Heaven's Next Angel

If I had one more chance to ask
I’d ask you why you were so sad?
Wish you could have let me in
so you wouldn’t feel so bad
I was always just one call away and
would have listened without judgment
If you needed me all you had to do
was ask for help and
I would have been right there
If you doubted that
well you should’ve asked your son
I’m sure he would have told you
in my book family’s number one

Yes, I had sorrows too but
I would have pushed my pain aside
If I knew you were so blue
The pills were a gamble you took
Now look, you are heaven’s next angel
I hope God gives you your wings soon
So your spirit can surround us with
the love only you can give

I sit here as tears dwell deep
within my heart for you
A heart that now has a missing piece
a piece you took with you
So heaven’s next angel here’s to you

Dear Santa

You ask her what she’d like this year
that flickering evil twinkle in your eye
as she sits upon your knee
You know the one that twinkle you
tried to hide so no one but
your future Misses could see

Oh dear Santa you were a bad boy back then
What did a good girl like her ever see in your bright beautiful eyes?
A girl who turned into the woman you chose
The woman who swears she will love you as much at Christmas time
as she does all year round

So in answer to your question
Well dear Santa Mrs. Claus
has been extra good this year
Don’t you think it’s time she gets the
gift she’s always wanted?
Dear Santa in case you didn’t know
The only gift your Misses wants and
could ever want is you!

Talking in Her Sleep

It’s just after midnight
She’s talking again to whom they wonder
for now only God knows 
What could be causing this much chatter on her part?
Could it be stress do to her being unable to express herself at times?
As a matter of fact her sleep is one of the only places
she allows herself to feel the emotions she’s kept
bottled up throughout her day
They think she’s having another late night chat with her man
so they do their best to ignore her

Yet when she continues talking they come to
her room to see what’s wrong
They ask and she tells them anything
they want to know
She’s unaware of the fruits she spills
while talking in her sleep
Things she’d never say in daylight

If you’ve been hurt by what you’ve heard from her
while she’s talking in her sleep
she now offers her deepest apologies
Yet if you don’t want to know what she really thinks
don’t ask while she’s talking in her sleep

The Other Woman

You say men do it all the time 
sleep with women for one thing and one thing only
Then the next morning they forget them
at least until  they need a warm body to
remind them how a woman feels
You ask yourself why can’t I be like those men?

Well, here’s how I see the situation
You’re a beautiful woman who’s looking for love
in all the wrong places
A woman who deserves more than
you give yourself credit for
You deserve to be a man’s princess
if that’s what you choose 
Why would you settle for a man’s second best? 
Why be the other woman?

 

To All My Sisters

Sisters aren’t just little girls who at one time or another
want to be just like you
They aren’t just little girls who annoy you
with countless why this and why that questions
If you’re lucky like I’ve been
God will bring you sisters you never thought you’d meet
at different points in your life


To all my sisters I would like to say
thank you for all you’ve taught me and
for all the love you’ve shown
I’m proud of the women you are
All my sisters have held and will continue to hold
their own special places in my heart
Just in case I haven’t told you lately
I love you all

One Moment

Life sometimes has a weird way of showing
you even when you’re lost and
can’t seem to rise above your pain
There is someone who has it worse
then you could’ve imagined for yourself
Yet some people have no way to change
what’s happening to them

In one moment the realization that
her mother has cancer but
God may still grant her a miracle
hit her like a ton of bricks
She is here to tell you now
if He calls her mother home
she will be heartbroken
Though it is through that pain and
everything her mother has been teaching her
throughout the years that
she will gain the strength to pick herself up and
dust herself off moving on

She knows her mother wouldn’t want her trapped
in grief for the rest of her life so
she’ll do what she can to make her proud
Maybe then the mother she loves
can look God in the eye, smile and say
I raised two great women
Don’t you think?

A documentary on the hardships in Africa
She saw young children caring for themselves and
their families because their caregivers were
sick or dying from illnesses related to HIV/AIDS
Her heart goes out to those children and she
will keep them in her prayers

For the first time she thanked God for showing
her she doesn’t really have it all that bad
and at least she can carry on and be proud of
the legacy her mother will leave behind one day

Yours

My heart is broken in pieces but
I know the broken pieces will mend if
I put them in your hands so
with faith I give you this heart you created for me
God, here’s my heart
As you know my love his been and
will continue to be  yours forever

You see the tears I cry and
the ones trapped behind my eyes          
Like my heart these tears are yours
dry them If you wish or let
them fall teaching me lessons along the way        

I may not understand what
you have in store for me or those I love
As I’ve always said you never give us
more than we can handle
The will is yours and
I’ll have faith no matter
 what your plans are

Single Rose

When you first met your single rose
she was sweet, but green round the gills as they say
Innocence dripped like morning dew from her fragile pedals and
in love was a great place to be  
To her well, love oh love meant forever 
She was getting ready to blossom taking her first steps
into a world that at times has been cold and cruel
All the while with newfound strength

she was there for you whenever you needed her     

Well my dear, a few years have passed
Her life not the carefree one you’re used to
Love has changed in her eyes
For her it hasn’t been the same
You‘re used to your single rose being the
roots that keep you grounded and safe

from all the heartache in the world

Baby you have been so wrapped up in your life
You can only see what you want through the rose colored glasses
you have chosen to wear  
How can she shield you from pain when
her heart ache is this bad?
She needs someone to be her single rose and
she loves you, and always will but
she’s so sorry you just aren’t the one

