
well do you wonder why?

well all I have to do right now,
is look up to the sky,

this here is a messenger,
my grandmother said to me,

a sign of transformation,
an healing you will see,

allow for the quiet child,
let it be- just be,

so I get down to pick him up
crouched upon my knee-

I see lovely little moth
be meek an have humility,

I move him onto the grassy place,
I say a thanks again,

thank you for the visit now
my sacred little friend

And I shall never forget you either.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Storms of grey
a hurricane in those piercing eyes,
when your crows feet look bad,
instead of ****,
you keep saying the same
I keep changing,
like the tide.

You are standing STILL on the beach.

An if change is the ONLY constant,
I am afraid I will cease to exist
like you- if I stay.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Poetry comes an poetry goes
haiku sonnet epic ink
in any style even prose
sometimes I can't even think,.
other times the well is dry,
maybe I just need a drink,

A little drink a little smoke,
loosen up it's summertime
maybe take another ****,
come up with another rhyme,
yes cmon it ain't a joke,
cmon you know I'm feelin' fine,

Under the sun of June again,
holding onto hope,
cmon now an be my friend,
grab on to this piece of rope,
in its strength you can depend,
when it seems you cannot cope,

just look to my lovely sun
for inspiration,
it is certain to deliver.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I cannot see to write my ink
it disappears from view,
so I can't write my poetry,
an share my words with you,
This ***** ;/

lovely lil song bird,
singing me asleep,
so early in the morn still,
an tho it not too deep,

I drift away so sweetly
dawn dripping through the sky,
I ask again for sweet rest
to rest my weary eye,

unburden me with slumber,
at least I shall not think,
while closing lids of tired,
I wait again to blink,

until I reach my dream state,
where often  dreams are good,
an I would gladly come back,
as often as I could,

I enter through a doorway,
a skylit hole for key,
the brightest blue of yonder
is beckoning to me,

I reach inside my pocket,
pull out the key I found,
but sadly in a second,
I hear it hit the ground,

I sigh with deepest sadness,
a devastating sound,
unfortunately I can't find it,
on here this type of ground,

biblical stacks of my hopes,
in virtually a sea
covering the Earth there,
eye-dentical the keys,

awakening
my mind,
to the infinite possibilities
we are offered daily,
so I pick one-

an I wake up.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Why do you feel the need
to confuse me yet again
you say you want nothing
you wanna be just my friend,

But I see that's a lie
that's so confusing,
I have to look with eye,
or I will be the one losing,

Trapped in your unreality again.

Ma Cherie © 2017

There is a curious
   certain look
      a squint
        that eye
         storm
         you give
         nightly
        to me
    a signal,
wrinkling
part of face
time, an so
beautifully
   changing
     your look,
    stopping
  my heart,
an my feet
in their
inevitable
tracks,
derailing
thoughts,
from forgone
conclusions,
destination LoOSsT
in synchronized reverie,
some diamond ring
shiny
luster,
halo your head,
angelic attributes
ghostly apparitions,
rarified lit moments,
emotionally elevated,
veiling the truth,

I only see you-
you only see me,

we kiss -
becoming one again
until the moment
is realized
stolen,

Not allowed,
no, no,
happiness an bliss
are overrated,
must be,
or-

Why,
do these cursed,
EVIL,
time bandits
always return?

Ma Cherie © 2017

finally
    a moment
  comes
delicately
to sit
  relaxed
  in quiet
   peace.

I close my eyes
to hear
what is in the silence.

beautiful summer rain
soaking
the trees
an the old metal roof
sings along
with unusual songbirds
this year
creaky aluminum
bends in temperature changes
a door sways
back an forth
gentle rhythms
all together
a benevolent band
wet parachuting droplets
bursting on impact,
a soft howling wind
accompanying
their tune.

my ears hummmm..

with vibrations,

apparently
I only hear
when I listen
so intently to life.

which is something
I need to do more often
to be honest
amongst the utter
chaos an confusion
I am currently in.

contentedness for me
is a destination I seek.

it is then-
it is then when I find my ZEN,
where I can honestly be
I honestly am
appreciative
for even
the pain
that I have felt.

that I've endured.

that I have persevered over.

why?
you might wonder?

