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Vicki's Personal Poetry (All Entries Copyright Protected)
Sunday, 10 April 2005
A Mother's Love
A spoiled boy
Given all the comforts money could buy.
Obedience demanded
No love given
Only a seed for a bloodline.
Secretly beaten, often tortured.
Branded, marked,
owned like cattle on a ranch.

I found him broken, beaten.
Took him in my arms.
Healed him
Kissed him
Loved him
Years passed,
I became his mother,
his protector,
his blood life force.

His smile beams like a newly risen sun.
His touch, soft, as a feather
stroking my arm.
His Laughter dances on my heart.

We sit to share a quiet dinner.
Knocking heard at the door.
A nervous clutch in both our breaths.
We both feel the boding sensory of each other.

The door opens and there he stands.
The past tormentor looms in the porchlight.
A sneer
A growl
A sweeping fist.

A flashing red glare in my eyes.
No thought, no control
Anger heating my soul.
Lightning speed surges my body.
Skin ripping, flesh tearing,
Sour acrid blood quenches my thirst,
feeds my hunger.

No one should question a mother
protecting her cub,
Her son
Her love
Her life and reason.


Posted by vicki935 at 1:23 PM EDT
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Sunday, 6 March 2005
This is it?
Did you ever ask yourself
"is this my life?"
Is this all I am?
Is there nothing more for me?
Have you said it so many times
that your brain bleeds?
Your soul screams?
Your heart turns black and shivels up?
When the same things happen
day after day.
Nothing changes
All you are good for is sucking air?
At home all, all night,
doing the same damn shit
over and over
No letters,
no phone calls
no visitors
no friends
no life
Is this it?
Just a waste of useless flesh

Posted by vicki935 at 4:33 PM EST
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Tuesday, 1 March 2005
I Want To Contact The Living
Mood:  irritated
Peering through the window
I watch the firelight dancing on his hair.
Ice building on the glass pane
No breath fogging my view.

Walk on to the next light.
I peer in through again
A mother with her child on her lap,
stories being told,
Empty stare as Morpheus grins in young eyes.

Tap on the window
Knock on the door
A letter in a mailbox
No one sees
No one hears
No one cares
No dance under the full moon
among the head stones.

Posted by vicki935 at 5:01 PM EST
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Wednesday, 23 February 2005
Faceless Friend
Candles In the Dark
Sometimes in our lives
we find ourselves stumbling
tripping falling
over the bulging roots
in the dark forests of
our past, and present torments
Sometimes, maybe seldom, maybe only once
We find a path
As I walk the path
candles spring to flame
guiding my way in the dark
Silence
Void of birds, insects,animals
The whisper, two small words,
Pierce through the screaming of my soul
I AM...
I walk faster
My footing sure
Candles burning brighter
I see a light
I have found my way
Across the meadow a faceless shape
A friend that I don't know
A powerful helping hand reaches out to me
I take the hand into mine
A bright big smile forms on the face
Then the shape is gone
but part of my heart forever

Posted by vicki935 at 3:36 PM EST
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In Thought of Jason
Just imagine
All the times
She came to you
Only to be rejected
Neglected by beauty, she
Is more than what you see
Sheltering tears, chasing butterflies
Anonymous letters sent
Across the winds
Caressing mountain snowflakes
Sunset... twilight

Posted by vicki935 at 3:35 PM EST
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In Thought of Ralph
Running through the nightmares
Always screaming
Loving more than should be allowed
Pleasant arms of death
Has alluded me again
Finding sunsets
Inescapable fingers holding me
Even though I fight
Needing, wanting, desiring
Noises yelling in my ears
Even you can't stop my
Sleeping soul from crying.

Posted by vicki935 at 3:34 PM EST
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Fantastic Unreality
Will it last forever, if only in a dream
My love for you eternal
Do you feel the same
I would hold you close
your head upon my chest
and we could talk of futures still unmet
I look into your eyes
you look into mine
and I see a form of heaven I want to live
Will it last forever?
Alas, you are but a dream

Posted by vicki935 at 3:33 PM EST
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Take Me Thanatos
Take me Thanatos
Take me this night
I wish not to set my eyes upon another sunrise
I cannot bear another day
Take me Death
for the one who seeks me,
longs for me,
Can never find me
Hidden here in darkness
sadness overwhelming
My guiding light dims before him
Lost
Take me Thanatos and bring me back not

Posted by vicki935 at 3:32 PM EST
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Friend
Travel not through the dark clouds of your past
Look instead to the night sky of what will be
There is where your guiding star shines brightest

Tread not the deep dark waters of pain, of memories
Look up to me for I am there
Take my hand and I will guide you to shallow waters
where you can stand tall
Breathe deep the air of love
For I forever will be there for you

Posted by vicki935 at 3:32 PM EST
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Window To You
Your eyes
blue sapphire
purity white
I see love
compassion
As eternal as time
white turns red
the briny swell
sadness
pity
a dab
a kiss
turns to white
when I look into your eyes
I can not, will not,
shut mine

Posted by vicki935 at 3:31 PM EST
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