Time passes all too fast
Things forgotten, left behind
Looking around seeing what's there
The future I'm destined to find
Found me at last

Wandering through the pages
Written long ago
Seeing they still make sense
Through time's ebb and flow
Lasting through the ages?

Hmmmm, it's been a while
Since reading anything here
Wondering if I can keep up
Or if I will be tempted to disappear
Knowing it is all worthwhile

I am going to try again...

Chaos erupts through the screaming
The words jumbled, corrupt, unusable
Meanings lost
Thoughts backwards
YELLING doesn't help

Anger boiling, spilling over
The order all confused
Emotions explode
Feelings incorrect
YELLING doesn't help

I was trying to say one thing
Out came another
You didn't hear me stumbling
Or even try to bother
To see past the screaming anger
Neither of us listening because
YELLING doesn't help

I needed to air my frustrations
Not scream for an hour
Then cry for three
I needed you to hear me
Not fly off the handle
Then see my point an hour later

Next time I'll write it down
YELLING doesn't help

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Hello? Are you there?
I can't hear you
Can't see if you care
All I see, from where I stand
Is an empty email box
And an unheld hand
After all that I have done
All that I have given
I am still only one
Hello? Are you there?
Are you ok?
Do you want me to care?
I think I'll leave you alone now
I'm too hurt
Too afraid of this emotion somehow

Look behind you - sirens blaring and lights ablaze
Pull over you SOB - stop driving in a daze
There is a person hurt behind all that noise
Stop using your cell phone or playing with toys
Behind you - that is the issue at hand
The ambulance's patient bay is manned!
Sirens announce the patient needing
Someone is hurt, possibly bleeding
Get out of the way, you worthless ****
Get out of the way, super double fast quick!
The sirens are there to warn you to move
The lights are there to see you through
Would you like to be inside
When someone doesn't pull to the side?
I think not you horrid man
Next time stay out of the way of the ambulance van!!!


© Deanna Repose, January 22, 2010

Watching scenery pass me by
Under an ever darkening sky
Wondering as the trees **** by so fast
Am I  here or just reliving the past?
Am I pounding new pavement under my feet
or am I making my  rut a tad too  deep?
Where was I yesterday?
Am I there today?
Is there a difference? I can't say.
Watching the sunset burn through the trees
I see the scene change in front of me
It is the same road I just passed
But in a different light, surpassed
Seen a new under the sky of night
Changed my mind and my worrisome flight
Even if I tread upon the same path
I walk a new road, always, at last.

I have mixed feelings
About the winter
Cold, bitter, and gloomy
I have mixed memories
About December
Gifts, love, and death
I have mixed thoughts
About my family
Love more, miss horribly, and remember fondly
I have mixed drinks
To forget.....

(c) December 15, 2009

1500 ft.
You speed up
1000 ft
You speed up
500 ft
You speed up
0 ft
You swerve into my lane
To avoid the blinking sign
As if you didn't see
The warnings staged in a line
You'd rather hit my moving car
Than the signs you dissed
Never heading the warnings
You put my life at risk
I wonder why you have to be
This way on a Monday morn
Then I remember all too well
Every minute an idiot born
Although I don't want
To think so ill of you
If I don't
I'll go crazy too
I'll speed up
Faster still
Getting my rocks off
On a chasing thrill
Neglecting to heed
Your brake lights
Crashing a tad too fast
Into your fancy flight
Getting out to ask
This question only once:
"How does it feel - you stupid dounce!?"

© November 9, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com

Sitting here, waiting
For the fun to start
To keep the good times rolling
Waiting, in near silence
For the car to pull up
For the plane to board
For the lights to dim
For the music to start
Waiting
But not impatiently
Just in anticipation
Wondering what the waiting will bring
Some new adventure
A different perspective
A newfound hope
An old love found anew
Something different to do
Love this feeling
Waiting


© November 7, 2009
Deanna Repose
Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com

The moon rises through a blue violet sky
Glowing white above yellow orange trees
As the sun's light wanes
The blue gives way to a sparkling black
The moon grows brighter, floating
Through the diamond starlight
Casting a glow upon the shadows
Cast by the fire colored trees
Split only by the shining rails
Laid upon the ground
As the moon reaches its pinnacle
Its glow is joined
By the piercing light and sound
Of the train
Heralding the night's end
The moon falls slowly to its fate
Fading behind a blue violet sky
Behind yellow orange trees
Now alight by the sun's fierce glow


© November 3, 2008 Deanna Repose

Finding myself
Lost
In a traffic jam
Behind an accident

Keeping myself
Sane
In my car
Within a foggy mist

Warning myself
Stop
In my head
Beneath the fear

Laughing myself
Silly
In my mind
Around the situation

Hearing myself
Sing
In my heart
Without the words


© Ocotber 28, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com

Part of the group
Am I? or Am I not?
Feeling like an intruder
For differences ought
Not to be the case
But it is as I fear
I am not like you
Even though I am here

Part of the group
Shall I ever be?
I am not like you
Nor do I care to be
I see cultures
Rich to learn
You see bridges
Ready to burn

Part of the group
I shall not beg
I'm better without
This fight I will not egg
Moving onto more moving
People that I know
I say "I love you"
As I go

Part of the group
Will you be in mine?
We do not judge
No color; no kind
Just be here
Share with me
All the things
You learned to be

© October 22, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com

Trauma, tradegy, beauty, or despair
Hidden within our world
That we color so frequently
With words
Something changed us
Within our youth or wisdom
That we needed to explain
With words
But not words that flow
In full thought
Just words that are
Full thought
Skipping prepositions, nouns, sometimes verbs
You get the idea
At least that's my idea
Of the Poet's Common Thread

