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Ma Cherie Sep 2017
dancing orbs upon the water
glistening in late summer sun
such beautiful but sad reminders
that now it's not the time for fun
as summer birds now bid farewell too
an days of long are nearly done

sigh
I look above to ancient skyways
to a gathering of fall and fate
coming quick in eerie dark blue
wishing cold had come in late
heavy rains have kept it wet here
oh crying green in heavy weight,

sing mystic breezes
call Natosi
ancient healing- God of sun
"everything is coming to you
yes you are a chosen one-
your heart of gold was given rarely
from thread of gold
that heart was spun"

thanks so much dear Apistotoke
an grandmother
my mother fate
thank you for the strongest heartbeat
fast like deer - I know not hate
one day to see you once in real form
behind the lovely heaven's gate

I fold my hands in ancient patience
for I know now
that I must wait

loving and enjoying
my life to the fullest
degree until I do
until my last an dying breath
has happened
until my soul must bid its sweet adieu
because everything in death is
then reborn again anew

an this I know
within that big beating heart
you say is made
of threaded gold.

Ma Cherie ©2017
For my ...idk dead ones miss them  ;/ love you all ❤ like I love the fall x-Ma
639 · Oct 2016
"My Muse"
Ma Cherie Oct 2016
Time keeps on ticking
regardless of cost
taking all with it
seems all is  lost

Written down words
bleeding through pages
gentle reminders
from imparting sages

Keep at the task
let the ink flow
stop keeping track
let everything go

Sighting a muse
is easy to do
just look inside
you'll find her
... in you.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Ugh.
Writing block, and stress / confusion.
Ma Cherie Jan 2017
I don't think you can stop me,
but I'd like to see you give a try,
before I'm done my baby,
you'll be the one to kneel down and cry,
I'll be the one who's walking away,
& you'll be the one who's left with goodbye.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Not just about relationships but other struggles we fight. ❤ you all. I'm OK still writing . This is just reflecting not so recent but still.... there. Thank you so much
635 · Jun 2016
"Dig A Deep Hole"
Ma Cherie Jun 2016
Dig a deep hole
                   bury me
                         shallow grave
                             I will not die
                             my soul
                           not a slave
                       little tree
                    grows
                mighty
             and brave
           roots barely cover
         with earth and with snow
          torrential flood rains
            an cold winds that blow
                as Little tree pains that
                         her roots they still grow
                            unending rootstocks
                           take ahold of our root
                      grow firmest oak trees
                   out beyond stars
               out past the seas
          down we be sleeping
               veins they be seeping
                   joy we be reaping
               our secrets lay keeping
             a love ever deepening
           a dowsed
              river vein
                 my roots not be waned
                  I bend
              stretch my limbs out,
              
            twisting and turning
               wood not for burning
                     far as earth goes
                       roots wrap around
                           all that is found
                        Dig a deep hole
                  back to the sky
                out to the sea
                    tears death does cry
                           dig a deep hole
                              cannot bury me
                        infinite stars
                past galaxies
           protect you from wind
             my trunk will not break
                   shelter
                     cover from sun
                    roads that we take
                 Dig a deep hole
              as far as above
            lay me inside
     find eternal love.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
I had a dream that this had to be fixed I fell asleep and woke up fixed it fell asleep woke up and fixed some more... I don't know if it's better I guess it was just necessary? Thank you everyone for appreciating the first time I don't know if it's better so please let me know your thoughts.... :) I really hope it isn't ruined.....
634 · Sep 2016
I Remember Sweet September"
Ma Cherie Sep 2016
September
returning
burning
after
sleeping
sweeping
keeping
as we are
recalling
falling
leaving
singing
bringing
Autumn's
long
summer
songs

voices
awaiting ...
dating
wings
ones
that
play
say
me
  joyful
sounding
hymns
capricious
whims

  Gehl
tractor's
are
going
mowing
rowing
growing
cutting
strutting
whil­e
bracing
gracing
meadows
and
fields
yields
cruising
using
all
day
gathered
memories
of
sweet
smelling
hay
a lost
waif
in the sky
I sigh

oh I
remember
My
Dearest
September
  the
lonesome
bittersweet
that
humming
drumming
beat
it
calls me
home again
my
waiting
wanting...

Sweet
September
friend.


Cherie Nolan © 2016
Idk...if any good.
Just because? Lovely weather here
633 · Oct 2016
"You're The Type Of Guy"
Ma Cherie Oct 2016
You're the type a guy,
I can see saying,

"Girl, you're gonna get it,
when I get home."

I'd smile,
look forward,
to your **** self,
the way you smell,
& get ready,
look pretty,
cook dinner,
pick a wine,
set the mood
retire for the evening
sit beneath a lovers moon,
& for dessert,
some
yummy memories
emmmm,
soooo nice,

And...
get here quick,
'cuz I'm here
waiting,
tappin' my foot,
patiently.

Cherie Nolan© 2016
; )
632 · Jun 2016
"My Anxiety"
Ma Cherie Jun 2016
I'm so tired
but you won't let me sleep
anxiety...

you are my constant companion
you've protected me
showed me the truth

you've lied to me
we've lost friends
and even Family for awhile
you always leave me wondering
about everything and everyone

I can't trust myself
I can't trust you
I can't trust them

The only thing I can do
is to accept things the way they are
trust in something bigger
turn it over

Try to be in the moment
and not back look at yesterday
It wouldn't do me any good anyway
Im trying not to look forward too much toward tomorrow
Try to hold it together
you're really racking my nerves
I wouldn't want to ever have a nervous break
                ......down
I wouldn't want you to get back together with depression
The two of you together are nothing but trouble

I hear there's a pill that can make you go away
but really there's no such thing as selectivity dulling emotions
And who's to say anyway
this isn't supposed to be a part of who I am?

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Just thoughts on anxiety...what makes us tick.....
Ma Cherie Aug 2016
Having a health "problem"
I can handle this
Try to keep working
Yes, I know I've been late a few times
So exhausted... fatigued...caffeine
or ***? Too tired lately...
many nights lacking somnus
used to be such a lovely escape
I stay late,
always get hours
and overtime
never forget to explain present circumstances...
not excuses...
Father told me
We must be dignified, stoic
Or try to be at least

No backup plan
or graceful exit strategy
not impossible if I need another job
to have smooth transition
no 9 months of vacation, sick leave...
no 401K advanced,
or generous severance
a little saved
I'm adaptable, capable
husband gone...meager
weekly contributions
resigned... thought crazy?
maybe I was...clinging to "principles"
not a tech analyst anymore...by choice
was I high?

apply for "rights"?
Yeah sure
FMLA...
Family Medical Leave Act
I know it well
Took time off this way before
when our child was ill
while I was working
at a HUGE health insurance company

5 years working here now
Nothing but Golden reviews
Great Bonuses
with Excellent pay
no vacation or sick time
I need to work every weekend and Holiday
required
and I gotta cover shifts
work off the clock sometimes
at night... and when called upon
At the owner's house
houses... I mean

Volunteering for big events
Exciting...HGTV...
rubbing elbows with Celebrities
Thinking that I would be part of this family forever...so naive still
Hoping I'd finally shine
Already Head Inn Supervisor
Do everything, know all the jobs
Hardly glamorous..
I'm proud of working at this High End Hospitality destination location

But Event Coordinator...
I am over qualified for both really
but too good at my job
I pulled staff to do a project...
She was AMAZED
He told me and no one's ever polished those beams
My heart sank and lept
Day-to-day functions
might be my new thing...