I think it is simple-
cumulus clouds provide rain,
rain provides water,
water is life.

I am water,
an therefore
I wish to be.

nights curtain finally falls,
dayZzzzzzzz...z
... are endless right now,
thankfully yeah,
so near to my sweet solstice,
my Cancer moon
FULL approaching,
now beckoning thought,
to a Gypsy summer,
Grandmother too,
as I gaze upward,
at spectacular urgings of dreams,
in light form,
an ancient an curs-ED reminders
that shine a path,

hope in refractions of tomorrow,
combined with my melancholy yesterday


beautifully written sky poetry,
Grandmother said,

"Those are luminescent possibilities angel,
called stars-
so when I die -look there."

Seems I've kissed a million frogs
I guess it's part of the "plan",
I hope you are my prince tho
an not an ordinary man,

The one who came for me-
star seed sent adrift,
plant me with a kiss,
my heart you'll give a lift,

As I see some fairy tales can come true.

"If you are pushy rude or crass,
I have not a minute to spare"

I have been in many churches
an prayed at many altars,
I have studied the Gods of our World.

But I have never-
felt so redeemed,
as I did-
lying sweetly,
in your safe, warm embrace.

You are my savior,
.....you .. are ..
my religion.


Ma Cherie © 2017

Come an read my verdant mountains
the place Champlain
he named Verd Mont
where eons an eons
of ancestors,
beautifully now
how they still haunt,

Where the ever-greens
that stretch so tall
now blend in with the maple
where come here in the springtime flow the gold it is a staple,

My feet have roamed this earth so long
I know it in my heart
every road I travel down
I know from where I start,

My roots run deep here in these hills,
deeper than those trees can reach,
an deeper than their roots can go,
an I have much I've yet to teach,

About a life of perseverance
holding strong -to make your way,
you can do most anything,
just hear the words I always say,

We are stronger than we think,
we are a deep and endless well,
some where to find
to draw that strength,
to break the ugly haunting spell,
to find the bootstraps
hey i say now don't you dwell,

an I have many roads to go
and stories yet I know to tell,

Come in words -
to Vermont too,
to know this peace I know,
where mountains flow with aquifer,
as crystal waters ever flow,

Find a place where deer can run
and your heart can run there too,
where the sun so brightly shines,
and the skies are
always lovely ever- blue

Put your feet down somewhere nice
in mossy place or earthly loam
take a rest from where you walk,
in waters running,
mountain foam,

Wash your soul an spirit clean,
allow the sky above to share,
an listen to the fragrant breeze,
to how much so-
the leaves they care,

We are one as people here,
all things we are the snowflake- same,
appreciate the rare an "weird"
to not is such an awful shame,

Worn-out dogmas
an inconvenient truths,
to leave behind those old illusions

Learn to embrace your life again,
because without some wrong delusions,

We would never see as we do now-
as all good bad an indifferent things
serve a purpose -
go see
go an be.

Ma Cherie © 2017

It seems I'm in a predicament
between the there and now
I don't know how I'll get through it
but I think I will somehow,

Got to keep my head down
and focus -
keep my eyes on the beautiful prize
because if I don't I'll see my dreams
go away before we could realize,

That we were meant to be together,
that this is our time
an our place,
I love the way you look
an it ain't just about your face,

I got lots of work to do
an so do you
it doesn't mean
it's a bad thing baby,
just hold me- love me,
an stop saying maybe,

Because you know you're a crazy
An me-
I'm out of my mind,
But I'm the star orbiting your Galaxy
and that is rare to find.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Sometimes life is full of pain
with confusion at every turn,

Sometimes all just seems in vain,
an that I'll never ever learn,

All I can do is wake up tomorrow
and hope for a smile to come,
an I won't be overwhelmed by life,
or feel like I am dumb,

Because I don't fit in this world
I am a special soul,
I seem to find the leeches though,
my demise
it seems their goal,

I don't know how much time I have
none of us ever do
I only wish I wake one morn
to feel as if I'm new,

