‘Love in Action’

Actions, in spite of resentment, still say LOVE

 Love in Action
no matter the resentment
it was given then taken
actions of love
still...not just a must
but a do
it's all giving
without judgment
helping without faking
actions in love
without needing a clue
it's helping another
without commitment
being truthful
without manipulation
actions in love
for words are not enough
it's getting over
the resentment
‒those taking without
returning the give
actions in love
still...a beautiful mark
on the heart
in the making
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‘Shouldering Damage’

You deal and accept the physical damage caused by narcissism’s carelessness

Shouldering Damage
upon her shoulders
carries the weight–
shouldering damage
from those who couldn't stay
–a go-getter
they couldn't take
she...never wanting‒
any kinda hate
‒that was never
her intended fate
‒she let love lead the way
ending in heavy price's
to pay
only in moments
she lived in sedate
all them medical doctors
had to medicate
she just needed room‒
a bit of space
to grasp the idea
of her body ache
never using it as an escape
‒it hurt...and she was its bait
she knows she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–but others led her to fall
not caring the damage at all
upon her shoulders‒
she wears the cape
an anti-depressant to mask
a different kinda ache
–emotional chains
she couldn't tolerate
a burning heart
left in saturate
mixed with anger
lust and hate
without intentional berate
from love
that just couldn't stay
then again‒
she let love be her mate
a heart damaged‒
in too many ways
–again...a turn in obliterate
a brain burned in uncultivate
all that damage‒
on her shoulders
in blissful weight
men who couldn't bear
the cape
of her physical‒
being in waste
she knows she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–but others led her to fall
not caring the damage at all
she now wears‒
a suit of armor
from love's mate
as the heavy scars from fake–
I can't stay
you...I could only tolerate
builds her face
straight to a destiny's fate–
the writer in massive create
she...to never deny God
in whatever she faced
so she shoulders damage
left behind–
by carelessness
and self hate
building her rose‒
from a destroyer's
intentional state
she knows‒
she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–others led her to fall
not caring
the damage at all
oh! how
she can stand tall–
she picked herself up
from the fall
using the rest of her life
in God's hall
lost to true love's
missed call
she knows‒
she gave it her all
–it was not her
that caused
the fall!
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‘Twenty-Year Itch’

Trust Me: It’s Not Your Fault!

A sample from Book 6

 Twenty-Year Itch
there's a glitch
in this marriage-is-forever niche
no one says it
when selling their pitch
they just say―
marriage is a gift
no more ifs
no more endless cliffs
but it's all a myth
for there's a ditch
from which
comes the switch
where love drifts
lies are rich
truths are a bitch
change is swift
heed this warnings' monolith
the twenty-year itch
comes from this sudden twitch
egotistical snitch
a labyrinth
a deceptive clinch
leaving you adrift
lost to miff
without even one
understanding flinch
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‘Changing of Tides’

You Will Make It Through!

A sample from Book 6

 Changing of Tides
an emptiness
fills his head
darkness consumes him―
wishing himself dead
around him
there's too much
with a nothingness
a mixed rush
meanings of his life gone
what he thought important―
seems all wrong
a need
to just forget about it all
―drop everything and run
with not one once
of guilt
of those who'll fall
he just feels done
from all that was good
―it's easier
to just give up
do things
he never would
forget those
he once loved
start over
―a brand new book
those he hurt―
never giving
another look
denying blame
denying himself
just living life
from a shelf
is better to him
then standing for
what he really feels
in his heart
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‘The Hanging’

When You’re Caught In Silent Abuse

A sample from Book 1

 The Hanging
the heart thumps
a thunderous bolt
tightens and roars—
wrapping, squeezing
like a sailor’s rope
hunger escapes
while sleeplessness eludes
jolted and battered—
feeling the vapor
of a flowerless fool
with rupturing chills
cold and hot—
not quite understanding
this weathering thrill
voice over voice
cloud the mind
yes or no—
eyes turn cold
then go blind
searching for light
yearning to yell
craving an escape—
this pending doom
to a bottomless hell
beneath there’s bound
to be salvation
somewhere to run—
‘til then
there’s only damnation
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‘Text Me’

Moving Through Anger with Bargaining!

