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 Oct 2013 Timothy Kenda
g clair
Semolina!
your'e the queena my cold morning
Sweet Farina!
Cream of Wheat without adorning
and no one makes it like my mom
who has a knack
for food transforming
she melts the butter in a lake
and the mountains are so warming

Semol----ina,
Semolina I love you

Sweet Wheatina!
how you stick with me
all morning
in the steama
from the ***
us kids were swarming
and we loved the one who
got us up
and sent us bundled off
to school
well you made us feel
much happier
since the lunch was not as cool

Semoli----na,
My Semolina
I love you
Semoli----na,
My Semolina
I love you

Semolina
well you're the queena my cold morning
and i do dreama
'bout how far you came
to warm me
cause your the creama
all the crops
grown out
in Italy
and I'm thankin
' God for
every grain
from you to me.

Semoli---na
Semolina, I love you
Semoli---na
Semolina, I love you

Semolina!
 Oct 2013 Timothy Kenda
Emily
Thank you,
Best Friend
For bringing me
Comfort
Security
Love
Generosity
You keep me sane
I love you
Dedicated to Ben.

© Peyton 2013
 Oct 2013 Timothy Kenda
kenye
I wanna paint you 
like one of my French poems
With words I'll create for you a *** scene
From Je T'Aime
To Le petit mort
Starting to feel 
Used and abused
Done to death like a *****
The dark side of something beautiful
The holy ghosts that rise 
and infest the soul
With inspiration to avenge the dead
You stood there naked
And wanted nothing more
Than to ravage my skin
With your defense mechanisms
I'm your own little release
For the sake of art

Diamond
in 
the
rough
me 
up
buttercup
smooth.
****.
the calm and sultry
seductive melody.
Love.
unforeseen,
un-foretold,
unexpected –
yet oh so desired.
tantalizing and methodical,
the smiles and teasing
make one shiver,
breathe deep
at the thought…
the memory…

So smooth.
slow and melancholy,
uplifting only when it suits…
suit –
elegant yet worn.
scarred but not scared.
The song of everlasting…
love?
romance?
Are they in love?
or falling,
fading apart?

so smooth.
so ****.
Eyelids close
and heads sway.
smoke lingers,
and lovers dance.
shivers return
as well as the doubts.
Breathe deep
at the memory.
 Oct 2013 Timothy Kenda
NitaAnn
******-Angry girl took over last night. She is explosive with rage and it is fierce and uncontrolled. She physically and verbally abuses the little girl inside of me, and although she is not a threat to anyone but us, she does like to verbally abuse Dear Therapist, via email. Sometimes a few months will go by without her taking over, sometimes only a few weeks, but she has been present since Monday, relentlessly torturing the rest of us. She wants to die. She cannot handle the pain, the past is overwhelming and she knows of no other way out. She strongly believes that Dear Therapist manipulated the 5 year old into trusting him, and then once he declared victory of getting the untrustable to trust, he decided he could just take off and not be there for her. And Angry Girl HATES Dear Therapist for that! Because after all these years of independence and never relying on anyone to help or “be there”, now the baby who cries for Dear Therapist’s help at night, drives us f#%king crazy!

Not only did ******-Angry girl cut me last night, she sent some emails to Dear Therapist. Emails that were discovered today when I checked my sent file. ******-Angry Girl wants to cut the whiny baby out of my body. She hates her. She wants Dear Therapist to go away. She hates him too.

Below is an excerpt from the emails sent to Dear Therapist. It’s ******-Angry Girl’s anger that scares me. She will **** me…it’s only a matter of time. She won’t stop until it happens. She has no will to live she wants only to escape the endless pain.

Angry ****** Girl: I am not fearful of death. ******* welcome it! Hope u enjoyed ur vacation! Thanks for caring and taking my "fear" seriously" (huge amounts of dripping poisonous sarcasm!) Ur so great and I'm so nothing! So I shouldn't be missed! and I guess ur "best" doesn't include calling me bk n 24 hrs- does it? For future reference, get a ******* back-up! There will be times when the "crazy" clients can't wait for a week to ******* deal w/a "non-existent" fear!!! **** u and ur ******* rose colored glasses! I'm not afraid of ******* dying! Dying will be a ******* relief!!! **** that man! **** that sorry man who calls himself Dad! He ******* Ruined all of it! ******* hate u! I ******* hate u and ur ******* "stay present"! U ******* stay present in my body every ******* nite! I ******* told u it was bad! But as usual, u blew me off "it’s only 3 emails" no big deal" **** u!!! It may not be a big deal to u, but it was a huge ******* deal to me!!! But **** it! Obviously that wasn't impt to u! Becuz I don't matter! Nothing here that can hurt me right now!?!?U go ahead and believe that - w/ur rose colored glasses on, dear therapist- becuz he will **** me. And when he does, don't ******* preach "theresz nothing that can hurt u right now, Nita" nothing. Ur so ******* wrong about that! In fact, I'm offended tht u even said it! How contradictory of u! "ur fear is real to u- I've nvr said it isn’t" Really? That's not what ur ******* saying now!? I hope when I'm dead u don't preach that **** to someone else. I hope if someone else comes to u and tells u he's going to **** her u ******* think about me and what happened to me- and ******* believe it! Becuz it IS real right the **** now!!!! It is ******* real!!! This could not have worked out better! ******* ***** is aware that u don't hear her now- so she won't tell anything! We are done- I can cut her out of her misery! Finally!!!

It will never stop. There is no way it will ever stop. I am discouraged and hurting. There is no escape. There are no answers. There is nothing but this endless pain. And he doesn’t care. I tried to tell him, but he doesn’t listen. It’s worse when he’s gone. And he can kiss my *** with his “Put it in a safe container” – HELLO!!!! There’s no way to contain it! It’s like trying to put pour rain back into a cloud! Why the hell can’t he see that? There’s no way to ‘check’ the pain at the door when I ******* leave his office! It’s ******* Hotel California! There is no escape! I cannot leave.
So tired of the fighting with the ******-Angry Girl...need to find a way to make her stop...put her to rest for good. I am battle-weary and so tired...I am waving the flag of surrender...
 Oct 2013 Timothy Kenda
Jacqui
Blue and White
Bleed in our hearts.
We fight together,
A family that will not part.

The flicker of the candle,
light the flame of hope,
a loss that's hard to handle,
how are we to cope?

Taken from us too soon,
heaven has gained an angel,
In our souls her words are now a tune,
The grief is beginning to strangle.

Danvers is a town of love,
one that works together to overcome,
this tragedy will be a shove,
to light to goodness in our hearts, Ms. Ritzer is where it's from.
10/24/13
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