A quagmire to walk on
I'm sinking
dropped into a legal mare's nest

Shouldn't have said anything
about being "sick"...
We need to talk to you
Alright
30 days till Christmas
spent most of bonus
things could be worse

Disbelief, not connecting yet
Tears start coming
like a deluge of pent up sacrifices
time I lost
and such costly prices
all seem so unappreciated
Breathe

Why in the world did I spend
so much on a gift for them?
Just a written warning
Never before
I'm just afraid
No having that...
Take a pill or something

Collusion?
or coincidence?
New trainee...
though I'm not training her?
We are... very busy
They just want me to take a look
and make sure she's doing a good job though and pick out her mistakes
Don't forget to finish
writing those guidelines...
or getting Dr. signed off on those rights

new phone number
leave it with her on a piece of paper
reluctantly agreeing hand over that ink
feel instinctively she doesn't like me
we have disagreed before
says she let me know if the staff I called in doesn't show up to cover my shift
no one called
not even to ask where I was
quiet as an empty church mouse...

went into work on Monday
they thought I actually
didn't show up for work
good one, very funny
you never left us your number

On the piece of paper I left it with her
She denies it...
well could have predicted that
B*!!!
I find the crumpled, bloodstained, tear soaked evidence in the recycling
they grab the bin...out of my hands?
Seriously?
say that doesn't prove ANYTHING?
Now I'm just ****** the f
off!!!

Second time called on carpet
Keep working
To hell with them
What was that he said?
Disappointed in my life choices?
Oh... I didn't want to sleep with him right.
Most reasonably attractive girls
that have worked there did
disappointed in me...because jealousy
  dating a younger guy
my family doesn't mind but he does?

Make sure I'm clocked in on time
and leave on schedule
2 more weeks till a rest
work Christmas Eve
then Christmas
you know other staff has
"more important" things
their children are younger
or something

another talk...oh, well a good one
I hope... being Christmas
Demoted?
What's that?
I don't think I understand?
One day a week?
Is this a f** joke!?!?
Oh....right because I wanted Medical leave..well,
I can put that off whatever.

No...that isn't why
No tears...
then...

So angry, fuming
as darkness is looming
yelling at the void of listeners
dignity? Stoic?
Sorry Dad...
as maniacal laughter...
those demon poet's
snicker at such an unpoetic ending

Done...
Convenient replacement, already trained
then go on a "vacation"
they own land in Holland
grow tulips...
still reaping Tulip mania benefits?
no "un"- employment,
wasn't fired
I guess I quit
since I never got another shift
though I apparently
was "scheduled" for a couple
maybe their phone was broken
I certainly was

I just was infuriated
and that guitar playing
Lil boy blue
bright eyed
peter pan
my younger boy wonder...
he was disappointed too
well thanks for the Charlie Brown tree
nice knowing you...
you beautiful burden
you haven't worked in how long?

I ripped down that twig that night
it was the ending and the beginning of EVERYTHING.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
I'm fine now and they say karma doesn't happen in this lifetime but I find it hard to believe. Either that or I am casting spells...
I hope not. I work for myself now...thankfully. Sorry I'm not the best at concise...so its a narrative...sort of...first person speaking! Anyway..... for KarenN  just because.
Ma Cherie Dec 2016
When we are children,
life just goes on...
forever,
days like...
years,
sighing and hoping,
to be "big" soon.

I look back so fondly on those amazing, memories,
wishing to be back there,
to see as I do now.

If we had only known,
that this was our time to stop,
and REALLY see,
appreciate it,
catch glimpses of everything,
snapshots saved for when we really,
need them.

Perhaps in age we would slow down more,
appreciate every single second,
like we did then.

I have no real regrets,
because pain and suffering
taught me love and patience.

I was always in turmoil inside,
I wasn't aware-
enough,

Until a day when everything,
became too clear,
it blinded me,
& broke me down,
till I submitted,
and finally I see the real beauty in life.

I only wish,
just a tinge of bittersweet,
that I had been,
able to always,
allow what is,
and just...
let it be.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Thank you always for reading. Life isn't done dumping on me yet... ;/ I'm OK though
626 · Apr 2017
Are you kidding me?
Ma Cherie Apr 2017
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.
Seriously there's one part of my format that says ** Po? ;/
626 · Jun 2017
tell me i'm annoying
Ma Cherie Jun 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
Hi poets this is about a thinkin problem thanks as always
625 · May 2016
" if I could go to heaven"
Ma Cherie May 2016
If I could go to heaven
just to see it from above

I dont want to die just yet
but I can bet
..it'd be very good to know
what it's been like....

For you
to love me.

And would I hear your heart break?
And hear the ocean deep and wide?
Would I feel your heartache?
Would the truth in me confide?
Would I step outside....
of myself
and interview the truth?
Reveal the secrets of our youth?
..that lie within....
The things we've seen and done
the places that we've been
and we'll go back to when thing
begin?

So I could finally know,
all the things I've wondered on this Earth?

And will I finally know-
What everything is worth?

This sounds to me
like an expensive carpet ride
& maybe sticking with my pride
I think I'll push my luck
& by lightning may be struck
So guess I'll have to wait
until I have a turn...
to reveal the truth
in everything that I've loved...
and learned,

If I know that now...
I might...
change the spell I put on you...
so I'll avoid
to hear...
the truth...for now my dear...
but do not fear...
because...... I love you.
All Rights Reserved * 2016 Cherie Nolan
This actually came out like lyrics to a song and perhaps I have written so that it could be somewhat read in that fashion? Is really really came out of nowhere and felt really amazing to write hope it reads well also-
Seriously came out of nowhere!
Ma Cherie Feb 2017
You kiss me in the darkness,
an you save me in the light,
I guess I'm gonna need it,
if you take me in the night,

I want to gently caress you,
to caress your beautiful face,
I want to caress your beautiful body,
and then again I can retrace,
and take myself,
back to our most special place,
I am so comfortable,
in our sacred and beautified space,

I love the yummy sounds you make,
as I touch against your softest skin,
we're moving together there as one,
it mustn't be- to love a sin,
let us do this now,
and then, let's do this all again,

You tip me back caress my neck,
an take a
n i c e ...
looooooooooooooNg
sooooFttt
kiss,
oh what the heck,
I close my eyes again,
an return me to my bliss,

Where I dream about you again.

