#cautious
Pretend I'm taller
Grabbing god by the collar
Odds never matter
Jul 7, 2025
Jul 7, 2025 at 1:33 AM UTC
What do you do when you don't feel safe in your own head?
Uncomfortable in your own skin, afraid of the demons under your bed
And all the monsters that have been locked away out back in the woodshed
Waiting for the day I said would never come is now right around the bend
It'll be here any moment, why pretend?
I worry more about what was left unsaid
Cautious of the where we're being misled to, not the when
I try not to fear what I can not comprehend
Really couldn't tell you if this is a life I'd recommend
Can't possibly know until the end
So come around again and ask me then
©2024
Jan 10, 2024
Jan 10, 2024 at 5:51 PM UTC
No sound, at a corner of a giant sea rock
With a fisherman’s eyes search, he sits alone,
searches above, around, and down
mindful of predators
Sea winds pass dangers lurking everywhere,
though it can’t see the hawk a half mile away
that is watching its every move
towards fallen acorn seeds, where
A hawk flying down and confused for his life.
A sea wonder sits alone and refused to look into sky,
death by hawks within due to strife,
She, departing the nest from the past.
Of swans, of salmon leaping where
the silver water plummets,
and even when caution
is in the wind, dangers remain
Of glaciers swelling broad and bare
A toast to a fallen hawk, the Lord
pours out his largess there
as long as planets continues.
Jul 23, 2022
Jul 23, 2022 at 5:49 AM UTC
How dull
to be bland in disposition;
Rice pudding and careful cast.
To rarely utter opposition;
Never seeming rude or crass.
Daily wake at half past life,
Run away the tension,
Drink away the strife.
Learn the lines, keep within their border;
Domesticity, Jones, Smiths and order
Played out on a stage of lies.
When did your part smile without the eyes?
Look sideways in the stalls before you clap.
But just once try and go without a map.
Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 1:35 AM UTC
Gaurded mind,
caged heart,
hit by cupid's dart,
and feelings unwind,
Jun 9, 2020
Jun 9, 2020 at 10:29 AM UTC
carefully reaching for your hand
it's the first day I've seen you in person.
I've known you for long enough
that I'm surprised when you grab my hand back.
when I look into your eyes, I see fear, and trepidation, and sadness, but also hope and happiness and love.
I will do everything I can
to keep holding your hand.
you hold mine so gently
so carefully. so kindly.
May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 9:00 PM UTC
****** masks
As we look around,
All we see is humans wearing ****** masks
A world of silencers, a world of social distancing:
Before we use to sit silently and watch the world
Around us: misbehaved: the unruly bunch
Silence is holy it draws attention
To our inner peace: today is the silence of the mask
Draws attention to fear, a fear of us being side track
By this disease, so we wear the mask of silence,
Do you remember, the measles, chickens pox’s
Scarlett fevers and the list when on:
But it’s nothing in comparisons to corona corvid 19
Lockdown: Now it’s staying at home means getting creative
Evaluating our lives, our behavior, our life style..
Was it out of control?
Were we ever essentials?
I hate wearing the mask
It make me feel like a captive, but i know better
Not to wear it: I need protection from you
And you need protection from me.
Because of what Mr. Trump said “the Chinese disease.”
Wearing the mask to do the tasks
Letting go of the hatred enable us to move forward
A world without humans is not a world
Is a silence world:
with one small flower emerging from a rock on a side walk
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 10:28 AM UTC
Twenty years single
I had a problem loving too many people
I know it can be a waste of time
But I can't help but to romanticize
I'm drawn to the rebels because they wear it on their sleeves
A kind of fearless that I wish that I could be
But too many people are depending on me
Sometimes I wish that I wasn't cautious
It's not the first time that I've thought this
If I'm being honest
Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 8:35 AM UTC
mama always told me be careful
who you tell your secrets to
because one day you just might
wake up and your whole world is chaos.
as usual, mama was right.
Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 3:11 PM UTC
on that late night
i saw the train
with all its lights
as it began to rain
i seemed alone
but i saw you
so i wrapped my head
in caution tape
with a feeling of dread
and using my heart as a drape
i picked up a rose
and pricked my finger
as i stood and froze
and you started to linger
i couldn't escape
the sudden stares,
the sudden glares
i was left to hesitate
while paranoia did the same
Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 9:15 AM UTC
how straightforward can you be?
it intrigues me to see how your confidence
replaces your fear of taking risks
the complete opposite
of my cautious being,
stopping at every intersection
wishing to avoid every single hazard
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 2:50 PM UTC
the silence you gave is noxious
it's been a year of cautious
now and then i try to find
the fault in my mind
i might know the anger and sadness
and wish to go back to better times
that stems away from the awkwardness
and the action of my crime
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 9:47 PM UTC
moonshine, puzzles, kryptonite
they will surely take me down
they'll push me left, they'll push me right
shoving me round and round
they'll fill my head like a willing cup
confusing me till I don't know
which end is down, which end is up
as I'm stumbling to and fro
can you blame me for being cautious
can you see it's not just a dream
they'll cause me to be very nauseous
polluting my very bloodstream
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relax,
since two out of three are rarely found
the other you need not be around
I guess you're safe for now
but to keep you from having a cow
I'll help keep a watch for them, anyhow
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 6:03 PM UTC
She’s a fatgirl and she’s sad
‘Cause she knows she’s doing bad
Eating chocolate makes her nauseous
Ain’t no time for being cautious
She don’t give a ‘bout her body
She could eat up anybody
She’s a daughter of her dad
Dad who’s born in Trinidad
They hit KFCs with cash
Empty buckets ‘till they crash
Then she wakes up from this frenzy
Spinnin’ round in burger Benzie
Now she’s puking diamond tears
Meaning that she really cares
She is done with being sad
“I’m a woman here, my dad!”
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 5:37 PM UTC
Where does time go
Do you ever wish
You could go back
and redo
Now that you know
how it turned out
It's the way it is
So when your frustrated
Having a bad day
Be careful what you say
There is no do over
It's in that moment
Your life could change
forever
Listen to yourself
think about it
Without meaning to
It is exactly what happens
in that moment
Regret lasts
you can't take it back
No redo remember
that ...
© Jennifer L DeLong 1/22/2018
Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
With every road
There often leaves a trail
Some are led to darkness
Whereas, others prevail
We as people, must put ourselves
In the right frame of mind
If we are not cautious
We may be left in a bind
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 8:20 PM UTC
They say that when you grow up,
The world will be in your hands.
Yet, small phalanges cannot affect such diversity,
Correct?
The thought is comforting,
However, disagreement tugs me.
This simple body part
Functions in ways that could
Destroy or ****
Fingers dance upon
Passionate melodies
Or provide
Soothing caresses
Assuring you that you are in peace.
But some are stained crimson
With marks of sin.
Callused, rough, and
Ignorant about a
Tender touch.
Nimble and agile, they create
Illusions the human eye
Cannot follow,
Letting them have freedom to
Manipulate and control
Weak minds.
Yet they also spring delight in
Children's eyes.
Their imagination beholds
Tales of magic and fairytales with each
Flick of the wrist.
When you're in a void,
Consumed by your thoughts, just
Weeping,
Regretting,
Loathing,
Aching,
Doesn't a spark light a
Fire of desperate hope
For a savior to pull you out?
Unpredictable movements of doing the
Wrong things for the right reasons,
Or vice-versa,
Who can you really trust?
Unpredictable movements of doing the
Wrong things for the right reasons,
Or vice-versa,
Who can you really trust?
Human hands hold frail things with
Care or recklessness.
Human hands share
Fear or love.
Human hands display
Favor or hatred.
Take my two cents and tread carefully.
The globe is but fragile glass
Entrusted in your hands.
May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 12:33 AM UTC
Falling for you is like stepping off a cliff with my eyes closed.
I can't see the drop,
But deep down I know it's there.
If only I'd open my eyes,
To see if you're down there waiting for me,
But the fear of rejection keeps me cautious.
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 7:28 AM UTC
Sugar cubes get drenched by the rain--
again.
Bedraggled but careless,
You continue to watch them
As if curios in the antique store on a trance lane.
Aggravation makes a chamber in your veins,
What shall the tea be served with?
An insect awake from its slumber watching you,
Pacing back and forth from grass to gravel
Be wary, I'd say--
Keep your wits up-close and within grasp!
You always had the finesse.
The guests won't come until noon, thus,
Go posthaste where they sell butter and Shanghai noodle,
I'll wait for you,
On the doorstep.
The cubes have melting away.
Jan 6, 2017
Jan 6, 2017 at 12:42 PM UTC
I do not just listen--
I analyze,
because the story might have
a real different ending
I do not just glance--
I observe,
for the view might be different
on the other side
It is not wrong to be careful
on what you should believe in
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 6:59 AM UTC
Yes I'm being cautious,
Given the number of people I have lost
why shouldn't I be !
I'm not a robot I too feel things.
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 10:32 AM UTC