 

 

Forever Changed

She didn’t think she’d be here
In this place where she’d have to grow up
and be the woman everyone told her she could be
at least not this soon
Now she knows she can be that woman
the one who has to be strong when her tears want
nothing more than to fall for hours on end
Like many moments of her past have done
she is and always will be forever changed

Now she’s in a place where the strongest woman
she’s ever known is praying that the cancer she’s
trying to beat doesn’t take her from this world
So far as she can tell the strongest woman
she knows and loves is winning the battle
for her life
The love she feels for this woman makes her
do everything she can for a mother who would
do and has done nothing less for her

People have asked if her faith is shaken
She’d be the first to admit there have been times
thoughts of a life without her have made this daughter
wish she could take her place
It’s weird but her faith has only gotten stronger
her relationship with God has forever changed again
If it weren’t for Him she wouldn’t be here to take care of
the mother whom will never be far from her thoughts

Love Story

We are used to hearing the typical love story

you know the kind

The kind traditional fairytales are made of

When boy meets girl then falls in love and

in the end, they get married with the hope that

the bond they share will last forever

The love story she is about to put to paper is not typical

This one is the story of two women who like the

boy meets girl scenario met, fell in love

Then after fighting for what they believe in

they got married inspiring her more than they may ever know

Showing her and others that love doesn't take just one form

Yet unlike the typical love story theirs doesn't end there

You see these two want it all

They want to be mothers and

she, well she can't blame them

This inspires her too

She hopes all their dreams come true and

she can't wait to see what happens next

Running Away

Today has been a day she wishes she
could forget ever even happened
A day when her friends seen to
feel as blue as she does
She feels as blue as a cloudless sky
Even someone as optimistic as she
tries to be can feel like running away
Oh God she sees nothing but gray

If she ran where could she go?
Would her heart let her forget the stabbing pain
that has made its home there for three long months
if only for a while?
Her lover’s arms are what feel like miles
beyond her reach
She knows he’d wrap her in his love
if only he could be in the same place she was

When she lays her head down tonight
She’ll pray that He gives her strength to
stay grounded and fight the urge to
run as far and as fast as she can
one day she hopes her heart
will be as light as it once was

Summer Times

It’s hot as hell in the Florida sun in the summertime
So hot one can find themselves diving into a cool pool of
blue in a friend’s backyard or a bluish green ocean
on the shore of a white sandy beach
Just to get some relief from the beaming rays of sun
on hot summer days
Yet the heat brings back memories of Summer times of
great joy from her past
A past she wishes she could’ve frozen and
thawed out as life seems to be throwing curveballs at her right and left

Whenever she thinks of summer times she
sees a young carefree girl with dreams as vast as her imagination
A girl with no worries of what could or should be
when time seemed to do nothing but crawl and
two weeks felt like a lifetime
A girl just living in the what was from one moment to the next

As she sits here she can’t help but wonder if
there are still summer times of great joy left to be had
She’d give anything to be carefree once again
Thank God she has the summertime memories of her past to hold on to
For she knows it is these summertime memories that
may be part of the source of strength
she needs to make it through life from now on

I Wish I Could’ve Loved You

Dear Ex lover who shall remain nameless
Not because I'm ashamed of who you were but
I can admit the truth to myself now
The truth is oh sweet memory of my past
I'm ashamed of how I treated you
someone that loved me more then I deserved
You gave me your heart my dear
asking nothing but love in return
How could I have been so blind?
I wish I could've loved you
the way you loved me

I tried sweetheart I really did
You and I were young and well
I didn't even know what love was at the time
Yet no matter what I tried I couldn't make
my heart feel something it didn't
The love I once felt and still feel for you is like
the love between best friends
A love without end

I know this poem comes years too late and
the dreams you had of us lay broken at my feet
For all those broken dreams and
your broken heart I'm so sorry
I wish I could've loved you
the way you loved me
If you ever read this
I hope you find a girl who
can love you more than I could, and or did
Love, the girl who thinks of you
more often than you know

Wishful Thinking

The darkness of night is fading
from a cool yet bright multicolored sky
Her nightmares of fear which
sometimes lead to tears are replaced
on this morning with sweet daydreams of him

The sweet daydreams of the man she loves
How does he do that?
How does he make her want to jump through the phone
giving him the “what for” one minute and
making her lose herself in these
sweet daydreams the next?

It's a little after eight now
She hears a key in her door and
still lost in her romantic daydream of him asks silently
Could it be my love?
When it isn't she thinks
damm it's only my wishful thinking!

Emotions On Fire

She smiles despite feeling like
she might explode into countless Pieces
Burning through a dark night that may never end
The screams in her head full of raw emotions fighting to be heard
Her emotions on fire at this very moment
can't seem to find her voice which would grant
them some much needed release

Why can't her loved ones take a little time out of
their so called busy lives to see where she's coming from?
She has taken time to listen to their tears fall, but
all they want is to hide from her
Ok that's fine they can hide
There's only one more thing they should know
Hiding causes emotions on fire instead,
this is a time she and her family need to
pill together as one

She hopes she'll be able to quiet
the screams in her head
Cooling the fire of her raw emotions
Then as she always does she'll pray
putting her emotions on fire in His hands

Well, It Could Be Worse

Her mom could've had no warning
that the lord may call her soon
leaving her family to ask
Why didn't we say this?
Why didn't we do that?

