Our Lullabies 

​ I remember when I got high

And placed my head into the lap of your lost lullabies 
the kind that sing about the cloaked corners of life


Mama’s sad and daddy’s gone 
Hush little darling, the tears will stop before long 
The moon is on the slow rise 
The sun is losing sleep with dark eyes 
I know your Idling in the repeat of black days
But the solitude of the desolate cocoon 
Is just a nap before growth pushes you through 
Hush little darling, the tears will stop before long 
Soon you will be in the sky with me 
Unearthing lullabies 
Of how the butterfly came to be

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Biting Down 

 I’m finding it hard to concentrate 

Thoughts speaking without raising their hands
Raising their voices 
Without being called on
Problems scribbled on the blackboard of my heart 
Lacking a solution for their missing parts
Attempts to steady my shaking hands 
Replacing God where there was once man
I try to sit alone and quiet down
A smile traced on my face 
…They all think she is ok
What if life behaved in an opposite way?
Where we just spoke the truth 
Of how we really were on any given day 
I would say, 
…I am biting down with weak teeth 
I am spitting out these words just to stop the nervous tweaks 
I am holding it all in 
I am under the water, freezing my breath
…becoming the hustler of life’s test
Shadowboxing the unrest 
The hive is loose 
And it is I they seem to choose 
Their stings prick and bleed 
But I bat them off 
With unwavering belief 
I’m fighting being defined a failure 
With scarred fists and a worn out tee shirt 
With the cliche missing 
And my poetry clinging 
Ink down my chest 
Bleeding from my heart 
Rendered into art
To heal myself 
I am tired and I am run down 
Yet there is magic in the forlorn 
I am telling you my real 
I am choking on how it feels
I am the result of what has spilled
…like oil out of a bottle 
I wear the stains of past tomorrow’s 
Yet I still live with two hands up on this roller coaster 
And that would be my truest answer 
If we lived in a world 
Where when we reply with how we are 
” yeah I’m ok”
…was not the standard

My Scattered Heart 

Do you ever wonder 


About the pieces we give away
Trusting hearts
Vulnerability misplaced
The precious parts
We hand over like
Trading cards
For a temporary love
I think of mine
Inside dresser drawers
and back pockets
Of…wrinkled trousers
Tone deaf caskets
Scattered with my brothers ashes
The crusted corner of
A once unassuming smile
A handshake, a pinkie promise
A hopeful wish
We made together
Only to hear it crumble
My heart is scattered
With a forgotten child
And ancient lovers
Buried in a sandbox on Fredrick street
…that time capsule
Remember?
I feel the pressure
The beating twice as hard
Of the scars 
That once held parts
And maybe I am not whole
But I am a growing seed
Planted throughout the world
And I wasn’t always right
To give it away
But I took the gamble
And there are these sweet moments
Where I won
Like a radiant flower
Linked up with the sun
Is she any less capable
Without each one of her petals? 

Ain’t no Sunshine…

  Today my smile 

Was held in place 

By the frame of a mental corset 

Begging to come undone 

Working without thinking 

For my mind was off twisting 

In memories reoccurring 


And oh when I finally came home!

Ripping the corset 

Like a dog uncovering old bones 

The remains of a smile 

Broken in a twirling puddle 

This is how mama misses 

…her baby girl 

  
Eight years ago this week I lost my sunshine. I miss her so much. ❤️

Giving healing a Name

My heart is mending today

My eyes, rest behind glasses
…taking their place

My lips swollen from attempting to make sense

of something

…that can never be named

or understood

And that

…is ok

I tugged my heart out and laid it at your feet

…showing you what I need

You shook your head and walked away

God’s whispering to follow this lead

“Please take my stubborn soul and guide me”

…I plead!

Kneeling until I could feel my bones

Carving creations into the pavement

I stood and saw

A butterfly with a halo

…a sign of love from my angel daughter

A dragon with his claws out

…a transferred protection, my brothers mark

An auburn wolf with eyes like mine

…a reflection of my inner courage 

Decorating me like a glittering thesis

The bowtie completing her writing

The endless essay of my life and timing

Words trail me like the train of a wedding dress

Lifting me to redemption from the mess

As the grey erases 

…in the sunshine of significance

I see I am not alone in this!

And you are all standing with me

Smiling

in a circle of opened hands

Releasing

a fluttering wild soul

We are giving healing a name, 

…Freedom

 

Paper Ears 

  

I needed to get back 

To the lab again

Alone with paper and pen 

All these emotions 

Shooting through me 

In an unannounced current 

Of electricity 

Keeping me up turning 

The spin of the ballerina in that box

Hearing the music of my own 

…melodic thoughts

Like a deer in the woods 

Frolicking and evading 

The hunters postured in each direction 

The compass behind my eyes

Faithfully guided me to a covered protection 

To transfer the impulses from 

inside 

…to out 

All I needed to do was

Write

Them 

Down 

  


I am your Music Box 

Inspired by Eric and Chrissy, this is a vocal piece. Please click on the link below to hear this piece in my own words ❤️

  
https://audioboom.com/boos/3684252-i-am-your-music-

  
I am your music box…

I am your music box 

And my heart is your ballerina 

Spinning in the direction of your light

Twirling in the presence of your love 

With my arms above my head 

Reaching high for you 

Chin up 

To the sky 

I am your music box 

And you…are the reason why 

My heart is your ballerina 

Dancing to the sunshine of your orchestra 

Do not you know 

I was once in the dark?

But your love has opened 

my soul 

And moved the ballerina 

Inside my heart 

  

Joseph’s Kindred Life

My next addition for the ABC Challenge with Rich. For all so far peek over at wafflemethis :)) 

*My brother was so on my heart for this as soon as I heard I was up with the letter “J”. I lost him last year, at only 38 he left us way too soon.  It was unexpected and devastating. He always made me feel treasured- he was most definitely, the best. I miss you Joe- every single second. *

  
 
Joseph’s journey 

Juggled jaded 

…judgement 

Jailing jittering joy  

Knotting, kicking 

Knees kneeling, 

Keen Kingmakers Kingdom 

Knew…

Loopholes losing 

Like…

Loving laughter lit 

Lowly losing light 

Leaving

…life 

  

Neverland 

  
The cool nights spreading our 

Multicolored feelings 

…in a spider web of directions 

And I sense your minds packed up and ready to go 

Come here baby

For we still have space to grow

And don’t you know, that life 

…is like a treasure chest

To find that gold you gotta dig 

…through the mess 


The day is dragging 

Alarm clocks on an antique 

…pocket watch 

Yet all is not lost!

There is a trapped door

Where love 

…marks the spot 

Let us fall inside, 

…if only for a minute 

Two one way trips to Neverland

I shall dance with Wendy

And you fly 

…with Peter Pan! 

  
*hi wp family! This was inspired by the magic of PAN-finally it’s coming out today and you better believe I will be there with my tinker-bells on!! :)) Happy Friday! 

Dancers Exiting Fear 

**My part of the ABC challenge. Thank you Rich for creating this fun challenge with me!

  

Delightfully delicate dancers

Dreaming daringly

Denouncing distant despair


Entwined effortlessly

Especially enthralled

Enveloping evenings exhale 


Forgetting fragility

Forgoing fear

Finding…

Fantastic freedom!

ballerina