Ma Cherie © 2017
Inspired I think...
Ma Cherie Jul 2016
They say one thing leads to another
but I wish that wasn't so
how does One Stop racing
One thought... then the next
They all used to be good and suddenly without warning  they just
turned around
Did a 360
Like I did on that dirt road at 17 thought we were going to die
Laughed afterwards... Adrenaline Junkies but now it makes me want to cry
wondering why I didn't die
From double lung pneumonia or the
anaphylactic shock when I was really young that penicillin
Hydroplaning off the road,
jumping an 8-foot Stonewall and having the car crushed to my chest
No one could see me in the down there
in the rain even my brother drove by
Couldn't breathe but somehow I made my way out with broken ribs down the road to a phone
that's all I remember about that
Endless stories of trauma I wonder if everybody's life is a city of it
like mine
I can only imagine it is
The terrible thing when your fight-or-flight response is all messed up
Looks like more than a Crossroads
Looks like an endless maze
Covered in a murky Haze
I hope I can find my way back though going to be a while...
I know the brain is a miraculous friend
I'm thinking way too much
They say the more intelligent we are
the more difficult it is to recover
so I wish I was less intelligent now
Or at least I could close this Pandora's Box
The memories that go round and round like the car in the parking lot that I kept spinning till it the engine died
I keep wondering if all that was just a dream
like getting thrown from the horse
There's a whole lot more that I got to shove
into a bottle
every time they're inside my mind
and I chuck them out into the ocean
hoping that they smash and burst on the shore and I will return to who I was
once more....
Keep focusing on the fact that there are more good days and bad
Try to look forward instead of looking back try to keep track of what's important
Right now I guess that's me.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Ugh...
620 · Oct 2016
"This Is Love"
Ma Cherie Oct 2016
What do I want?
That's a very interesting
and difficult question...
so deep, & philosophical,

To wish? To crave?
but not to need?
for me at least
I say indeed,
hope you agreed
a requirement,
I think,
you must feel both,
& also to love,
you ...
must be,
should be,
could be?
...a true companion,
my very best friend
my lover,
who I confide in
until the very end,
your loving hands
on whom we can depend
your pretty lips,
my name he will defend,
rely on in our times of stress,
to whom in all,
I can confess
oh, when my life,
is such a mess,
comforting, trusting
emotionally intelligent
softly encouraging,
challenging me
feels like he's...
my destiny
able to reflect on
personal struggles
while accepting ours
such a beautiful mind
thoughtful and so, very, very kind
perceptive and insightful
to love him, delightful
and humorous
quick-witted,
handsome and right
loves me today,
& all through the night
in darkest of hours
& 'neath stormy showers,
astutely observant
sensitive to others
respected by all
especially by Mother,
creative and artistic
& oh so forgiving,
tappin' a foot,
enjoyin' just livin'
poetically rendering
sensual pleasures of life
amidst daily chores
in triumph and strife,
understanding and strong
a love lasting long,
magnetic attraction,
like moth to a flame,
never regret,
this love doesn't blame
in every single way
& every single day,
every molecular cell
in secrets he'll never tell
so beautifully familiar
surging through my veins
every thought inside my brain,
my body filled,
with endless hunger pangs,
my enlarged heart
it gets a start
with eager valves waiting
like a drug
in your hug
in your kiss,
that I miss,
& your lips,
touching me,
with those...
fingertips,
as again ...it skips,
your touch
is so much,
you are more
than before,
& not just enough
a binding agent
lovely & fragrant,
sticky sweet
A tasty treat,
I wait for you,
& love so true,
I want you
I need you
to know love
2 love you,
just one time,
tell me...
cannot be a crime?
a love like this is so divine,
like a beautiful sun coming up,
over the other side of that mountain
an awe inspiring experience
with no interference,
every time I see your face
or when I don't,
my mind retraces,
right there where you are,
& shining like the Northern Star,
you will always be
the same as me,
different from here
and yet still
we are indistinguishable
like a fire
& built from pure desire,
taking us so much higher,
we are one...together,
our love goes on... forever,
a wish fullfilled
a dream come true
we're holding hands,
just me & you
our love is true
& skies are blue,
with me for every tomorrow,
sunlit days & grey skied sorrows,
sit 'neath the fire
my frequent flyer,
when you bury my bones
when you are there at home,
& if you're ever alone,
you'll know me best
& unlike all the rest
like your dark eyed daisy
your lovely baby,
tell my story rich & true
& I will do the same for you,

this to me anyway,
This...Is love.

Cherie Nolan
Love...
Here's wishing...on love
Ma Cherie Feb 2017
What do you mean to me?

Well,
you are my ability to see,
my vision of who I really want to be,
you know me, you show me,
to touch it, to love it,
to know it -my fear,
to feel safe with you,
year after year,

Now I can finally can hear,
and I stop to appreciate the smell,
of the roses -
with an intoxicating,
   and probably forgone spell,

As I say you really reach me,
to see deepness in the well,
you show me,
you always teach me,
in my sadness, you mustn't dwell,
you flatter and you preach me,
as my fears they all dispel,
to know you, to share you,
know  your
s  e  c  r  e  t  s
you never need to tell,
we know we're not bound,
for no heaven and no hell,
and yours and mine,
is no soul to try and sell,
as we tamper sad and past regrets
and your fears I hope to quell,
clean from life our sins and sweat,
and hey well that's just swell,

As you and I,
really trust no other soul at all,
you trust me,
an I trust you,
I'll catch you baby if you should ever fall,

So to show you how much I -
I truly care - it's true,
my valentine I say to thee,
on  bended knee,
  I DO,
honestly I do- I REALLY, I REALLY DO,
yes, I do, I do- I LOVE YOU too-
my skies are now and always blue,
we can find this love anew,
let's try, let's fly,

As long as you're around to hold my hand,
yes I'd wear a loving band,
to tie me to that heart-

You are my sunny Mr. Bright,
you brought your sun to my sky,
and who the hell needs Mr. Right,
you blind me anyway,
with that kind of  light,
unbind me from being wound to tight,
you find me - and then I'm right,
you mind me- in the deep of night,

As I go off  into all the vast,
and,
unknown
beautiful parts,
of your sweet and sacred loving heart,
and your shattered spirit,
couldn't even tear us apart,
don't you ever worry -
I GOT THIS

Thank you for helping me,
to help myself, to help me see,
allowing us ,
for you and I-
to be,
you are a such a beautiful mystery,
and thank you for our history,

I hope I help you too,
thank you for all that you will ever do,
I promise myself now to you
my heart from now forever will be true,
I hope we find the haunting silver lining,
we will relish in our discovering,
as daunting is our pining,
every day is so revealing,
as your sun is always shining,
the layers away we're peeling,
I finally see the gems we're mining,
every night with you so healing,
we can do it together-
we can kick the ceiling,
I guess I really do love this feeling,
of being totally lost in love,

You are like the ancient,
broken stone mosaics,
of a distant and intriguing,
Mesopotamia,

You are so very much more beautiful,
a broken shrapnel,
a piece of shard,
shining, stunning so brilliant,
a diamonesque,
I say,
the bard,
you're as pretty as those diamonds are,
but your heart not quite as hard,

These intense diamond-like stars,
they illuminate your shiny soul,
lovely mysterious and fragile,
you are infinitely more beautiful ,
than when you are seen as just a whole,

And so the beautiful artist that is you
is everything to the poet in me.