I pray you'll hold me
even -
once more.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Light is gently fading,
as day is turning over
the reins to the sky
spirits now shining,
a golden amber glow,
so I let out a sigh,

my eyes squint
in thanks,
reminding me -
ever
so beautifully,
that you are not here,
but I still say-
hey
you never-
know,
an I go on
without any fear.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I'm away for awhile
I can't find inspiration,
an so-
I wait.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I look to the sky,
to an endless an
seamless
ceiling of cumulus clouds
for a break
in their unity,
I find me
a window,
colored in sharp cerulean blue,
an I see some pieces of hope,
in beautiful refractions of
life giving light,
in that glorious clear that beckons me so

Ma Cherie © 2017

I get by with a little help from my friends,
It's a song but it's also the truth
from 1 to 99 years old
from the aged to the tiny youth,

We need one another
that's the way this world works
that's how we pick ourselves up
share with a friend you know today
to drink from a loving cup,

full of amazing memories!!!

❤❤❤

Life, love an cooking
are the same-
all of these,
require,
the proper ingredients,
to create a balanced
and perfectly wonderful
life changing recipe.

Time changes everything
from catastrophe to bliss,
all within the sweet hours of a day.

In a second-
all is just...
g..o..n..e
you're with her now-
an why?
but I have not a tear to spare
for you
not one inside my eye,
it's true, no lie,
I just know you get what you give
in life,
so no reason I can  find left to cry,
an we both know,
we do,
I will see you again my friend,
as this could
never
be
our
goodbye.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Every day is a gift,
an this world is but a dream,
just like a perfect coffee,
with swirls of Vermont cream!

You are everything to me-
right now,
don't you know?

Because you are -
my poetry.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I love you with my heart
because I see you with my soul
to love you my best friend
my only single goal,

I love your soulful eyes,
they touch me deep within,
you love me as I'm perfect,
an erase the scars from skin,

I have never been touched the way
that you have touched me love,
I feel that if there is a God
he sent you from above,

Everything you say,
just draws me in some more,
I want you every minute,
an it never seems a bore,
you know that I will love you well
an it would never seem a chore,

You understand my mind
we are so much like the same,
I know that you have worries,
yes I know it's not a game,
but to miss two stars align,
it would really be a shame,

Please down the road we go,
until we're back again,
I do hope you will say,
I'll be more than just a friend,

Because the benefits and possibilities
are infinitely beautiful and endless..

Ma Cherie © 2017

Your love is like,
beautiful bands
of moving light,
undulating emotions,
through your big beating heart,
forcing chaotic
an intriguing energy,
outward to the skin,
pulsing through your fingertips,
emanating from your spirit,
piercing me those eyes,
connecting deeper
than I have ever known,
my soul to soul connection,
one deep look-
so hauntingly familiar
our eyes meet,
an we tie the moment,
creating the most exotic
and wonderful,
parallel universe of our own,
right in each others arms.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Share in what you have
right now,
an give what you can give
share a meal today -
with love
and help another
live,

Life is full of bounty,
seek for all to taste -
of deep seeded -
inner worth,
take another's hand now,
on our lovely journey
of the timeless
an ever- changing mystic Earth.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Life is but a puzzle
an it doesn't always fit,
sometimes you will fly
or flutter off an flit,
or sink down really low,
In a godforsaken pit

Scars conveyed on thin skin,
from cuts made down soooo deep,
an memories will change us, true,
if we let them flow an seep,

Don't hide out alone with pain,
or let it come around an creep,
things will be different,
a promise I can keep,

So stay positive.

Ma Cherie © 2017

I work from dawn to dark,
I'm up to crack the eggs,
I cook until its late,
on weary aching legs,

I should just sit - relax,
but it seems-
I don't know how,
I just keep on going,
until my feet are saying owwww!