Now she has a chance to say the things she
wants her mom to know and ask
the questions she always wanted to
You best believe as soon as she and her mom
find the time she will pepper her with the questions
only a mom can answer
Well, it could be worse

Her mom might not have had the chance to
make memories that she and her loved ones
will hold close to their hearts for the rest of their lives
Memories she'll wrap herself in like a blanket
on a cold dark and lonely night
if God must call for her

Even though she admits she's asked
God more than once
Why my mom, why now
doesn't she deserve to have
many more years of happiness ?
Well, it could be worse

She could turn her back on her faith and
the lord she grew to love
Falling into a darkness she sank into before
The truth is He was there when she needed Him and
He brought her into the light
She knows He'll be there when she needs Him again

She hopes this poem will show all its readers
no matter what you're going through
There's always someone who isn't as
fortunate as you
So, before your spirit falls to low
just say well, it could be worse

Beautiful Man

You are a beautiful man without a doubt
The kind of man yes even with flaws
who she'd still like to believe is her perfect complement
She even finds herself believing you
hung the moon just for her
in her late night better than ice cream kind of dreams
Your smile makes her heart leap out of her chest
Baby you had her heart from the first time she saw you
in the wake of your seven year absence

The only thing she wonders is where has your sense of romance gone?
She writes of a love that you say still burns red hot, but
you haven't done anything to prove it
Now when she talks of you sadness pulls at her heartstrings
All she's ever asked you is to be there
Well' where are you?
Her life isn't easy and no one ever said it would be
She wishes as you say everything will be okay
This isn't high school hun
where the worst thing was a bad grade
they call it real life

She will love you and be there like
she promised she would be
If you want more you must give more
That beautiful man is
the way it has to be

Wondering

She got news no daughter wants to hear
her mom is ill with cancer and now she prays every day that
God will intervene making it go away
A cancer that let's be honest could
leave she and her loved ones without their rock
A thought she can't help, but
think about alone in her room at night
While she tries not to cry aloud
Yet her mom's illness and the outcome of it
aren't the only matters causing her heart pain
in this very moment

The man who loves her with all his heart
The one who said he'd be there for her
through thick and thin
after she shared the news
The one whose hands she put her heart in
from seventeen until forever came
hasn't been there in the ways she needs him to be

Where is he?
Does he even care?
Is it too much for her to ask for him to be there
Like she has for him in the not so distant past?
with an open mind and the heart she fell in love with

Now she's wondering
If she should let him go and go
back to square one to find a man that can and
wants to give her more
She has so much love to give and
feels he may not be the one anymore

Like she's told him before
There's more to love than talking about
sex twenty four seven
She knows the decision is hers and
hers alone to make
She doesn't want to leave a broken heart in her wake, but
a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do

The Realist

 

She asked a question
because she and her mom had been talking about her ending treatment and
going back to work, if her mom’s care team
gave her the “all clear” to do so
The question she asked was one
her mother didn’t want to answer and
when she thought about how it might sound
It was too late to turn the asked back into the unasked
She knows some must be thinking
Okay, what was the question?

Well, she asked her mom if she thought about what
stopping her current treatment for her illness might mean
Her mother’s response was,
“Yes, among other things I’m trying not to think about
stop being so negative!”
Upon hearing the word negative she
resisted the urge to scream
“I’m not trying to be negative
I’m just trying to be the realist in this conversation!

If anyone knows how horrible reality
can seem at moments, she does
Sometimes she wishes she could
float down that river in Egypt
The river some call the Denial
Hell, even she must admit that
would be the easiest course of action to take
Although, her mom’s life means more to
her than hiding from the truth

Like The Rain

Like the rain pouring from dark ominous clouds outside her window
from a storm named Debbie
Her spirit has a dark gray and gloomy air about it
At least in this moment as the darkness hangs over both inside and out
It feels as ifshe may never see the beauty of sunlight again
She’s trying to be strong, but
in times such as this it’s hard not to dissolve into tears

She’s usually a very positive woman, but
even positive women have dark nights of their souls
from time to time
Now it’s her turn to lean on others but
she can’t find some of her so called friends anywhere
The ones she’s has bent over backwards for
when they needed someone to hold them up
Where did they go?
It’s not like she’s surprised
No need to worry though,
like an old friend who never lets her down
The poetry she loves will be there
just as it always has been and always will be

What Am I to Learn?

In this life you gave me there have been
lessons I wish I never had to learn
Yet on the other side of darkness at least so far as I’ve seen
there has been a beautiful light of strength waiting to wrap itself around me
What am I to learn from the possibility of
this type of heartbreak though?
What am I to learn through the silent tears I cry
for her in the stillness of the night?