Ma Cherie © Feb 14 2017
Just because I love him, inspired maybe just want him to know wrote awhile ago and just finished hope you are all well this made me cry in beautiful tears- ❤❤❤ from Vermont
620 · Dec 2016
If Worlds Are Ending
Ma Cherie Dec 2016
If world's are ending,
and minds bending,
as darkness comes,
is slow descending,

Upon a people,
still contending,
as light is fading,
& fast ascending,

Doom is coming,
while some pretending,
all for naught,
and not impending,
hiding fear,
so not attending,

Wise spirits,
they are transcending,
stay quiet,
try not offending,
if you need,
will be defending,

A needing hand,
we will be lending,
a broken way,
we tried the mending,
a time for pause,
we stop the pending,
in bad choices,
time your spending,

In a world,
without the blending,
brace as troops,
no longer fending,
broken down,
no longer bending,
lies are told,
a message sending,

If EVERYTHING is really over,
when we kiss the final clover,
strike my flint,
out on the lonely cliff's of Dover
a wheated germ,
a very poison stover,
I hear that sound,
over and over,
a cracking a whip,
Australian drover,

If all the walls are crashing in,
if atmospheres are wearing thin,
if everyone is living "sin"
caught up in an endless spin,
a deep and dark recycle bin,

It's not a war,
that we can win,
take a blow,
to the chin,
tricking us,
a nasty jinn,
lacerated,
our bleeding skin,
liberated,
so wear a grin,
a voodoo doll,
just stick a pin,
yang is lost,
without the yin,

If we cannot just begin,
If only we,
were all akin,

I'm gonna live the last long hour,
the last long minute & give it power,
I raise a hand & never cower,
shout it out from the tallest tower,
taste the sweet and then the sour,

The last fraction of a second,
like I always shoulda,
I don't wanna say I woulda, coulda,
do what you must,

If there are no more tomorrows,
live like there are none,
as no more days with to drown your sorrows,
or any time at all to borrow,

Just tamper sad & past regrets,
to clean from life the sins & sweat,
to swim inside the glistening wet,
live your life,
& do not forget,
to play your chip and place a bet,
if its as good as it can get,
release the need be free to let,
let it go and do not forget,

Live your life,
be ever present,
in the gift,
take a little global turn,
a conscious shift,
a way to learn,
no way to fix
a faulty rift,
winds of change,
are in the drift,
seeking hands,
in ashes sift,
justice served,
& coming swift,

Blink before it's all gone,
a moth to flame,
is truly drawn,
not naïve,
a baby faun,
darkness comes,
before the dawn,
angry angels,
showing brawn,
saving hearts,
we've laid & sawn,
down the beast,
a stupid pawn,
weary ones,
just can't go on,
religious way,
another con,

Live your life in here in the now,
love your life,
get it out some how,
then whipe away a sweaty brow,
& take again a blessed vow,
do it all,
what they allow,

So go,
go ahead,
and live your life,

Poetically.
Ode to Dillon vaulted ink
Ma Cherie Jul 2017
aw so,
you think you want to love me?
an you think that ya can?
because it's a hell of a thing yeah,
this crazy new plan,

but OK,
so,
let's go,

will you love me- my crazy
my chubby- my lazy?
when I am an orchid
or when I'm a daisy?

when I am annoying
an I'm acting a pain?
will you love me my whacky
as I try to stay sane?

becuz' I'm like the moon
an lovely or not
well I wax an I wane

sigh yes,
even then I will stay true

good, cuz,
mostly I'm peaceful
tranquil and playful
I'm busy with life too
yeah I want me a day full

of loving someone,
who looks JUST like the stars
all shiny an sacred
who'll whipe away scars,

each day I'm a changin'
an each day I will try
right now- yeah evolvin'
I'm not wonderin' on why,

why this or that happens
an why it can't change?

when did he stop to lovin'?
when did we go estranged?

I'll not switch this or that now
I'll  not have rearranged,

I'm not waitin' on nothin'
but I do hope for it all
someone to love me
an to catch if I fall

I just want now to breathe in,
I'm not lookin' for love
instead I'm here waitin'
on the sweet heavens above

to  change my heart -
or his heart
whoever he is
until then I can but sigh now
for I still know true bliss

in simple living pleasures
and the joy of simple things
like barbequed warm sunshine,
an a church bell that still rings
and how I can finally sing now
an man how I LOVE to just sings!

how memories they do tweak us
an how memories they do alter,

as reality it too changes
as the memories they too falter

especially when I am,
I am alone at the alter.

where I'm a prayin' for peace
an a hopin' for rain
to release me the past
any unending pain
to finally let go
of the things felt in vain
whew geesh,

for even those things
they change with the time
an just like this poem
and in every new rhyme

so you think you can love me?
and you'll love me sublime?

Yes.
I do.

I do
love you

I love you boo,
yes yes its true!

hey what can I say
this feeling is so new,
phew, I'm relieved,
it was a conversation
we needed to have
so ..then
let's come together
RIGHT now
very
X-citing possibilities
await
this new love is,
very exciting
quite different
well it feeelzzz just amazing,
to be over the moon in love,
freeing and wonderful,
that MOST special feeling,
you wait like-
4-eva for?

well that feeling,
I know it today,
an I hear it's even called-

"self-love" ❤

I am looking in the mirror,

yes I do ~ I do love you
Ma Cherie!

Ma Cherie © 2017
Inspired? Ma Cherie means my darling my dear my love. Yup I am self loving right now lol waiting on nothing - hoping for everything- was inspired by a friend who has been very insightful. Love you all ❤
615 · Jun 2017
Oh how i still miss you
Ma Cherie Jun 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
Idk. I'm OK just stressed. ❤
610 · Jun 2016
"Food For Thought"
Ma Cherie Jun 2016
"The smile on my face does not mean that everything is perfect...it means that I appreciate what I have and what God has blessed me with" - Unknown author

" Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one that gets burned." - Budda

" Love is Like the Wind you can't see it but you can feel it"

"Life is not separate from Death it just seems that way"- Blackfoot Native American
Random thoughts to share, when having coffee at a local stop this morning I saw the top quote under a glass and it reminded me that there is poetry everywhere.
610 · May 2016
Just a moment 10W
Ma Cherie May 2016
"We are 'just a moment'
.....in the history of us."

Cherie Nolan © All Rights Reserved 2016
Came out of nowhere again.
609 · Dec 2016
I Can Only Surmise
Ma Cherie Dec 2016
I can only surmise,
why people give up on this "wonderful" life,
& say such hard and violent goodbyes,
I've been down on my knees,
& they've heard all my loneliest cries ,

It doesn't really mean that I'm really so, wise,
& doesn't mean I got the magic seeing eye,

Seeing how someone could want,
to be a ghost who will forever haunt,
to miss this most golden "opportunity",
a do-over,
when hands are up in futility,

From my most painful of memories,

I try to extract the reason,
from so deep within,
way deep below the surface of my skin,

And I think it is just enough,
too much of everything,
shattered spirits,
turning into brilliant shining stars,
eventually,
& no longer can they feel those hateful
old scars,

Cuz,
it maybe is that time,
for them,
who are we to really say,
what's so right or wrong anyway?