Ma Cherie © 2017

Love me like a snowflake,
unique an always rare,
touch my skin and need me,
an show me how you care,

Pull my chest into you,
say you want me near,
tell me that you love me,
so sweetly in my ear,

Run your hands down my back,
caressing ancient yin,
you are my sweet young yang,
it cannot be a sin,

You touch me with your hands,
but deeper with your soul,
your young an **** spirit,
ignite a burning coal,

I feel you every moment,
always awaiting your arrival,
please come back here to love me,
I need you for survival.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Burning bodies,
sweat
an heated up-
loving nights,
I think of you an I ache,
to take me to the highest heights,

I want you more each time
you brush
your hand -
sweetly past my waist,
it isn't nearly enough though
I really really want to taste,

Another moment like the ones
we've had,
the craving for you-
I can't take,
I wish to love you now,
an again in the morning
when we will wake,

Nice *** an that's for sure,
but also love is what I hope we make.

Close your eyes to see my face,
an touch my skin in hot embrace,
reaching out to touch my lips,
you touch me deep,
an move my hips
please run your hands,
back through my hair,
let's do some things
I'd never dare,
make me want you -
that's so nice,
but ask me baby
an don't think twice.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Your eyes look like risk,
but still- to have a look,
I'd give almost anything,
to read a chapter of that book,

A **** secret walking
engulfed mystery,
I hear your story talking,
an in your history,

I know that I should know you
I don't know if I should love,
I feel you are a gift though,
an sent from up above,

I want to kiss an touch you
deeper than the night,
come to me and take me,
I won't put up a fight,

I know you too-
you want me,
I feel it as you brush,
I wish to kiss an love you,
your lips are oh so lush,

Please my teasing boy,
tell me what you want,
because when you're not here now,
my skin is what you haunt


Ma Cherie© 2017

Five people,
all unrelated
having dinner,
together
under one-
roof,
so "comfortable"
they say,
just like a family feels.

Ma Cherie

As I'm looking at this new format,
in my utter bewilderment,
I think it must be a bad joke
I mean who really designed
this thing or is it completely broke?

Did you not stop to consult
any people who might be
using it -
like laypersons
( ehem... poets )
for example?

Myself the ex-tech analyst
I would have gladly helped,
as this is exactly what I tried
to prevent at my old job.

Anyway I am not sure
I'm going to be writing on this site
any longer
-unless they do something
about this harrible harrible format!!
and yeah I know I sound like Trump
but it just doesn't work correctly
with my computer
and I also lost a lot of poetry becuz of it.

What is going on? I can't seem to write poems or read anybody's comments and I absolutely hate this new format and I hate to use the word hate! I lost a whole lot of poems that were open tabs. ; /

Double knee Carhartt pants
in rusty brown,
a cotton cornflower blue
long sleeve
shirt.

Stains from cooking about my tummy,
cuffs of my pants I'm soaked in mud n dirt.

Everyone already had some wine
an they are feelin' fine,
but I'm not in the mood to flirt.

My hair up in a messy bun,
a colorful scarf around my neck,
you say I still glow
I'm looking sweet,
I throw up my arms
an I say what the heck?

I look like crap I'm smelly too,
this ***** vest? I love it true,

Your cheeks are cherry red
your eyes they sparkle too,

You say- it's just what makes you -
you,
an you are so very BEAUTIFUL tonight.

Ma Cherie © 2017

He loves her in the morning,
an he loves her in the night
when she is far away from him,
or very near in sight,
her eyes are his eyes too you know,
he sees her -
his delight,

He loves the shape of her body,
her **** curves
and how she move,
as she dances around
the living room,
an as she gets into the groove,
he hopes maybe later
her clothes he will remove,

He loves her sense of humor,
that smile -so beguiling,
she is so unique an rare to him,
in jeans an T -
so stylin,

He doesn't mind a scar or two,
she's a lady-who is tuff,
she is a little rugged- true,
not often into fluff,
she's not one so concerned with few,
too many material things an stuff,

Everyday with her,
a blessing-
yes, this is what he said,
he loves her every bit of her,
until he goes to bed,
and then he remembers quick,
an suddenly the dread,

Knowing that the morn' will come
as her gypsy feet may roam,
an so he turns- to plead of her,
please make my heart your home,
never should you wander far,
or ever be alone,

plant a stake an take a chance,
deep in ****** loam,

I love you so- do you not know?

Only love that's wonderful,
how you feel I mean,
but I could not know of this,
you kept me in between,

I only wished to love you,
and for you to love me back,
and accept the problems "we" have,
not see some things that I lack,