OH LOOK WHAT I HAVE DONEPlaying With WordsOH LOOK WHAT I HAVE DONE by SueJOwen
We'll say it is not personal
at least not hypocritical
for me to get pedantical
at least not hypercritical
there are some things habitual
I'm sick of all things lyrical
when forced to be mechanical
my temper will be historical
it is to me ironical
that some can be so jovial
not at all disgressional
Reality HitsReality Hits by SueJOwen
Haggard, weary, lonesome; she wandered into my office.
Looking round, spotting a safe spot, sets herself down.
“May I help you ?”, surprisingly came out of my mouth
This was not a stranger, she knew me so it appeared.
As she started to speak, her mission was clear.
“My life is in ruins, there’s nowhere to turn, no one to listen,
as of late it appears my desires are forgotten or spurned.”
Sitting there thinking,, my tongue turned to tightened knots.
Was she lost in emotional doom that was not fought?
Softly she spoke, “I’ve been unkind as of late, ignoring
loved ones who paid no attention to my current fate.”
I let her speak, her courage gathered, I dare not utter.
“My husband is unkind, he sees not my true value,
asking him to leave had me thrown into the dirt.
He refuses to leave the homes I’ve made, he lurks.”
“ He was left a long time ago, now I have to force.”
I’ve invited you here to share the work of my wonderful, long time friend, Linda. She does this for so many people and I’m sure she’s been featured all over DA, but there are a few things she needs to know that come from my heart. Anyone who meets her will think, this is a wonderful person, a creative soul and she’s amazingly dynamic. We met in 2008 when she started responding to my poems. They were pretty bad, but let’s call her the encourager. Writing poetry was something I did, never working to get better. Linda had me wanting to get better. If you're shaking your head yes, because you’re one of the lucky people who knows her, you know this is true. She’s a listener, a strong shoulder, a soft shoulder and if she’s not there at the moment, she’ll be back. At the moment when she reads this she’ll shoot me. Did I say that she’s humble? Don’t mess with Linda, she’ll give you what for, and tell you why. With worries of her own she always spares time for everybody else. I love her for her heart, my friend and confidant, thank you dear heart. If she were a man I’d marry her.
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Just a little. I'm friendly and unless abused, I'm kind. I love to talk to people of all ages. I've been married forever and I'm a mom. Some call me Mom or Auntie or friend.
If you think "you're all that", you're not. All people have worth. Gossips not welcome here.
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WITHOUT ART , MUSIC, WRITING AND DANCE MY SOUL WOULD WITHER AND DIE.