It seems a selfish way indeed,
a warning for me perhaps to heed,
though by death they say we are freed,

It seems so fundamentally " wrong"
and yet,

I just seem to completely understand.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
My friend overdosed. No clue on how she is
607 · Oct 2016
Gypsy Love
Ma Cherie Oct 2016
Nurturing & warm
caressing your skin,
I said not a jinn,
or concerned about Sin,
******* your heart,
just let me in,
as lips press your neck,
calming down spirits,
comforting in fridgid nights
baby feels so,
... very right,
elder, yarrow & peppermint
aromatic & pleasantly sharp,
like a sweet sounding harp,
I put a spell,
there in the smell,
emmmm,
so appetizing..
slightly sweet,
& spicy, nice,
surprising treat,
hot lips are ready,
for you purse
my Gypsy love,
for you,
I'm lifting curse,
& healing remedies
massaging shoulders
heated flesh
don't worry everything's
going to be alright, tonight,
I seem to say
& stay, breathless...
find my sun has gone away,
as I await your arrival
or an invitation on some other day,
until then,
I steep a cup,
preparing again,
for the cold.

Cherie Nolan© 2016
Ugh! Not about what it seems : )
606 · Jul 2017
I wish to kiss the sunlight
Ma Cherie Jul 2017
I wish to kiss the sunlight
in someone else's lips,
I wish to feel that warmpth
in their loving fingertips.

Ma Cherie © 2017
Idk lol! ; ) just thinking
Ma Cherie Jan 2017
I woke up kinda early this morning,
the sun peeking through my windows,
so happy and bright,
I'm always so grateful to see that lovely little morning light

I'm just not feeling that tired,
that's OK,
I SHOULD get up,
so I shuffle around,
as I'm really fatigued,
even though I'm not feeling that tired.
I crawl in and out of bed like 6 or 7 times,
too cold, too cold,
trying!!!

I don't want to cook anything,
nope
I want to go to the store,
get something to eat,
and drink
cuz see I don't even want to make it,
not even coffee.... ahhhh the smell

I'm not a lazy chef,
or person at all,
I would normally cook for myself,
and EVERYONE else too,

So I do,
I walk one block,
to the store,
about,
but it's really cold,
so I'm more than shuffling!

Let's do this thing,
as I walk to the store I say in my head.

And thinking how I passed a few people smiling with my hands tucked in my wool jacket.
Brrrrrrr ...
Once inside and shaking off the cold,
I head to the coffee bar emmmm.
I get myself a coffee,
I add a little cream,
a tiny sprinkle of sugar,
they have the good kind here,
and it's pretty cheap too,
so worthwhile,
because the coffee is really good.

I look over and I see the cutest
two elderly people,
I've ever seen,
he has a walker and,
he's really about five feet two,
she's probably a little shorter than that.

Talk about return to innocence,
I love old people!
It won't be too long before I call myself truly old!
He looks at me as if not sure,
whether he should smile until,
I do a nice bright one,
I say good morning!
I don't know this man,
but he says good morning to me,
so cheerfully,
and his wife starts talking,
and I say yes it's so cold,
freezing out there ain't it?
Yut replied,
But it sure is good for your health,
and everything a great way to start the day, get out and do it!

Yeah right,
I'da been dead a long time ago if I didn't! she says,
The little man has some money,
all laid out and I reach,
for the cream and his wife say,
watch your money,
curiously,

And I say oh don't worry I won't take it on ya!
She says oh no I believe you I believe you!
It must be a Vermont thang!
The little old man says,
I'm going to buy your coffee!!!

I am just floored,
I don't look like I need free coffee do I?
and I tell him I have plenty of money sir,

Really maybe there's someone who needs it more here?
But he insists and paid for my coffee,
we didn't speak another word except when I said thank you so very kindly,. and I told him,
that I would pay it forward,
when things are dismal and dark,
when you can't see even the tiniest Spark maybe look for it in the kindness of strangers.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Yep that was my morning lol
605 · Jun 2016
My Falcon Dancers
Ma Cherie Jun 2016
First came the two turtle doves
Then the blue jays
and the beautiful Red-Winged Blackbirds

Then two sparrows in the rain...

I really hadn't been paying attention all that much...
I've been so absorbed
with everything else
that's beautiful

And then came the Raven 3 days in a row

I started to think ....
that may be it was you..
....visiting.

Then there was the Dead Bunny..
The Sign of The Hare
I decided ...that I'd better be aware

Tonight you send your Falcons in
And I just say I cannot quite describe
this in words

At first there were two
Swooping in patterns.... in a beautiful aerial display
Against the crisp blue sky
that is so blue ...
it hurts to look at it
And clouds that are white
a white that is so starkly contrasted
against these tips of the maple trees in a
in a beautiful summer green
reaching to touch the sky

Daisy hot hazy sunshine with Cadillacs in the sky

Cruising above my head
and then in came another
like B-52 bombers and they're circling in
a figure eight....and  
I am completely mesmerized

They come in pairs there was 5 and then 7
There was 9 and then finally 12

I was so captivated...
I couldn't take my eyes off this picture
as I stared the clouds
that just passed by
and I watched them dancing ...
dancing so flawlessly in the sky

It literally... took my breath away

This is what they call
the Falcon dancers
This is believed...
to only happen
in the Native American culture
in a Period of Enlightenment.

Along with the other meanings
of the animals I've seen
I guess I already know
what these signs mean...

Something is coming
Something is here
Something is far
something is near...
Prepare... be ready.

And all I can do
is write down these words
to tell you...
To never stop looking at your sky.

Cherie Nolan © All Rights Reserved 2016
Couldn't believe my eyes hope you read this. I don't know if this is poetry or not. But definitely worth the read thanks.
602 · Nov 2016
Just True Love
Ma Cherie Nov 2016
True love could be,
just a brilliant,
& rare,
beautiful mistake,
setting my heart,
setting it all aquake,
& it's nothing that I can fake,
with so much that I've got at stake,

So please be gentle,
cuz' that thing can really break,
so take a chance,
cuz' life's a dance,
& one I am so willing to take,

In every single moment ,
that I am awake,
in a feeling I just can't shake,
waiting,
in a deep & endless ache,
baby this thing,
it ain't gotta a brake,
& for everybody else's sake,

One day,

I'm just hoping,
just hoping,
that it's just one,
that I,
can finally,
make.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Idk. Wisdom from life...maybe, maybe I'm wrong,
but I know, it's all subjective. ❤
Ma Cherie Feb 2017
You are a spectrum of danger,
thrown out on the battle field,
a molecular dark riding ranger,
and it's not like a fire,
or a sword that you weild,

A molecular biology occurring in dark,
I,
I can't think in this way,
a bonding of agents-
to fuse from a spark,
creating raw chemistry,
it's why I want you to stay,

Microelectronicmechanical bits spawn,
under such dangerous conditions,
I eagerly anticipate the coming of dawn,
my knees fall weak again,
as you break down more inhibitions,

Sweetly I just can't resist,
despite all the effort I give,
I tip my neck back - as I enlist,
and relish the moment occurring,
an still I hope that I'll live,

No way to fight in this passion,
no one else to come rescue me,
been too long with a ration,
a twinge of unhinged desire,
I close my eyes,
adjusting to see,

It's a magnetism in chemical vibration,
from lack of sweet frequency to come,
an even from deep satiation,
I inhale a last - b r e a t h,
as all my defenses- undone,

I open my eyes an you're gone again,
along with the shining of sun,

As I lay covered - head to toe
in your weaponized Smartdust.