© October 12, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from www.blog.deannarepose.com

While we are so connected, we are so far apart
The crackle of the phone line sometimes rips at our heart
Anger, frustration, and lonliness continue
While we begin our chats though our online venue
Pictures flying back and forth, smiles sometimes forced
Joy begins and then resigns, it was just coerced
To break the connection, we cannot bear
Though the ache too much and always there
Our love for each other always comes first
And through it all, our connection overcomes the hurt

© October 2, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com

Our discussion scared me
I could not believe
That I could actually be living
With a monster from Maple Street
I checked the address
And then checked it again
I never moved
So, I started asking questions
But the answers I received
Led me right back to Maple Street
Back to the monster you revealed
Blaming those so unlike us
Because everyone tells you to doubt
Pointing out those they see as different
Because their power is on
When you are in the dark
Makes you almost predatory
Almost like a shark
Paranoia is overtaking us
As Twilight Zone forsaw so long ago
I wonder how Mr. Serling knew
That the monsters were due
The monsters that live on Maple Street

© September 28, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from: http://blog.deannarepose.com

Watching the media, all hyped
Due to their own accord
Pushing us forward
Helping us to goard
Upon the sins we so readily devour
All within this 11th hour

Hearing TV tell us to care
About all these material things
Never telling us quite how
To deal with the emptiness this brings
The greed it creates all but devours
Then jealousy soon flowers

Everyday our fascination grows
Within this world we live
And every day our lives compact
To where we cease to give
To those around us, that become devoured
We stand still, such the coward

Violence, agony, death and despair
Climb up the ranks
Feeding the greed and jealousy
Gee, Thanks!
Yet we are still fascinated, devouring
Their celebrities powering

All these empty thoughts we need to think
Which force our hearts to sink

We need to get back to what is to give
And remember what is like to live

As a community

© September 25, 2009 Deanna Repose
Repoosted from: blog.deannarepose.com

It took a power outage for me to see the light
Of what it is I am really like
To hear the words that you said without the noise
I could listen close, without distraction of toys
I saw the darkness of how I felt surround me
The candle that you lit, so profound within me
Safety, security, as well as desire
Lit so lovingly by that fire

It took a power outage for me to release pent up fear
To see that you are so very near
Never so far away as I sometimes believe
You are here, here with me
You hold my darkness, always at bay
To keep me happy, chase the blues away
I never saw this until the lights went out
When I made the darkness become my doubt

That same darkness that you made light

(C) September 23, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com

People you love
Who know your whole life
They know how to get you
They cut like a knife
You feel great pain
With every word they say
When there are no words
You hear their echoes prey

This brings me to wonder
If it ever occurs to you
That others feel
The same pain you do
When you act in ways
That cut like a knife
Even towards people
Who don't know your whole life

I wonder if you hear yourself
And some of the words you say
And if you hear them
Do you say them anyway

I wonder if you know
How hard it is to love you
When you lash out like this
Toward those that try to

Love you in a moment
Love you in a day
Love you in a month
Love you in their own way

I wonder this because I have felt
Some of the pain you have dealt

Things you've said
Others you've done
All the while I'm trying to love
The person you've become

This brings me to wonder
If my skin is too thick
Because you don't see the blood
Once my heart feels the *****
I try not to tell you
As I can weild a deadly knife
And by trying to hide it
I may be causing more strife
I don't want to hurt you
Or throw things back in your face

Please forgive these errors of mine
My heart is in the right place

September 15, 2009
Hello Poetry Exclusive

Funny how friends are
When you need them most
Some disappear
Some haunt you like a ghost
Some stick around to spread cheer
While others forget who you are

They say you know your friends
In times of tradegy
Sometimes I really wonder
If that's as true can be

Because I noticed something
About my friends this year
I've needed every single one
Whether strange or dear
I've needed every single one
Each at different times
To help me with sadness, death and fear

I needed to be on my own
I needed to be haunted too
I needed to be cheered
I needed to be forgotten, who?

My friends, they know me
Sometimes all too well
They always know to make me better
When my life goes to hell
They always know to help me out
And can make, as always, my heart swell

I hope I return the favor
At least a time or two
And that you, my friend
Can find me when you are blue


© Deanna Repose July 30, 2009

As I drove to work today
I spotted a birthday balloon
Abandoned by the road
Appealing to my sense of wonder

When I got to work I saw the date
I remembered you so well
You left us nine years ago, this passed July
And on this day, this balloon made me want to cry
Because I miss you all over again

I’m hoping you saw the birthday balloon
Hanging onto a string
Standing above the tall grass
Begging to be seen
Screaming “Birthday Girl” in pink and gold
Sending a birthday wish to you in heaven
So that you know I thought of you today


© September 14, 2009 Deanna Repose

I opened my heart wide
Invited you to come inside
You came in to see what's there
Poked & prodded, left a tear

To forgive yourself for what you did
You sewed it up, sealed the lid
Now my heart hurts, aches from inside
Because of hurt you wanted to hide

I wanted you to be a part of me
I gave in, hoping you could be
More than a friend, just someone I know
More like a sister, someone to help me grow

I opened my heart, and my circle of friends
Knowing my friendship never ends
Instead of seeing what I tried to give you
You left me bleeding, broken, & blue


My heart hurts from the inside
Because of hurt you wanted to hide

Written: December 2, 2008