Is it okay that I still love you?
Even knowing what you did?
I knew nothing at the time
Hell, I was just a kid

I sometimes got the feeling
That maybe you were mean
But I'd push it from my mind
Like some forgotten dream

You used to tell me stories
Before I'd go to sleep
You shared with me imagination
But kept your secrets hidden deep

As I grew into a woman
You gave me great advice
You taught me to be honest
For to lie you pay a price

You told me I was beautiful
And you loved to hear me sing
I never felt you judge me
I could tell you any thing

By then my sister and brother
Had left to escape your fury
You made us think they alone were guilty
A swift exile by judge and jury

I believed they were to blame
Yes, I believed your lies
Even though Dad's heart was broken
Even when I heard his cries

As the years progressed
You shared a little of your tale
About your bastard of a father
And how he put you all through hell

Your last years were full of pain
You suffered much before your death
You begged them for forgiveness
Then you took your final breath

But the damage was too great
And we would not recover
We remained estranged
From our sister and our brother

Since your death I've learned the truth
What you did, and what was done to you
My hearts breaks for the abuse you gave
And the hell that you went through

Now my heart is so confused
I don't know how to feel
Is it okay to love you?
Is the woman I knew even real?

I can't explain it any better
And I don't know what to do
I wish some one would just tell me
Is it okay to love you?

A poem I wrote about my mother many years after her death, when I learned the truth about what she had kept hidden from her children.  So much more than could fit in any poem.  I remain confused about a lot of things, but I love her.  I am me, in part at least, because of her.  What ever wrongs she committed, she is my mom and I'll always love her.
Laura Duran Jul 25

my mind is playing tricks on me
I thought I saw your face
next second gone, just like that
not the slightest trace

I must be going crazy
I thought I heard you call my name
but only silence greeted me
is my mind really playing games?

I thought I felt your tender touch
when I turned, you were not there
although goose bumps broke out on my skin
couldn't find you anywhere

you left me, oh so long ago
yet still you're on my mind
you'd think that I'd be over you
living life and doing fine

why then, am I seeing you
feeling your familiar touch?
why then are you haunting me?
why do I miss you this damn much?

I wish I could just let it go
banish thoughts of you away
I wish I could erase it all
or make it so you stayed

but I don't have that power
so here I am alone
hour after hour
trying to make it on my own

my mind is playing tricks on me
for here you are again
like I'm dreaming while awake
when will this madness end?

always the same, you show yourself
when void of company
when no one's here to witness
the way you come to me

perhaps I am going crazy!
it could be worse for me
at least one thing is certain
I won't ever again be lonely

I'll finally have you back again
and life won't be so sad
living in my crazy world
might  not be so bad

I may have lost touch with reality
I may be lost in wonderland
but I've made up my mind, I'm staying
reality will just have to understand

Bennett
was a big boy
a bruiser to look at
but he was a pussy cat
once you got
to know him.

He loved history
like I did
and he sat
at the desk
in front of mine.

He was wide
so I couldn't see
past him
so had to look
over his shoulder
to see the board.

Bennett
Mr Finn said
where was
the Magna Carta signed?

At the bottom Sir
Bennett said.

Fits of laughter
and guffaws.

QUIET
Mr Finn shouted
I meant
where about
in England
was it signed
the teacher
stated firmly.

Runnymede Sir
Bennett said
reddening.

Anyone else
where is Runnymede?

Kids looked
at each other.

I put up my hand
(a rare occurrence).

Yes Coles?
Finn said
eyeing me.

Surrey Sir
I said.

Right who signed
the Magna Carta?
Finn asked
anyone except
Bennett?

King Henry VIII
said Dennis
wiping his finger
(snot green)
on his grey
trouser leg.

Finn shook his head
anyone else?

Bloody Mary
a girl sitting next
to Helen said.

Finn sighed
Coles?

King John Sir
I said
looking at
Bennett's back
broad as an oxen.

Correct
Finn said
and wrote it
on the board
with dates
and names
in white chalk.

There was silence
no murmuring
no grinning
no talk.

KIDS IN A LONDON SCHOOL 1958

~~°♡°~~

He had died upon a cross
Three days laid to rest
Women came unto His tomb
With a vision blessed

As they saw the stone was moved
An angel then appeared
"Why is it you come to seek
A man who is not here?"


They looked into the tomb and saw
The cavity was bare
The shroud was neatly folded
But Jesus wasn't there!

The joy they felt beatific
When Jesus did they see!
They obeyed His next command
To meet at Galilee

In amazement and some fear
The women ran to others
Proclaimed the news Christ was alive
To the waiting brothers!

And two of the disciples
Did walk to Emmaus
To find the Lord amongst them
Though their eyes they could not trust
When they could see, and found it He
Said, "Our hearts burned within us!"

Then Jesus came, good as His name
To folk who were to wait
He showed his scars, the telltale mars
Sat with them and ate!

He led them up to Bethany
Blessed them all around
They were amazed, with His hands raised
He was lifted from the ground!
Can you imagine trumpeting?
Can you hear the sound?
Could there be it's equal?
In glory to be found?
Jesus rose to heaven

The clouds were then His

CROWN



SøułSurvivør
(C) 4/16/2017

I wanted this poem to be Biblically accurate.
Jesus didn't ascend into heaven on the third day, but appeared to thousands of people
before His Ascension!

HAVE A VERY BLESSED
RESURRECTION SUNDAY!

♡ Catherine
Laura Duran Jun 23

Whether I'm by your side or miles and miles away
Even when we inevitably go our separate ways
You'll be with me

I choke up with the thought of not seeing your face
But even if, I must suffer this fate
You'll be with me

When there isn't a road left to take, or mistakes left to make
When we run out of words and there's nothing left to say
You'll be with me

When I've lived out my life and find the end of my days
Until my sins are all counted and my debts have been paid
You'll be with me

You'll be in a memory, in my heart, tucked away
And my sister, I wouldn't have it any other way
You'll be with me

Until God makes me whole once again
And I'm finally back with my very best friend
You'll be with me

I promise....I swear...now and forever
You'll always be with me

For my sister on her birthday, with all my love
Laura Duran Jun 19

Just a quick post to say Happy Father's Day to all the dads of HP.
Hope your day was filled with happiness and love.  
May you be blessed.

Laura Duran Jun 13

Who can say that they've never known pain?
Who can say they've no regrets?
If there is one among you, you're either lucky or lying

Pain and I are old friends
He keeps me company on those long lonely nights
Regret, she too is my constant companion

"That's life"  they say
I can't argue....that's my life
I suppose it's true for many

I keep moving forward
I treat people as I would want to be treated
People don't always offer me the same courtesy

"That's life" they say
I can't change it....I've tried
I suppose it's true for many

Time marches on, things change
People get older, things stay the same
That's life....or so I've heard

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