Ma Cherie © 2017
I guess about weapons of mass destruction lol no really about passion...
Ma Cherie Feb 2017
A smile hides the searing pain,
pushed up close an cheek to cheek,
her love for him she gives in vain,
a knotted throat she mustn't speak,

People see just what they want,
a beauty with a smiling face,
she hides the bitter truth behind,
her well lit eyes of tempered grace,

It's not she doesn't love him,
she adores his every wrinkle,
it's just she doesn't see the same,
her eyes no longer twinkle,

Hopes they daily deeper go,
to places that she'd rather hide,
she dare not even mention them,
too many minutes to abide,
wanting her to go again,
an not be at his beckon side,
to stay is wrong you say,
does she not have any pride?

She's in the same place over,
an over again-
it seems,
it's Groundhog day,
so she reaches out a tired hand -
again and dreams,
as the alarm again will play,

Her dreams are but a distant place,
a summit she can't reach,
a shore to call her heart back home,
a hauntingly familiar beach
with some shells around her ankle,
an scarring from blood-******* leach,
painful is the bite you know,
her freedom brought by what it teach,

With her toes beneath-
the wave of coming fortune,
the one he says that cleanses all,
as it dies before it gets to her,
well she thinks that thing has got some gall,

She takes a calming moment,
and the deepest poet's sigh,
as she is ever grateful,
this is not her sad goodbye,

Thankful she was watching,
with the other useful eye,

Safe from certain disaster,
watching the angry wave,
dissipate unto it's own oblivion,

an blessed she can still see -
with her eyes completely shut.

Ma Cherie © 2017
I added some at bottom...Hope it all now makes sense...about an abusive ex that I NEVER wrote about before
Ma Cherie Oct 2016
It seems you're holdin' on dear life,
    as tears come down in streets & strife
    as poachers stab a plunging knife,

     Never turn a trusting back
    in your world the angry hack
     nothing done or what you lack,
     rope is  there, pick up the slack,
     climb away from their attack,

     You need to find a piece of HOPE,
     a hand to help & hold the rope,
     as fingers reach to steal & *****,

      I am hear for you, I'm here right now,
      I HOPE these words will help somehow,
      hope can fade but this I vow,

      The sun will shine again tomorrow
      amidst the trials and the sorrow
      pay it forward, time we borrow

       I hear you poet, I truly do
       I'm right there, beside you too,
       shining light on grey skies new,
       wipe away & they turn blue,
       hold a hand & will undo,

        Your beauty shining from within,
        take away your thoughts of  sin,
        dig below the surface skin,
        I promise we are new again,

        Take that hand & take good care
        in your pain &  we all share
        kindness something I can spare,
        take a chance
        & help to dare,
        life if just not always fair
        but this to you, I say & swear
        never more than we can bare,
        when you feel as if you'll tear

       Part your load I already carry
       so rest your head & don't be wary,
       when roads ahead they seems so scary,
       one day again you smile merry,
       your soul & spirit feeling airy,

       This is just a wicked test,
       before your heart can have a rest,
       for you dear one, I hope the best.
       an onward journey, onward quest,
       I hope the heavens, yours have blessed,

       & shine a brilliant idea of hope
      the Angels  favorite kind of dope
      don't let go of that sweet rope,
      apply a healthy healing dose,

      draw in the Dr really close,
      this injection won't be gross,
      if a syringe,
     please don't cringe,
     or have a twinge,
     hope it's something you can binge,

      It's not a drug,
      just sending hugs,
      I pray, &  say
      keep trying today,
      the sun it stepped away,

       Hope it will bring a little relief
       I know in my heart
       & in my belief
       if you try & don't give up
       you will have a bit of luck,

      It will come in the form of words
      a pen of HOPE I know is heard,
     seems the Heavens they concur,
      in a method they prefer,
      digging in a needed spur,

       My God, your God
       they are the same,
      doesn't matter what the name,
      love as one & never blame,
      raise a voice, inviting change,

     I am here & write of you,
     a hope that rhymes they will undo,
     or provide a little needed glue,
     know that others love you too,
     this is something you CAN do

     Whatever you believe,
      bring a rest dear God,
      in your light I pray we're awed,

      whoever you are, wherever you are,
      I wished upon the waiting stars
      erasing deep & painful scars,

     Adding bandages & soothing cream
     sleep at night, a chance to dream,
    finally see a light that beams,
    shining brilliantly,
    stunning beauty,
   loving all is a duty,

   an overwhelming love
    that comes from above

   Hey you gotta friend
   who is there until the bitter end,
   I know in this you can depend
   & in this message that I send,

   Send much love & best wishes
   just a few hands blew kisses,
   send you all my favorite dishes,

   bring comfort and some
    key ingredients,
    to a weary & tired
   seekers heart today ❤

     Cherie Nolan © 2016
: ) Seriously metaphorical (not any real drugs, just hugs) For Jenn & anyone else who needs a little dose of hope or a helpful waiting piece of rope. You are never forgotten. ❤
596 · Jul 2017
Thank you
Ma Cherie Jul 2017
It's the Fourth
of July
independence day,
I take this time
a chance to say-

a BIG thank you
to those
who have
righteously
fought
in the name
of our freedom.


Ma Cherie © 2017
It's all I can manage without crying thank you Dad.
594 · Feb 2017
In OUR Arms
Ma Cherie Feb 2017
In OUR arms,
is the only place where WE exist,
in this single kiss,
we share a soul,
as we become bright for one another,
the light is our common goal,
in a flashing moment in time,
we hit there in our prime,
gas and dust,
diamonds and rust,
ExPLoDE
we collide,
feelings we can't hide,
bits form restless,
and because of your gravitational pull,

.. you become,
my entire world...
... all over again.