You’ve got all the answers I need
please answer the prayers of a daughter’s heart
You know I’d come back to you in a moment no questions asked and
give her back the life she gave me
If it meant her candle would never burn out
I know in time you’ll show me
what you want to teach me

Sometimes the anger I feel over the pain I may face
makes me want to run away from you
I just wish my family could be spared
You’ve taught me that wishes turned to prayers can come true
so I’ll keep praying because it’s all I can do

Game of Love

When she first met him he couldn’t stop bragging about

a woman he met on the internet
A woman he’d known only a short while, but
one he already called his soul mate
As time would tell this soul mate had plans of her own that
did not include playing
his romantic version of the game of love
The saddest part of all this is she saw his heartbreak coming
before all the talk of marrying his soul mate and living happily ever after began  If she were to tell friends she was happy to hear him talk marriage
she’d be lying and her mama taught her lying was wrong 

Hell even she had and still has a crush on this sexy man but
she knew then as well as now she couldn’t have him
That’s alright she’ll cherish the friendship they have and
what a friend he’s been since they’ve met
When he moved he took part of her heart along with him
a part that will always be his  
It has been said if you love someone let them go
if they find their way back to you it’s meant to be

He is, and she hopes he always will be a hopeless romantic so giving of his heart and soul

To all the women that have done him wrong
you best be glad she doesn’t  know you
You’re all probably wishing for one more chance but,  
she hates to be the bearer of bad news
your game of love is over

What She Taught Me

Over the past few weeks I’ve been asked a question
that makes me smile both inside and out
every time someone asks it
Who is the mother and who is the daughter?
I smile as I think it’s my turn to be there for her
the way she’s been there for me through the years
Even though I wish the situation she now faces was different
I believe as she does, she will receive her miracle soon

She has given me a mothering spirit and
taught me how to be strong when all I want is to let my tears fall
for the mother and best friend she is and always will be
If it seems like our roles have been reversed maybe they have but
I’m going to keep loving her with the same mothering spirit
even though she tells me I annoy her at times
I guess the mothering spirit comes with a side of over protectiveness but
I’m not changing anytime soon because that’s what she taught me

What Do I Really Mean To You?

I hear the faint sound of a small flute playing
In an instant I realize that sound is my text alert and
you have sent me a text message
Oh this can’t be good, I say as I read the text you sent
my hands moist from sweat that has now gathered in my palms because
I have a feeling I know what’s coming next
The message the same as it has been since I’ve known you
Hey Sweetie, I’m so sorry I, I have somewhere else to be or
something else to do, do you mind if I come in late?

I text back, no I’ll see you when you get here
take your time  and be careful

I’ve given up the hope of ever hearing the one
question you asked the first time you were ever late
Can I make the time I missed up to you?

My text alert goes off again twenty to thirty minutes laterThis time your text reads I’m so sorry I don’t know if
I’ll be in at all again I’m so sorry!
What you don’t know is by this point I’m so pissed
I can’t see strait
Your I’m sorrys are beginning to fall on death ears

How would you feel if you had a daughter like me;
who needed help and she couldn’t get it because    
someone wasn’t there when she needed them?
I know for a fact, you’d raze hell
until she got what she needed
If you’d do that for her, why can’t you be here for me?

I then think to myself, how the hell do you
ever expect to get paid if you are never here?
Oh don’t get me started on your paycheck
I realize you are entitled to one if you work the hours
As I’ve told you I’m sorry that your last two were late but,
I have no control over that and I’ll tell you now
I did not need to receive your texts saying
you had nothing to show for all the time you worked
What about my gratitude?
I have done everything I can to show you
how much I care
Does that mean nothing to you?

You say we’re friends, do friends discuss paychecks every week!
To be honest I’d really like the answer to one question
What Do I Really Mean To You?
I don’t want you to tell me what you think I want to hear
unless it is the God’s honest truth

Spoken Word Poetry

You may ask why she likes spoken word poetry
Well sometimes she likes the topics these poets
choose to write about
While at other times she likes to view the world
from a fresh and different perspective
Yet she mostly likes this form of
self expression due to the passion it provokes
This passion is the same passion that
flows through her body before she
sits down at her computer to write

Her YouTube favorites list is
full of poems she wishes she’d written
Then she realizes it’s her turn to keep bringing
her brand of passion for this art form to
YouTube so she might inspire the next generation of spoken word poets

Worry’s Love Affair with Me

Worry and I have been going round and round
in a dance similar to a new couple’s first trip around the dance floor
for weeks on end now and I’m getting tired of
Worry’s love affair with me
You’d think he’d get the message loud and clear
when his love for me went and continues to go unrequited, but
oh no it has only gotten worse

This love affair is very different from the one
I share with the true love of my life
This love affair is a nightmare I hope I can soon get out of
I wish I could cheat on Worry with the man I truly love
just so Worry the man who thinks he’s so in love with me
would leave me the hell alone

Sounds a little desperate I know but
If worry loves me as much as he seems to right now
he’ll let me go so I can get back to the life I had before we net
A life where happiness was priceless and
my spirit was free to sore

Worry doesn’t complement me on how beautiful
I am before taking me out on the town
Instead, he ties my stomach in knots for days
Worry doesn’t wrap me in his arms at night
just to reassure me everything will be alright
Instead, I lose sleep and wake to the pile of
stressors he leaves upon my shoulders each day

That’s it I’m calling it quits!
Worry’s love affair with me is over!!
I can’t take the pain you leave behind anymore
I know I’ll see you again but,
when you see me, please pretend
you don’t know me and
I’ll do the same

