Below is a collection of poems I've written over time....a timeline of my loves and losses, if you will.

  • My Book of Deceit - A whirlwind romance - or actually, more of a May/December romance. Swept off my feet by a younger guy with promises of a future together. Filled my head with lies, such as, "If I never believed in love at first sight, I do now," and "I REALLY thought you were the one."  GAG   But in HIS defense...we was really young and we moved way too fast. One of these days, maybe I'll figure it all out. But, even after all of this...I still refuse to give up on love. My mom always said I was a glutton for punishment. ;-)
  • Happy Endings and Other Unbelievable Fairy Tales -  Ahhhh yes...I was really happy for the first time in a while at first. I told him, "If this is a dream, I hope I never wake up!" His reply? "Dreams do come true." So I held onto that for a brief while....even after I became suspicious about his extracurricular activities. Text messages in the middle of the night...turning the phone on silent when we were together. Til the fated day that I actually saw the messages coming in and going out. THREE other women. Really? Why do men have to be such players?

 

  • The Door - The Door is a metaphor for falling in love.  I think that in many relationships, we've all "danced near the door"...The one time I actually "danced through the door", I found out there was a trap door on the other side.....But, then, that's another poem. This poem is a reflection of some special moments with what was, in the beginning, a very special guy. His romantic charms inspired my words.  I was falling hard for him when I'd written this poem. Then, he lied to me, cheated on me, & basically treated me like crap. So I walked away. But, as every dog has his day - he suddenly realized how much he loved me. However, he learned one thing about me that he wasn't counting on: Once I walk away, I never turn back.

     

  • Fade to Black - In trying to recover from the "loss of my crown"....I found myself in a vulnerable state of mind. But, only temporarily. I refer to this as "temporary insanity".  We live. We learn. Usually the hard way.

     

  • Thief in the Night -  I was truly madly, deeply in love - the kind of love that only comes around once in a lifetime - unfortunately, he wasn't. It was a very difficult transition for me. At the time, I would have lain down my life for this man. Funny how love can grip your heart and squeeze the life out of you sometimes.

     

  • Scent of Pink - Is the result of a very brief, but passionate love affair. You may recognize some song titles throughout the poem. They are a collection of songs that we shared together. The object of my affection here was from India, and in English translation, he name meant "good light". 

     

  • Mother and Child - This poem was written to help me through my mother's death.  She died a slow, horrible death as a combination of years of alcohol abuse and cancer. Being her only child, (I was adopted at 4 years old) and having no support from my husband, I had no other choice but to deal with the situation on my own. This was my therapy; my solace.

     

  • 22:38 - This is not a poem I've written, but the only poem anyone's ever written for me. It was written by an aspiring, talented young artist. A wonderful guy. Luv ya, J!!

    This site was last updated 07/13/09

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