Ma Cherie © 2017
God I love you Steven...don't u know? Ugh..
594 · Oct 2016
"I Hear You Gotta Girl"
Ma Cherie Oct 2016
I hear you gotta girl,
so this ones just for you my Son,

I hear she makes your day,
when you are,
on your hurried daily run,
when every step is slow,
as you take & take,
another one,

If your load is feeling heavy,
if it feels just like solid ton,
when they are on your back,
& aiming with a snipers gun,

When skies are turning grey,
& you just cannot see the sun,
when every moment you're awake,
& everything in life is fun,

She's your baby darlin' dear,
your sweetest little hunny bun,
she says you two are juxtaposed,
in a lovely lil' funny pun,

When life just makes you dizzy,
& at night,
when you are feeling spun,
every day, all day
on every leg,
& race you've won,

She loves you in the morning,
& when the day is finel'y done,
always she is shining,
shining on,
shining,
shining on,
shining just like the rising sun,

I'm just so very happy for you love,
so very happy,
that you,
yes you,
you have finally,
finally,
found the one.

Love you,
always,
Mom.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
For my boy. : ) ❤ & I'm OK.
588 · Jul 2016
" My Constant Contradiction
Ma Cherie Jul 2016
You are a constant contradiction
causing me this friction
you're like a drinking
this strange elixir
a  "fixer"
I wolf down that stuff
Your tonic

which to me is...
so ironic
Or is it now?
I think I'm doing everything right
seems like I'm doing everything wrong
One minute we are at odds
and the next minute we get along

So...
it's way too complicated
for you to go to the store
add it to my list
like just count another chore
I keep checking off bite-size pieces
snack size kisses?

I'm not sure though we might have these  insurmountable odds
I guess we'll see if there's dessert after dinner
Winner winner
a dessert mint on my pillow

Except I have to go in there
and think it might be a dream
As real as it may seem
That sleep is the only thing I might find
tonight
And wish that you
could hold me tight
at least one more time
before I go.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Ugh
....seriously? Life is complicated.. so is love apparently.
588 · Aug 2017
Love it is not so logical
Ma Cherie Aug 2017
love is not so logical
no no
it is not
otherwise you'd never
wish to touch it
a fire burning hot

with the only hope
of touching
for even a moment
the beauty
that lies in the light within

Ma Cherie © 2017
Listening to tunes. ; )
585 · May 2016
Gone baby gone
Ma Cherie May 2016
I can't see you though
I know your near I've felt your breath a thousand times
I've relived our life within my mind
can't go back for too much fear
I'm better off without you here
I'm stonger now than the force of a hurricane
and stronger than your guilt or blame
I'm  a fire that can't be tamed....
I will remain.
582 · Feb 2017
A chef's advice
Ma Cherie Feb 2017
We all need food,
to feed our souls-
choose wisely.

Ma Cherie  2017
Eh what do I know LOL ; )
580 · Sep 2016
"Lucy"
Ma Cherie Sep 2016
Hey there girl
you know it's been awhile
since we road down back roads
just rackin' up the miles

you are so very beautiful
I love that turquoise blue
black and pink accentuate
your frame in subtle hues

the rubber we were layin'
really brings me there
remembering the miles
wind blowin' through my hair

I really miss the rides
that brought you to the end
if an unrewarding Journey
this wish to you I send

One that we could travel
behind that steering wheel
bringing  lovely thoughts to me
in which you made me feel

that engine why it purred
and sounded badass loud
drivin'  'round with you
it always made us proud

Perhaps one might have guessed
you're really just my truck
I'm sorry that your engine died
For running out of luck

I can still remember
our favorite fishing trips
Way out in the woods
You always kept your grip

down some rugged roads
  kept us safe from harm
I hear you got a new life
You didn't bite the farm!

So keep those people happy
and sing a tune for me
rembering the time
we raised ....
  a family

I'll try not to be sad
and let this be farewell
they say you're just a thing
in this I must not dwell

If energy lives on
those memories  never died
like you're beating engine
on which our lives relied.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
This is about my truck Lucy the picture is on my profile page... side by side next to my Father's truck and he has passed *sigh*  She is an F150 Flareside  the most popular vehicle 9 years in a row that's right vehicle not just truck! Now a coveted prize she's been rebuilt and I'm glad !!!
This poem is definitely for Stephan & James....and everyone too!
572 · May 2016
"Fireflies" 10W
Ma Cherie May 2016
Glittery Flickering Diamond Eyes Sparking up in the Blackened sky...                                     All Rights Reserved * 2016 Cherie Nolan
Well this just seemed to come out of nowhere!
568 · Oct 2016
"Glasses Are Half Empty"
Ma Cherie Oct 2016
Glasses are half empty
sent sliding down the bar
as they clink together
a tip put in the jar

Mood is ever changing
as people come & go
to have a laugh & cheer
& see the crowded show

Broken hearts everywhere
just lying on the floor
mine just left with you
walking out the door

If I had only known
exactly what you think
perhaps I would have waited
to order up a drink

Instead, I gulped it down
& chased you with a shot
it sizzles all the way
my insides burning hot

I'm really not a lush
can handle what I sip
except for in the words
that cursed those pretty lips

I'd like another kiss
I'd really like to know
I guess not meant to be
it seems you had to go

I might just be here waiting
but then again,
  ...might not
cuz' unlike this here drink
my heart ...
  it can't be bought.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Restaurant work...
Ugh...archived ink,
  whata  crowd
Ma Cherie Mar 2017
You too me,
are more than a friend,
I love you
I know that I could,
but stars don't appear outta nowhere,
an all things align as they should,

I assign myself to the moment,
whatever I find myself in,
I only want to be happy,
find the yang at last-
to my yin,

An you are really so shiny,
a lovely star in my eye,
won't you sit here with me now,
as you are a part of my sky?

Ma Cherie © 2017
No idea
Ma Cherie Feb 2017
Many Winters they have passed,
since you departed from this place,
many years and many tears,
to leave their mark upon my face,
you always had a lovely smile,
a shining bit of grace,

Cooking in the kitchen,
just cooking fear away,
I really wished I'd learned from you,
that you had chose to stay,
we couldn't know the sun,
just wouldn't rise that day,

The pumpkin seeds and love,
you cooked up tasted good,
and you created beauty,
like no other person could,
and you loved every person,
like we all already should,

Don't know how,
I'm just like you now,
I'm sure you think so too,
I share in all our time,
what I believe is true,
the sky is ever changing,
in it's lovely shaded blue,
Cerulean is a favorite,
of her painted sky in view,

So keep an eye on the horizon,
keep a hand to guard the Sun,
rest you in the evening hours,
when a grateful day is done,
even if we die,
our battle clearly won,

So I drink my wine at night,
and I celebrate to live,
I'm thankful for what I have,
and for in what I can give,

A little bit of you,
and the others I have known,
you are all a part of me,
  from the kindness I was shown,
from a tiny budding seed,
what a lovely thing has grown,

For I now have the seekers heart,
a seed from those before,
handed down in kindness rare,
an told in times of yore,

Learning in my life,
to end it all with sage,
so careful take it down,
to write on every page,
to ever have your back,
if war should ever rage,

I will share in what I know,
I give with words and hands,
I will tell the galaxy,
of the universe's plans,

And love will finally find a way.

