Her love for you isn’t real.
No, no, it just can’t be real.
For it is circumstantial, biased, and shallow.
Her lips twitch when she says the words:

“I love you for you
Not your money, your car, your biceps or your security.
I love you blindly”
She said with eyes wide open.

Life lessons - left unlearned
Our compulsion to stare at the sun - leaves eyes burned
Victory through union and acceptance - easily gained.
Escaping loneliness and its crimson stain

( entered in soulpoetrysite.com Acrostic competition---Jan 2010 WINNER)


Loneliness-
Overcome
Vapidity-
Escaped.

( entered in soulpoetrysite.com Acrostic competition--)



Lessons learned,
Our unblind hearts reveal our most
Valued visions are
Everywhere  



Life Lessons learned,
Our unchained hearts reveal
Victorious vision
Escaping



Leaving
Out
Vaccuous
Emotion

Desperate and lonely
you need someone for holding
but that's not how you know me
so you just call me homie
when looking for comforting company
to give aid to your conforming country
then you just start hatefully hunting
to prove you are... something.

You say get in the whip
like you're cool and you're hip
you sound like a **** that is dip
but I need your script in my wrist
so I hop in your motor vehicle
hoping for a hopeless miracle
that you'll stop acting satirical
and break out that bag that is spherical.

That shot must've not sat right
you've been looking for a fight
all narcotic night
your sardonic sight
has been on pointed humor to get me annoyed
but I don't feel like Robert Downey Jr. or Pink Floyd
when you interrupt my ****** stupor to argue like boys
I just want to be a user drama devoid.

You spit and stunt
telling me if I don't roll the blunt
I can get the **** out of your car
I ask why you're acting hard
is it emotional scars?
Or Xanax bars?
This planet's marred
with cancer hearts
you play your part
by trying to act cool
thus making the world colder
you look like a piece of stool
but think you're a soldier.

My shoulders shrug high
saying I don't want to be Drug Guy
so there's no need to be unkind
we can talk about this sometime
once you're unblind
but until then
see not me
with your peacocking
you seem cocky
but scream softly.

You call me a *****
I say try me and you'll see
it'll only be fueling
an endless cycle of dueling
but you want to be the crazy one
so your choices are hazy ones
and your ideas lazy ones
like playing nun
for gaming funds
then regarding yourself as a mature man
everyone can smell your manure ****.

Soft
but still my loft.
You aren't rough
and tough
inherently-
but you can be.

Not for me only, you care
but for four you despair.
In this tournament of juggling
no one knew you were struggling.

How can you be so gentle
when the world treats you like a rental?
This makes me cry.
A heart so grand must never die.

I had a glimpse of uphill
shattered by your will.
I only knew something was wrong
'cause your stubble was a little long.

I peeked 'round the corner.
You didn't notice me- your daughter.
Your face was taught with wretched thoughts
but relaxed into love when I got caught.

You were trapped in your minds corner
where -no longer- it was a little warmer
The clouds looked like they hadn't been washed in a while.
But you still smiled.

When you say you admire another
for their unique kind of thunder-
I try to unblind you-
see: Only you can turn the sky cove blue
after a hurricane Sandy
makes my life feel unhandy.

You never ask if I Love you
cuz' you know I simply do.
I finally know why you're so rad-
cuz' you're sent from above, Dad.

- Tronel V.

Lemonade Listerine
She says
Is the best thing to use
When trying to say,

I love you.

When were you
Milk is the same as bread
Sure you knew?
When it's you and you.

Stars, they know
I am you
What do they know?
I am you.

Songs of experience
A touched' river
One's who has said
And who has lied

To see is to see
Is to see

And never to preach

Or sell you down the river.

Imagine truth

For free.

Your deceitful words and actions will forever be in my mind.
They hurt like hell but thank to them i stand unblind
And realize with pain, that you were never mine

You ask for a forgivness i can never give,
Despite how much our voices we crave
with that we shall ever live.


You left me with a fear i've never felt,
Your pain made me forget how i used to melt
in your gaze, but now my heart for peace only prays...

In your face like empty space
Attitude all over the place
Tough as nails, an’ soft as grace

One of four an’ four of one
A killer voice, second to none
That’s how to get your slaying done

Imagine what it feels to be
Something that can set you free
Unblind your eyes an’ let you see

Right out front with that voice
Enslaved our soul in hellish choice
Of rebellion and some sweet rejoice

We left him dying in the street
Buried by fame for all to greet
Crucified in stone at our feet

He is gone, but his song remains
Forever heard in the soul’s refrains
Freedom sings in breaking chains.

Up and down the slide,
it’s really a short ride,
I try to have drive,
I am still alive,
I continue to strive,
I have reached the ground unblind,
I am going back up the ladder,
wonder if I’ll feel the same after.
Every trip down the slide,
every second on the swing,
every time I touch the ground after the firepole
or twirl a ring.
I play this game alone,
see who else comes along,
I go up and down the slide,
not doing anything
wrong.

cradled in this heart
another heart bound in caverned Love
beats a rhythm on a seashore
so far distant that it left footprints
as guides

fallowed in this heart
another heart encompassed in shallowed love
boats its rower on confused melody
like a splooted animal
decides

to rest

a heart unites the divides
spools slowly slowly
its Love from a wheel
winds thready gossamers together on a distaff
knits the splooted with unsplooted
a generosity unanswered by the blind
and unlooked for by the unblind

how, then, is Love chimed?
how harmonized? how composed?
how, then, is Love sung?
spool it out deep into the Universe
to be unsung
as it is plucked on the Harp of Creation


c. 2024 Roberta Compton Rainwater

stars crust as their facsimiles

bleed through,

twinkling halls of mirrors.

both blind and unblind to the

same reflection--stones warming

to serpents.

all the lights left on, backed by all

the lights left off...