A sample from Book 5

 Text Me
in this phone
I am a clone
away from home
easily...I roam
no longer alone
words I've thrown
cast a bone
string along
however long
I want you to belong
in this phone
I'm on loan
read my worded song
I'm wearing a thong
―hear me moan
I'll send a picture―
for your visual tone
with words I'm strong
―played like a trombone
I can turn you on
in my world
you'll be drawn
in this phone
nothing's wrong
it's my zone
imaginations grown
be careful―
if to me you're drawn
I'll take you
where you've not yet gone
for in this phone
I own
my imaginary throne
I'll make you moan
dance to my song―
your emotions
get too strong
I'll exit
and be gone
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‘Hold My Hand’

Men: Just Do It!

A sample from Book 5

 Hold My Hand
when I'm lost
― confused
wanting to give up
will you hold my hand
when I doubt
want a way out
will you stick around
when I'm angry
call you names
will you not place blame
when I cry
lost in sadness
will you change my mind
to live and not die
when I hate
my vision clouded
will you be my guide
tell me my life
is not a lie
when I want to run
leave all behind
draw a heavy line
will you walk beside me
―hold my hand
take my feet
from the sand
plant them
on solid ground
when I'm alone
lost in darkness
make you want to leave
will you forgive
help my eyes to see
I want to be
when I'm here
cold...closed up inside
will you stay
give me space
help me see my way
when I want
to give up
will you stand by me
take my hand
help me be free
help me to see
what it takes
to be happy
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‘A Woman’s Strength’

You Deserve Appreciation and Love!

A sample from Book 5

  A Woman's Strength
did you think of me today
no call came my way
underneath my smile I sway
no words do I say
I thought of you all day
as I rushed through my filled plate
early I started to bake
not long the house was laced
with the smell of your favorite
chocolate cake
the kids were at play
a new toy
one did break
one became the prey
the other screamed hate
peace...I had to make
clearing the haze
putting smiles on their face
anger left no trace
but it was too late
the cake―
I had to throw away
ring phone ring
I did pray
hoping you'd call to say hey
then the dog did stray
I had to move in haste
apologies to convey
the neighbor's yard―
a garbage-strung maze
after an hour's pace
a cleaned yard
done in good faith
I reentered the house
noticed it was only eight
my day―
moving at a slow rate
still no word from my mate
breakfast I did make
then the taste of toothpaste
the cleaned dish plates
no time to wait
everyone dress
screamed hurrah
to the babysitters―
who monthly I pay
to take my place
a goodbye kiss
a last minute wave
off to work
my smile...fake
then I remember
I hadn't ate
my eight-hour day
drove its heavy weight
still no word from my mate
rush-hour traffic
a nerve-raking state
thus beginning the evening chase
babysitter, supper
no flirter's bait
comes my way
sent the children
off to bathe
finally you call
again...you're working late
a quiet evening to waste
long, restless night
again...I must face
until you're home
and I feel safe
did you think of me today
no call came my way
underneath my smile I sway
no words do I say
I thought of you all day
as I rushed through
my filled plate
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‘The Experience’

Your Anger Turns to Lust to Move You!

A sample from Book 5

 The Experience
I'm your past
I'm what
didn't last
I'm what
never last
I'm the passing blast
to move through
really fast
with the quickness
of a kisser's dash
I'm the wine glass
wearing a mask
my on-stop splash
I'm your past
leaving you
in a gasp
easily slipping
from your grasp
in your mind
thoughts are cast
in my heart
the debris
of a failed lover's task
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‘Anger’s Brethren’

Don’t Use the Children!

A sample from Book 5

 Anger's Brethren
its face is ugly
peeking through
little by little
building its soul
one small piece at a time
it patiently waits
then the attack
increasing the heartbeat
a once throughout plan
wilting the roses
rains replacing sunshines
beautiful language
turns to spiteful vengeance
over ruling logic
closing open hearts
its face is ugly
destroying all good
taking its time
taking all time
closing doors
'til love exist
no more
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