His Angel

Her name is one he can't stop speaking
I think to myself she must be the luckiest woman in the world
I mean look at him he's her rock when
she needs his strength but
he can be a big kid at other times
Visions of this woman I don't think I've ever met
find my head as he talks endlessly about his angel
He makes her sound like the perfect match for him

I think I’d like to meet her one day
Then I realize I know the woman
he can’t stop talking and or thinking about
I know her well her face stares back at me
every time I look in the mirror
If I’m his angel imperfect must be the new perfect but
I’ll take being his angel over not having him in my life any day

I never dreamed I’d mean the world to someone like him
Now that he’s here I’ll spend the rest of my life showing him
how much I love being the angel of his heart
As I think of where we’ve been over the years
I can’t wait to see where we’re going

The Little Girl’s Fight

When you wake up to the sound of your text alert going off at five-thirty A.M
it’s never a good sign
This morning was no exception
She quickly read the text which let her know
her new friend was at the hospital with her baby daughter

She thought okay the baby just had her first beaver and
her friend had been up all night because
we all know how Emergency Room waiting rooms are
the most efficient places on earth
Although, she wasn’t prepared for what she’d read next
That’s why this poem is spilling onto paper

Dear God she doesn’t know what to say
so she’ll just let her heart write the rest of these verses
She knows she’s asked you to answer a lot of prayers for her
since you called her loved one home
Could you answer another please?

Please don’t let the little girl’s fight end
with you taking her now
The world would be a much darker place without
the light beaming from those big absolutely beautiful eyes
She has dreams to chase and things to learn
She can’t wait to read the next chapters of the little girl’s story

A Little Brighter

It’s amazing how different the world can look and sound
after the stress that has colored it in a dark shade of gray as well as
made the songbird’s song sadder than she’s heard in a long while
has lifted in a way she had forgotten was even possible
She knew her troubles would work themselves out
as they have many times before
Yet she must admit this time she wasn’t too sure
how long the gray cloud would hang over her life

Today when she went out into the fresh spring air
inhaling her first breath of cool breeze
Everything seemed a little brighter
The white of the clouds seemed to pop against
the clear blue backdrop of a bright sunny sky
Even the songs of the birds sounded a little sweeter

If that wasn’t a sign that things are starting to look up for her
she doesn’t know what is
Now she really does believe one must make it through darkness to
fully appreciate the light
She hopes from now on her days will always be a little brighter

Drama Queen

Everyone who meets her sees the image
of sweetness and light she tries to portray
This portrayal can seem unconvincing from time to time
to those who know her better than she knows herself
Yet this isn’t her “best friend’s” pet peeve
 
Her “best friend’s” pet peeve is that she always seems to be on edge
two seconds from a meltdown every time her friend turns around
All the while blaming everyone around her for
being the cause of her stress and shortcomings
It’s hard for her friend to watch while she’s in that state of mind
Sometimes she acts as if the world’s going to end
if she doesn’t  save it on her own

If her friend could offer her some advice
she’d  tell her to stop letting life get her down
and to take it as it comes
She’d then tell her to take responsibility for her own actions
and the resulting consequences of those actions
instead of blaming  others when things don’t go her way
Yet the most important piece of advice she would give her
would be to stop being a drama queen
If she could do that her stress would just melt away

The Eyes of Love

He lets her be the person she loves to be
even when others won’t
If those who won’t let her be who she is
would take a moment they may see
the love she has to give
When her world starts crashing down
he’s always there to help her pick up the pieces

So to those who don’t want to or
won’t take that moment to get to know her
It’s okay it’s your loss as her mother always tells her
she’ll just give him the love
she would’ve given you once upon a time
He’ll always see her through the eyes of love and
she’ll always be grateful to him for
never giving up on her even when times were hard

Cover Girl

As you sit down to sip your morning coffee

You stare at the cover of your favorite magazine

out of the corner of your eye

The first words that escape your now pouted lips

are some you hope no one ever hears

"Damm she's hot, I wish I could look like that!"

Then you remember the face staring back from the glossy cover

has more than likely been airbrushed

In that moment you think of all that cover girl

has been through to get where she is

You suddenly say to yourself

I'm glad I'm not her

As you get up to go about your day

you glance back and say

Good luck to you beautiful

Another Sleepless Night

Another sleepless night the latest in a long lineShe tries to turn the events of her day off
so she can have a peaceful slumber but
no matter what she does her thoughts still race
Poems work themselves into verse
in her restless mind

She then feels the urge to
put her fingers to the keys
Yet, she can’t it’s almost three in the morning and
she only has a little time to close her tired eyes
Before her alarm goes off reminding her
she gets to do it all again

Damm, today’s to do list seems never ending
All she wants is to talk to the one she loves
Will he want the same?
The poems in her head
from last night want
to be put to paper
Writing has become like
breathing as of late
She hopes tonight won’t become
another sleepless night the latest
in a long line

Happily Ever After

When she was a little girl she
dreamed of finding her prince charming
A tall dark gorgeous man who’s
only mission in life is to take care of his little princess
Giving her everything she could ever want or need

What the fairytales didn’t tell her is that
some princes may be stunning to look at, but
they leave a lot to be desired in the personality department
She has known some of these so called princes for a while now
Often finding herself questioning whether or not she
would ever find a prince who
loves her as much as she loves him

