S.S.D.D.

Locked up again
This a.m.
Reaching for my pain meds what a chore
It's really becoming a bore
Minutes pass on the clock
Waiting for the pain to stop
When that time comes
I'll be able to move some
Play bumper walker around the house
Trying to be quiet as a mouse
After all it's three in the morning
A giggle lets out as I hear snoring
Around the corner and down the hall
Trying hard not to crash into the wall
Made it to my destination
Closed the door to the loo of anticipation

Forsaken

Since I haven't heard from you in years
I will shed no more tears
To think we were once good pals
You must have found other gals
To feed your need
My heart will no longer bleed
For a closely held friendship I once cherished
That you placed on the pyre to perish
It is indeed sad to say
The great loss I feel on this day
Don't you see
Why have you forsaken me

Stay The Course

Today I turned fifty-five
Regardless of my healths' nose-dive
I'm happy as a clam
Even though my poetry was caught up in a scam
I stay the course
To muster up the force
To continue on with the everyday activities
The pain causing captivity
I feel I'm a burden to everyone around me
No cure unfortunately

Adoptive Family

Drifting out to sea
Drifting effortlessly
Messages are coming back to me
One giant wave spat it back out to me
My letters go unanswered yet I stay the course
By keeping in touch I feel like I've just got kicked by a horse
I then realize I would never see them again it's just an empty nest
Now I've been punched in the chest
They left me to fend for myself unaware of my state
Health failing I should have known better now it's too late

Only Child

The girl with the chestnut hair
She didn't know how to share
Until she was grown
And had children of her own
She was my own and only
They taught her how not to be lonely

My Daughter

A daughter brings rainbows and sunshine to brighten your days
with joy and laughter in her loving ways
A daughter is to cherish and hold
as she grows older opinions may become bold
A daughter is an enchanting blessing that comes from within
to love unconditionally forever and again

Breaking Apart

My fractured and dismembered family
It's sad they don't want to communicate with me
As I slow down and grow older I have so much to give
Taching out to just live
I will do my part to stay in touch
It's such a loss for the kids involved with Mommy's issues and such
One day there will be time for reflections to mate
Fore I have already passed through Hell's gate

My Rock

Thank you for being there, that showed you care enough
To take on Mr. Reaper, that must have been tough
The race with the Reaper is now in the past
Without you she would have been dead last
You gave back what would have been lost
At such a considerable cost
Of yourself being caught off guard
I'm proud of you for taking charge
It must have been intense, watching those seconds tick...tock
For this action you took I'm eternally grateful; after all she is my rock

Say When

It's not about freeing the radicals
It's this bloody dependent sabbatical
Mood swings and stress levels running on high
So thankful for the rent-a-man with option to buy
Body broken and dreams shattered it's emotionally rough
Safe within the bubble yet when is it time to say I've had enough

Third Time Around

Unemployed for the third time
Not collectin' a dime
This ain't a charm
It's causin' harm
And rockin' the boat
Treddin' water to stay afloat
Six years into a ten year note
This is no joke
Fallin' further behind
Only temporarily blind
Little is left to call our own
On a waiting list for a home

Disbelief

Zippered and Crack!
Now she's outta whack
That doctor was not a nice man
As she rose attempting to stand
Along came her friend
Telling her grass will bend
As the blinders came off
What was said was not soft
He thinks you are only here for the drugs
All I could do was shrug
He doesn't know me at all
This is not the valley of the dolls
Oh golly gee
That was a very expensive P

Old Souls

No one thought much
of that first touch
The warmth of the hand
we understand
When old souls greet
and the eyes meet
we understand
That there is no end
the eyes recognize
We are the prize

Sore Feet

Today is your birthday and you are eighty-three
You've done so much for my siblings and me
Working so hard to make ends meet
Coming home with sore feet
We were so young
Not knowing what was done
Only to complain
Unaware of the strain
We were in a zone
Now we are grown
Understanding of your sacrifice
It's our turn to roll the dice
And when they fall
We will stand tall
You brought us up right
Because we are still in the fight

The Cost For Freedom

On this path less beat, of the booth with a reserved seat
Anticipation of the coins drop, there in that shop
Time to reflect, details and calls of collect
No luck in finding, only that which is binding
At times I thought I had, only to find it Dressed in blue and red
With reflections of metal in the glass, I hear as it passed
Boot heels come smartly with a Whap!, aided by the metal strap
Along with the Snap! of a salute, must be fresh out of boot
Tribute fire in the background, yet another is homeward bound
To a booth wrapped in web, by the same Blue and Red
Within that tangled web of weave, presented to families
Empty words that seem sincere, that fell on deaf ears
Sorry for your loss, placement of the cross
To be by a shade tree, now the spirit is free

I found this to be true, standing here black and blue
It is something I must do, under this sky of the red, white and blue
Is it the powers that be, that set my spirit free
Or is it me, with the aide of the USMC

To the Mothers that raised us strong and true, this is composed for you

The Taxman

No one gets out alive
fore the taxman cometh
To take what he thinks is his
from the few
that have temporarily staved him off
To the many
that feel they can cheat him out of his hunger
So take what you may
try if you can
I will live again
another time
another place
I am an old soul
with many past lives
Yet only a few
in this old souls current life
that truly gets me
The eyes recognize

New Beginings

Now it approaching a new year bringing forth daily surprises in whatever shape and form. They say "Live life to the fullest", I say "That's for the rich". I can only afford to just live; one day at a time.
I'm setting the pace
It works for me in this time and at this place
with old souls like me.

House of Cards

Time sure does fly; not all of it is fun and games. Remember fun? those were the days.
Only now is it complicated and stress-filled. Life is what you make it; not always true.
Cards are delt and made to be played. Hold, fold or draw; these cards that are delt
are yearning to be played out. Only it takes more than one to play this game...of Life.

There is life; then there is living. I choose the latter; fore I have played the game in my past lives and have been forced into folding those cards that were delt. The choice was made by others for the greater good of and for me; but how could this be? they don't even know me.

I am only at the surface of discovering the spirit within me.

The Meter

Inspired to write
On this stormy nite
As the lites flicker
How's that ticker?
Check and balance
For the allowance
Of that meter
Does it come with a heater?

Being There

Lost in space Time
Flies
Whatever IT is
I'm there
Pain and suffering
Daily
Don't forget your meds
Baby
Comforting feeling
I am not alone on this journey

Mother

Truth laced with deception
leaves an impression
Not of the entire story
telling only of the glory
To the loved ones left behind
in between those lines
Of a heart that bleeds
what it desperately needs
Deep within the trenches
hunkered down one flenches
A body lay twisted and broken
by that which is unspoken
Shrapnel all around
dig deeper underground
For that which is in the mix
while protecting one six
When filling in the blanks
watch those flanks
Honor the code that was spoken
never to be broken