My Life Experience has always been walking a Trail Of Tears
Now I lay me down to weep,
Tears fall upon my pillow, there will be no sleep.
I hug myself and whisper," You're okay!"
" Tomorrow might be a better day."
I have always had me,
And that's how it will always be.
People come for awhile, but soon disappear,
When it all boils down, I am the only one here.
I never question me or ask why,
I never judge, scold or say good-bye.
I dwell in the land of alone, a state of mind,
And it really just suits me fine.
I sing Bye Bye Black Bird, as a lullaby,
When I sing," Here no one loves or understands me", I cry.
Another mile traveled on my Trail Of Tears,
I've walk this trail for years and years.
" That which does not kill me, will make me strong",
I say to myself, grit my teeth and then move along.
I whisper," Hush now, time to get back in the race",
" Dry your eyes and paint a smile on your face!"
26-I SEE WHAT I THINK IS PERFECT-THEN I REALIZED IT WAS SIMPLY NOT FINISHED-AND THAT MADE IT EASIER TO APPRECIATE-44-ALL ALONE WE ARE NOT-BEING ALONE IS AN ILLUSION AND A DIALOG TAKES PLACE-WHEN YOU REALIZE THE DIALOG IS NOT ONLY WITHIN YOURSELF-YOU WILL NEVER FEEL ALONE AGAIN- 51-AT ANY MOMENT YOU MAY RECEIVE AN INSIGHT WHICH AUGMENTS YOUR PERCEPTIONS-AND ENHANCES YOUR LIFE- {Love-Ted}
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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I love Joe Cocker's rendition of "bye bye blackbird" the best, so soulful and full of pain
Now dry your face and paint your eyes:=)
Walt