Cherie Nolan © 2017
Inspired maybe? For an amazing friend I've never wrote of and this came like a flood- literally like spoken word- I don't know if it's good but it felt good. I miss her so for Jenny love you lady see you one day ❤ ❤❤ - Ma Cherie
Ma Cherie Nov 2016
As a burning fired heart rages,
as I write again,
in crumpled & yellowed,
pages,
writing wisdom left,
from wise imparting sages,
given down throughout the oldest ages,
take us through the next,
of necessary stages,
we earn our way,
paid a poor man's wages,

Please free us,
free us,
from these painful,
painful,
cages.

Cherie Nolan© 2016
Idk?
Ma Cherie Aug 2017
in worn out
dogmatic truths
to others and our "self"
- we lie
but wouldn't it be
much better still,
to see with each
an every loving "eye"?

Ma Cherie© 2017
Idk lol ; ) just ramblings sorry I've been away life is hectic
Ma Cherie Nov 2016
I'll paint you a pretty picture,
if you ask me to,
I can,
I'll tell you what you wanna hear,
I will be your biggest fan,

I'll write a long love letter,
& say,
I love you so,
I'll tell you that I'll always stay,
I will never let you go,

I'll sing a song so ****,
you'll wish me there right now,
I'll lay down in your bed,
do whatever you'll allow,

I'll kiss your eager lips,
so softly,
you will melt,
I'll touch you with my hands,
do things you never felt,

I'll love you much sweet baby,
I'll caress your skin tanight,
I'll hold you if you need it,
a feeling,

...oh, so right,

I'll make the night seem darker,
in the darkest lovers night,
a hot & burning candle,
a seductive little light,

Believe that I will come,
& believe that I will stay,
but listen to my words,
then get on your knees & pray,

I'll come to you a vision,
my beauty,
unsurpassed,
be careful there dear poet,
if this offer shouldn't last,

Just wish me to your door,
bring me right there,
next to you,
I'll swear on my dear grave,
that the words I say are true,

Though,
don't wait up too late,
don't count on it too much,
listen to me poet,
cuz' elusive is my touch,

This muse just doesn't wait,
so,
the offer it is fleeting,
not catching me will feel,

Like that big ol' heart stops beating.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Why not? ❤ This was fun a metaphorical view of the female muse. Inspired by an opinion on a different poem. Not everyone is gonna like or agree with all your ink, ya know? I'm good with constructive comments and criticism.. ❤ u all - & all things & spelling are intentional in here.
564 · Jul 2016
"Something's Gotta Give"
Ma Cherie Jul 2016
Like the sheets out on the clothesline
crisp linen
blowing in the breeze
and the smoke from summer
that fills the air
I wish I could be just drifting out
with them floating on the distance off without a care

I've seen so many birds soaring up above
I can feel their freedom dancing
on the Clouds Of Love

Something's Gotta Give
If I'm ever going to live
it's either got to get better
or it's going to get worse
Maybe there's a way
I can break this
curse
If I get called away like
my father on that day
I hope that every person
whom I have loved
they know I did the best I could
Not always that for which I should
have
A mind, a body....a spirit shattered by time
a broken world is such a crime
Too much drama
too much trauma

Some I did to myself
though mostly they did it to me
the blind they just could not see
The forest through the trees

Some are puppets
some are Puppet Masters
Hoping for disasters
That's how they make a living by others dying
by tears they're crying
I'm just a number and I'm sure they're hoping it's up soon

I guess there are too many people
in this world
There has to be some population control
Can't figure out how they decide
who gets to go along for the ride
Did I take a wrong turn
something I learned
that I shouldn't have?

My nephew died the other day
The second one in a couple years
So I guess I should feel lucky
I still feel I want to live
feel I have a lot left to give
When a second feels like a year
When you can't cry another tear
and you can't see any purpose coming on the horizon
When the hole in your body
it finally fails
When the wind has been taken from the proverbial sails
I will float, soar and drift out on the air
out on the sea
that's what it will feel
like to be free
Like a lantern lit and finally let go
Learning what I did not know
I tried to grow
I tried to show you
how bad this was
Don't understand being this alone
I have family
but no one that I can call my home
though I forgive them
they know not what they do
they havent any clue

You don't appreciate life very often
Till It's Gone
Like The Melody of my favorite songs
I know I'll end up where I belong
In the place where I hope to see
A love from my God eternally
waiting for Night or Dawn
to come.


Cherie Nolan © 2016
........just breathing....
559 · Dec 2016
"Endless Roads"
Ma Cherie Dec 2016
Endless roads with shattered glasses,
they bur into an aching feet,
looking for some soft green grasses,
or anywhere to take a seat,

Travel on in distant darkness,
looking for a tiny light,
blinded by the endless starkness,
as you go off into the night,

Submit,
to NOTHING.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Metaphors for life ❤
Ma Cherie Jun 2017
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
Idk...lol
557 · Sep 2016
*Poetry in Motion*
Ma Cherie Sep 2016
Tell me in a whisper
softly speaking in my ear
Let me close my eyes
and feel you really near

Hands on skin of velvet
a callous dream come true
*A juxtaposed position

this love I have with you

A poet you are too
   a poetess,
   so am I
Poetry in motion
was left in our goodbye

I see you here tomorrow
  to kiss your lips again
Pull out another paper
 * and caress you with my pen

I write about the passion
as fire burns us down
From crumpled old love letters
*left lying on the ground


Returned I am
to yesterday
gone without a sound

dipping my quill in ink
   stroking in black ashes
fanning the flames
 * as...I write
  *the night

for you again.


Cherie Nolan© 2016
Any thoughts? Inspired by Anthropos- latest. Hope everyone's having a nice day. ❤
552 · Nov 2016
"I Speak To The Sky"
Ma Cherie Nov 2016
A darkened heart has hidden places,
away from those who judge his deed,
chasing shadows into alleys,
& looking how to fill a need,

Cloaking all,
his face is covered,
as endless pain the empty bleed,
an emotional vampire,
drinking their blood,
taking lives within the greed,

Waving in the other bad ones,
guttural beast's,
a different breed,
laid upon the alter for him,
planting there a rotten seed,

We must fight,
against an enemy,
I ride in on a native steed,
though he may look like I do,
sadly though,
he mustn't lead,

From the ashes,
fanning fires,
I hope my words you truly read,
he, we know will likely burn us,
& do so with such lightning speed,

This is who we wanted leading,
as many now,
wish to secede,
though I am crying for a Nation,
saving us,
must be agreed,

I wear my war paint into battle,
sweat rolls down,
a Native bead,
I wear a headdress for your freedom,
hear my yipping words,
I plead,

In hopes that we can find a new way,
a warning from the past to heed,
we must take the bad from gardens,
getting out a choking ****,

I look to skies for distant answers
as I chew upon a hallowed reed,
tell me Father's
which way do we go,

by the wise we will be freed



Cherie Nolan © 2016
Not sure what this is really about because the world sure is strange right now all we can do is ask the answers and write down what they tell us. When I speak of father as I speak the forefathers and founding fathers and my native fathers and when I say I go into battle I am referring to my native ancestors going in for us too. ❤
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