DEAR OLD DAD (didn’t show up with SCARS for some reason)
Dear Old Dad
I remember him bouncing me on his knee
Throwing me up and catching me
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember Sundays at Easter time
Colored eggs and poems that rhyme
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember washing the car in a creek
Splashing in the water ’till I was weak
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember service at a country church
Wildwood flowers and trees of birch
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember after church at the Ladies Aid
Eatin’ all the goodies that the women made
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember lights on a Christmas tree
All the pretty presents bought for me
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember takin’ sips of a Schafer beer
Thinkin’ it was bad and tasted weird
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember bible verses on Sunday morn
Singin’ from hymnals old and torn
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember the yard workin’ on a car
Then you takin’ off for the local bar
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember when you preached the very first time
Proudly saying that dad was mine
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember your nightmares from the war
Admitted to the hospital, seventh floor
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
I remember being called a wildcats kitten
With my dad I was totally smitten
I remember well, Dear Old Dad
You probably wonder why I wrote this stuff
You must think I think you’re old and rough
Cause I remember well, Dear Old Dad
What I really want to say is how much its meant
For all the time and money you’ve spent
May the good Lord keep you well, Dear Old Dad
Becoming One
It is three a.m. and I lay sleeping
When the scent arouses me
A crisis at the power station
Your job’s to check and see
I didn’t hear the door
Nor did I hear the shower
As deep as I was sleeping
You’d been home an hour
When you entered the bedroom
Quiet as a mouse
I didn’t hear a sound
No stirring in the house
What stimulated my senses
And then awakened me
Was the smell of your cologne
Brought forth the woman in me
No longer was I tired
Or in another zone
I knew that you were near
And I was not alone
I reached across the bed
And gently stroked your skin
You turned over to face me
To hold me close again
I felt you pull me closer
Your lips pressed into mine
I kissed you oh so deeply
As slowly we entwined
Your body was inviting
Mine receptive too
There was nothing on my mind
Except for loving you
As fingers traced my neckline
And shivers rippled in
Lips nibbling all my curves
My head began to spin
Two people here together
Loves passion, legal lust
I knew this was the lover
I could always trust
To protect me and to love me
Take me to greater heights
Fulfill the need within me
For a century of nights
Bring to my knees
Make me cry out for more
I return the favor
You knew what lay in store
The joining of our bodies
Our spirits, souls and minds
As two become just one
Consummating ties that bind
She is A Survivor
She is a survivor
Sometimes scared and frightened
Fearing for her life
Often for her limbs
Yet she continues
Many times she is hungry
Not just for food, but life
Attention, a hug or two
Once she was learning
When she was younger
Thats when she had to
The others ridiculed her
Her clothes, her hair, just her
Everyday was the same
One outfit was the limit
Tattered, filthy and plain
From a Hefty Bag left on the sidewalk
Same as a few meals in the past
The smell of booze and cigarettes
Old syringes strewn about
Bottles, cans, trash and roaches
Mice and rats called it home too
Electricity was a bonus
It never lasted long
Incense and candles a bonus
The aroma enabled the dream
The others never lived like this
Not the ones from school
They loathed her presence, her being
Those were the reasons
She loathed her being
Tears used to reign
They had disappeared long ago
The need for heat was strong
The lack of an expected
Pieces of cardboard, old drapes
Whatever could be utilized
Never any reason to expect more
The beast always ruled
Her purpose was never known
Not an essential or necessity
Maybe a whipping post
She is a Survivor
A sounding board for scorn
Seeking a pity party in her moments
A beast is a beast is a beast
Fists of fury
Teeth of steel and eyes stone cold
Bruises from these weapons
Maybe fractures, broken too
Nobody ever cared
A small photograph of a young girl
With a beautiful woman
Before the beast came
Before they went to hell
She is a survivor
Delilah, I Am
Delilah, I Am
I am Delilah, a woman of beauty
Strong and fearless, lusting for power
Lover of Samson, the man I betrayed
Shall I sever, yes! I did
Ponytail in my hand, blood rushing through my veins
Never to tango with that lover again
Forgiveness would not be mine
Scurry into the shadows with my prize
Like a diplomat, untouchable
Houdini has nothing on me
Now you see me, now you dont
When you do bow to me
For I am Delilah
She who chose to celebrate
Do not trample on my parade
Strength is a good thing
Cunning is better
Desire me but do not resist me
Take me while you still can
Fear me for I am your doom
Delilah, I am
Because I Am
Because I Am
In a cloud of thought I ponder
Knowing some and wondering more
Would I continue if I knew
Had an inkling what lay in store
Am I because of something greater
Or destiny, true or just a sham
Of need, want or desperation
Or plain and simple, because I am
Unrequitted Love
I sit in anticipation
Eyes ready to enjoy the feast
Seems like its been forever
Nows the time to feed the beast
One that has cowered in the shadows
Quietly, hidden out of sight
Unable to divulge the details
Of a tragic loveless plight
A maiden lovely, young and wanted
By many men, both near and far
Yet, the one she spends her dreams on
Treats her as a distant star
One nobody seems to notice
Even though it twinkles high
A beauty in amongst the beauties
He’ll not notice until shes nigh
Morning
Warm, morning sunshine streams through the window
Simmering on my fresh, cleansed skin
Being lazy I gaze at the ceiling
Contemplating both good and sin
Longing for energy that has escaped once more
Restless and worn, I remain
Still and staring at things unseen
Objects of my mind, keep me sane
Ion
The beginning, conception
Needed contraception
He lies, its deception
There is no exception
No one wants rejection
Longs for affection
Avoids all infection
Cries for attention
No mind for invention
Not set for intention
Yet needs intervention
Remains of conviction
Denies an affliction
No pay, there’s eviction
So on with detention
I feel I must mention
The apt of my situation
And voice my frustration
Once again, a vacation
PLEASE
More Ing
Questions for asking
In the sun I am basking
Strangers are masking
Should be multi tasking
But here I sit pressing
My God for a blessing
No second guessing
My life I keep messing
So now I am stressing
While the world keeps on humming
And many keep bumming
My guitar I’m strumming
Sometimes I go slumming
With noise I’m drumming
Don’t want to start boozing
Or continue on losing
Ocassional smoozing
A few times I’m schmoozing
I need to start choosing
Instead of this faking
Maybe try baking
A little less taking
My lawn needs a raking
My heart I’ve been staking
With decisions I’m making
Evils needs for-saking
A new birth and waking
Keep the earth from quaking
Steady not shaking
Live for the loving
No pushing and shoving
Some sweet turtle doving
Lifes about living
Not taking but giving
My mind has been flipping
And time keeps on slipping
No mouthing and lipping
Some sweet tea for sipping
No creditors jipping
And no whiskey for nipping
I’d never be stalking
Prefer to be talking
No time for balking
The house I am caulking
For exercise I’m walking
My meucci I’m chalking
Life I keep bumbling
The big things I’m fumblimg
Mt stomach is rumbling
The family is grumbling
Seems I am crumbling
Ing
Lately I’m clinging
I prefer to be singing
My life I am winging
In court theres mud slinging
Don’t know what lifes bringing
Computer crashes there’s pinging
Somewhere church bells are ringing
People spending money and blinging
Car crashes create dinging
Bees buzz while stinging
Frisbees are flinging
And I sit here being
September 29, 2007
September 23, 2007
September 23, 2007