Well she was lucky to find her prince charming
You’ll probably be shocked to hear
he’s not dark like the prince of a girl’s long ago dreams but
that’s okay he has everything
she always wanted but never dreamed
she could have one day

If you were to look through her eyes
you’d see a man who is a little taller than her
A man who has a fare complexion
just as she does
A man who’s sexy as hell and
has a personality she can’t get enough of

Even though happily ever after is
a tough and nearly impossible concept to live up to
She believes they can come close
If they’re willing to work on the problems that
will pop up from time to time

Unlike the relationships in fairytales
he is not solely responsible for her happiness
She’s an independent woman who
loves him more than he will ever know
Yet she still has dreams that she wants to chase
In the end making both their lives better

Four Leaf Clover

Her luck must be about to change for the better
at least that’s what her inner voice is telling her
She believes the four leaf clover she found is
a sign the tide of life is
about to take a positive turn for her
Is it too good to be true?

She’s pretty optimistic just
like she’s always been
She knows her turn is coming
With some good ole fashion Irish luck and
her faith everything she’s ever needed
will soon be hers

Dark Chocolate

She wakes wondering why

this dark chocolate man with skin as smooth as silk

keeps finding his way into her dreams after midnight

Is this why dark chocolate is forbidden?

She asks silently as she stands waiting

to see if their bodies become one tonight

Will she let nature guide her or will

love win the battle?

She has a man she loves more than life itself but

Mr. Dark Chocolate takes her to heights she's never known

All it takes is one caress of his tongue starting on her cheek and

making its way down her neck and

she's hooked like a dark chocolate addict

who needs her fix

She then realizes she can't walk away

from her dark chocolate dream

Now wondering if she would even want to

Breathlessly she wakes feeling like

her dark chocolate dream has taken

the one thing she wanted to share with

the love of her life

Relax she tells herself it was just a dream

That gift is still yours to share

with the one you love

Broken Wing

I feel like the beautiful red robin
sitting on my window ledge
Singing what sounds like a beautiful yet heartbreaking melody
As her angelic notes reach my ear
I can’t help but wonder what has her so sad

Is it love gone wrong?
No, I say in answer to my own question it's a different kind of pain
Love should never hurt such a breathtaking creature
like herself
She seems to be pleading with someone
as If to say if you could just listen
I’ll tell you what’s bothering me

I’m here I tell her
Then I see the cause of all her grief
she has a broken wing and
like me she doesn’t want to depend on anyone but herself
I will only give you the help you need
I won’t take away your freedom
I promise her
You will be as good as new before you know it
then you can have the freedom
you need my friend

I realize the robin and I
want the same things
The freedom to be who we are
I hope I can be like her someday soon

Dear Mom

I know no matter how old I getI’ll always be your little girl and
I want you to know I’ll always love you
Lately we’ve been getting on one another’s nerves
saying things we both know we don’t mean
Yet we’re not saying the things loved ones
should never leave unsaid
We’ve been through a lot you and I and
It hurts to hear you question my love
I know that phrase is made up of three little words but
I promise life has taught me not to use that phrase
unless I mean it
When it comes to you dear mom
I always have, and I always will mean it
I love you yet I have so much to say
Some of which might sting but
I have to be honest
Isn’t that what you taught me not so long ago?

I never wanted to be a burden to you
The truth is I feel like I have been
for quite some time and
I’m truly sorry but
I refuse to be your excuse for
your problems anymore
I wasn’t to blame for you dropping out of college
that was your own doing
I wasn’t to blame for coming into the world
with the disability God chose for me to face
that was a choice I had no say in but
I see it as a gift

I’m the daughter whose eyes you see
your own regret in when you gaze into them
The knowledge of that fact makes me want to cry but
I won’t because I know crying is the
one thing that makes me weak
at least in your eyes
I’m shedding your regret
like a heavy coat on a warm day

I want us to have a mother daughter relationship like we once did
when my mom was the center of my world and
I was the center of hers
When all is said and done
I’ll always be there whenever you need me

Isabella Destany

Where am I?

I ask sitting in a place so dark I
couldn’t even see my hand if it was in front of my face
No response to my question
All I hear are a little girl’s squeals
of pure delight
This must be a dream I realize


Then I see my love sitting right next to me
he smiles that evil but cute
smile I can’t help but love, yet says nothing
Suddenly the darkness lifts and
I’m shocked by what I see

The little girl whose squeals I heard
has the same blonde curls my love use to
I can’t see anymore of her features because
she has her back to me
I ask “Oh God could she be?”

