Heaven has blessed me
Looking into those blue eyes
Is the ultimate prize

It sure is dark in here...
I look up and all I see is rock all around
My **** is killing me from sitting on this hard place on the ground

I sure am stuck as you can see
wonder when this rock and hard place will set me free?

We all fall in love or lust many times and there should be times we will actually know the difference. I'm glad I am not still that shy girl who totally messed up her first kiss by sneezing on the poor fella. Now I consider myself to be **** for the most part and now able to tell my man what I want him to do to me with confidence.
Love comes in all forms and shapes and with that comes heart break. We can lose the love of our life or we can lose a loved one from death. The latter is the worst and it is where the heart cannot be repaired.  When my Mom died my heart broke into a million zillion different pieces and when I tried to fit them back together there were actual missing holes. When the love of our life is lost it does hurt but the pieces can still fit back together. The pieces might not fit back the same way but that is because something has changed. Perhaps this something is a change inside of us!  From now on my heart will be tethered to me that way it will not be given away so easily.

I feel it on the tip of my tongue
I feel almost giddy
It's like a secret that I just remembered
I want to get the wording just right
but it's too fuzzy to get the full details
So I try to focus on what I can
I try and write what I see
What I feel
What I hear or taste
I close my eyes
Lean my head back
Then the paddles hit me and bring me out of my dream state
The thoughts vanish in thin air
and I just know I was on the verge of something magic
It could have been a good one
Maybe in those few moments before waking from a dream
I can figure out what I want to say....

The Color of my world keeps changing
Reminds me of a kaleidoscope
One twist and the same pieces
are rearranged to create a different shape
a different color and different picture

Its like the kaleidoscope is my world
and I have mixed the paints to change
the pallet I call my heart.

Sometimes it has spun to color my world
red with dread

Other times it may be spun to color my world
happy with khaki

But regardless of what color has spun
My world will always keep changing  
I just try and go with the flow
Go where the wind takes me

Can't take back what
Has already been
Detestably spewed out

She hums to herself because she is an
unrivaled botcher of lyrics. Her yellow
butter hair swings buoyantly to her tune.
She smells of bubble gum and does not have
a care in the world. She likes to make up her
own words and her own set of rules. This girl
that thinks she has an answer for everything.

There is a continuity of life and death...there is no true end. The best way to describe it is as a circle. We may die in the physical sense but our love and memories move on with the people left behind. My mom may not be with me in the every day sort of life but she is in everything beautiful that surrounds me..everything that I love she is a part of and therefore a part of me that I carry always <3

You are my one true confidant
and keep my secrets well
When touched by my salty diamonds
you never do tell


You swallow up the dark
and fill me with strength anew
Does not matter how much
dark blows through

Just throw it out
and it goes away with the tide
All can be healed
when you have the sea at your side

Let us give thanks for health and food, for family and friends and for us poets let us remember to always be grateful for paper and pen <3

If you don’t want to really know
Then do not ask Granny
She will tell every little ailment
Every little story about what is
going on in her life. I used to be
embarrassed or irritated by it
But hey I was young and dumb.
Now I appreciate her honesty
She earned that right of telling
These stories and telling of what
ails her. She was an awesome mother
and grandmother who always gave
of herself to everyone.
I mean seriously...we are asking
How you doing? So why can’t she
really answer. I wish more people
were like this to tell you the truth.
Do not ask if you really
do not want to know.
I wish I could still ask her
How you doing Granny?
I would sit and listen for
hours if I needed to
I miss you Granny <3

Please sleep come to me tonight
Make my thoughts still
So maybe then I won't feel
Did I ask for too much? I think not
but nothing was exactly what I got
For he has taken my very heart
Stomped it and shred apart
This thing we call love
Feels more like a vicious cycle of pain
We love....We Hurt....We Forgive
Then it begins again

Breathe you all in
Can't help myself
Get ****** in :)

It feels so good to get rid of the unused things
and the clothes that are never worn
Cleaning out the cobwebs and the unused
junk has been therapeutic to say the least
So therapeutic I just cannot seem to stop myself
I have been clearing out people in my life too
The ones who are doing me no good to keep around
The users and abusers got to go
As well with the ones who bring me nothing but negativity