Then I call her by the name I’ve had
in my heart if we should ever be blest
with a daughter

Isabella Destany; in an instant she turns and
says “Yes mommy!”
I can’t believe how beautiful she is
the spitting image of her dad
I know from that point on she is our little girl

I’ve had that dream a few times over the years
what I wouldn’t give for it to come true
Yet I know there is only one who knows
I’ll leave it up to Him

Anonymous

Why do some people feel the need to bully others?
When I was growing up which wasn’t all that long ago
it wasn’t uncommon to hear that someone had been in a fight
with a bully in school and
the victim was taking a stand against them
The worst that happened was that
one or both got suspended for a few days

I remember the days before cell phone cameras and the internet
when fights weren’t about to go viral with just one click of a mouse
What happened to that saying our parents drilled into our heads?
If you can’t say anything nice
don’t say anything at all


Now bullying can happen
anywhere one can find an internet connection
Bullies can post anything they want online
all while being under an anonymous cover

Do we still believe in the saying
sticks and stones may break my bones but
words will never hurt me?
Well, I’m telling you I don’t
All we have to do these days is
watch the news so we can see how untrue that saying really is
If we’re not careful words can kill

To those that are bullying others
I say put yourself in the other person’s shoes
Would you like it if they were bullying you?
Here’s another piece of advice
If you wouldn’t say what you’re about to
post to someone’s face
don’t post it

Lazy Sunday

Its Sunday yet again and
she has no schedule to keep
For the first time in a long while
Sunday morning feels like heaven
There are a few people that could turn this lazy Sunday
into a day she won’t soon forget
If you know her you know who she’s thinking of


Her bed seems to have a hold on her
one she neither cares to or wants to break but
the poems she loves to write won’t let her fall back into dreams
She tries to shake them away but
like unwelcomed guests they refuse to be ignored

As she wonders why now her phone rings
only to have a voice she knows well ask
“Did I wake you?”
So she now has a mission
she must take part in
There goes her lazy Sunday
until next week

Scars of the Heart

She knows a thing or two about scars of the heart
Some may ask how she knows so much because
she is only a baby by their standards
Well to those who don’t seem to take her at her word
when it comes to this issue, she has one thing to say
Believe what you will, I know what I’ve lived

Scars leave deep impressions on one’s heart
that never fully heal which can serve as a
heartache that colors one’s judgment of love
The pain one may feel could make them avoid
the love she believes everyone should
get at least one chance to experience in life

If you’re afraid of the blissful state that love can be
As she once was because of the scars of your heart
try forgiving the ones who put them there
Although she knows forgiving the one that
hurt you is easier said than done at times but
once you do, they lose their hold on you
You may then find the true love you
were always meant to have

He Loves Me Anyway

Some say I’m such a woman
my response is more often than not
“It takes one to know one”
I’m not going to lie my favorite colors are pink and purple
I know don’t say it, the favorite colors of
the typical girl, but
here’s something you may not know
He loves me anyway

Okay so I watch a romantic movie
Some have even called them chick flicks
from time to time and
find myself wishing life were more like the movie
I’m watching
Sometimes I cry for what
others see as no reason yet
My tears don’t make him run for cover
Instead he tells me it will be alright
that’s when I know he loves me anyway

On the days I act like one of Hell’s angels
wanting to rip someone’s head off
He lets me vent for as long as I need to
When I realize I’m just acting out of anger and
I owe him an apology he reminds me what love is
Then he tells me he loves me anyway

Shine

Like many who are using this day to reflect
upon their memories of this superstar’s life
A life they say is gone too soon
She is remembering where she was the first time
she heard this songbird’s beautiful voice
A memory she had all but forgotten
until she heard the sad news

The memory is of a six year old girl lying in a hospital bed
wondering if the pain would ever end
Then she heard the song she’d play
over and over again
Like the title of her first favorite song conveys to listeners
She learned what The Greatest Love of All really was
That song is about one learning to love themselves
before learning to love another

In that six week period through the music of that
beautifully captivating voice
The little girl found the strength to
endure and pull through, all God placed in front of her
She also found herself dreaming of meeting
the star who would shine throughout
her childhood and beyond

Oh Whitney, how I wish you were here
you seemed to be getting back to
where you once were
Now you’re back in God’s presents
where you will shine brighter than your
earthly star ever could

I’m only going to remember the beautiful musical legacy
you left behind
To me that’s all that matters and
all that should matter from this point on

Love’s Promise

Valentine’s Day is fast approaching
Their hearts only one half of a beat but
when they're together the beats, beat as one and
this day of hearts is the perfect day for them to
listen to their own heart beats
So that’s what she’ll do
While trying not to let tears fall  

Even though she knows they    
won’t be in each other’s arms
Her wish for him is that
the memories of Valentine’s Days past
will find his heart wrapping it in the warmth of her love 

She hopes love’s promise allows her
to dream of Valentine’s Days to come
In the end making their love stronger
then they could’ve imagined  

Player

Man, you ain’t fooling me with
your poor attempts at swagger
Tryin to be as smooth as silk but this country girl
thinks you’re rough round the edges to say the least
Player , I’m not just any woman I’m the one you say
you want and only wish you could have
You can’t just walk into my life expecting me to drop everythang
just because you say that’s the way it has to be

There’s only one beautiful irony
in this weird moment we are now sharing
Before you ask me what the irony is
I have one question
Don’t you see the rang on my left hand?
I see your next question forming in your mind
so I’ll answer it before you ask
Yes I love him and wouldn’t spend one second thinking bout leavin

As you try to win my heart over you
say things I hear when I lay my head on the pillow
next to his every night where I wanna stay
You tell me we could have our own fairytale
I know players like you, when the next pretty thang
comes along you’ll be gone trust me

Black and White

Alone, she reflects on several conversations
she’s had with someone she use to consider a friend
She finds it weird that a person of her age
only sees situations in a context of black and white and
really believes she is the only one who could ever be right
Is it just her, or should people realize every situation also
contains many shades of gray?

As she continues her contemplation she
finds herself wondering if God will ever grant this friend
the wisdom to ask, Is it more important for me to be right or
more important to be happy?
That’s a question she can’t answer  
rather you must answer it for yourself  

This poet believes it is this black and white thinking that
causes so much struggle between this so called friend and her loved ones
Life is too short, stop all the drama
In the end God doesn’t ask
how many times you were right but
He may ask if you were happy
What is your response going to be?

Friends Like stars

She’s learned over the past few weeks
friends like stars can shine from the
day the two meet till the day the lord calls
There are those one can count on
when the rest of the world has moved on and forgotten them
Still there are those friends like short bursts of
starlight that shine for a time and are gone in the blink of an eye
For her those friends are the ones that seem to break her heart the most but  
she tries to remember the saying “heartbreak’s a teacher”

She knows each and every friend like
each and every star has a lesson to be taught and
one to be learned
That makes them blessings to us all

So for all those friends whose starlight has burned out
she will carry the lessons you taught her within herself
Remembering them when He asks her what she’s learned in this life
For all whom have hung in with her
you hold a special place in her heart and
you always will

Memories of a Friend

She met her in sixth grade not
knowing what lay ahead
A girl shy yet cheerful and full of life like
a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day
She made her smile at times when smiling was
the last thing she felt like doing 
Their friendship grew in record time
You never saw one without the other   

They did everything from fall in love with guys

who clearly didn’t love them back
Yes, they cried and like many girls
their age got their hearts broken a time or two
In the end they had each other and learned
boyfriends or not they would make it through  
Yet, the two of them became known as partners in crime and
were each other’s victims  
Like sisters they had each other’s backs
when the moment arose

They planned to be in one another’s lives
for many years to come but
as time often does. it set them on different paths  
She was there one moment and
gone the next

It’s the time of year she thinks of her most
She only wishes she could spend time with her now
If she had a chance she’d
give her a huge hug but
for now all she has are the memories of a friend

  

Cold Blooded Coward

You confessed to the killing of a woman you called “your girl” because
she found out what a cold blooded coward you really were
Linked to the disappearance of a beautiful young woman
like herself five years to the day before   
They say history repeats itself and
sadly that proved true
In the eyes of the world you are truly evil and
should have to live in a cage of steel until
Hell calls for you

You didn’t show this woman any mercy as you
starved her of life leaving her behind  as if she meant nothing
As if the daughter, sister and woman she was  
ceased to exist when she crossed your path
What gave you the right to play God with two women’s lives?

Now three women are charged with deciding your fate
If I were you I’d show them the respect they deserve
Then I’d be the man you say you are and
do the time for your crimes
Stop acting as if the world owes you something for nothing;
you little cold blooded coward

Mommy Dearest

It’s funny how some of the poems she writes are inspired bypeople she loves and some are inspired by the events of the day’s news
While you could make the case that this poem
is inspired by just such a news event  
She’ll be the first to tell you that this piece is
inspired by a deep anger she feels toward one woman    
A woman who had the honor of being named
the most hated woman in the country

She’s seeing red as she reads her internet homepage
It may as well have read the video diary of mommy dearest  
since in her opinion this woman brings a whole new meaning to the phrase   
There are a few questions she would ask her
since she’s seen the video all over facebook and HLN
Why did you not mention your daughter’s name not even once if
you are truly innocent of the charges once brought against you?

Her second and third questions might be
Do you really wish you would’ve made different
choices that day ?
Or, are you the true ice queen you appeared to be on trial?
These are a few of the questions she knows she and
others may never get true answers to
Therefore, mommy dearest go away!
She’ll tell you right now, she would give anything to have a child of her own to
cherish every second of every day   

    

Behind the Makeup Mask

I wonder what she sees when she looks in the mirror
Does she ever look inside to find the girl behind the makeup mask?
Does she see the truth as those who will be
seeking justice  for her victim think they do?
Or, does she really believe the lies
she tells herself just to make it through?

The news reports say the girl behind the makeup mask
was driven to kill her ex-boyfriend by jealousy
Those reports also say she thought
if she couldn’t have him for herself no one would
So she stabbed him twenty-seven
times and shot him in the face

Those who are seeking justice for this man
hope death will call her name one day soon
If I could ask the girl behind the makeup mask one question it would be
Were the choices you made that day really worth your life?
I guess we’ll see in the end
 

The Question on His Mind

Lately every time they’ve talked he’s been joking
in a way that she admits sometimes gets under her skin
Yet she knows he does it just to see what her reaction might be
so she’s learned how to take what he says and
turn it back around on him
This game they play is usually followed by the question on his mind

What is that question you may ask?
Well, the question he always asks at the end of their game is
How do you put up with me?
This is the point at which she feels the pain from a minor heartbreak
he doesn’t know this question has just caused but
Despite this her answer is always the same and it will always be that way
as long as she can draw a breath

I love you good, bad or indifferent
You deserve to be loved just as much as anyone
So as I sit here today I promise you with all my heart  
I will do everything in my power to make sure that you are  

Even though there are times she wishes
he would tell her how he feels, minus the games
She can’t imagine her life without him in it and
for that matter she hopes she  never has to