Kathy's Poems - 3

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Monday, April 20, 2009

Finding Myself

Finding Myself To discover Who I am Seemed profound Now I go around Just trying To Recover From What I know Sign in to see full entry.

Reconciliation

Reconciliation Odd How Reality and truth and Time Seem vague and blurred And appear in A pale yellow shade Like A faded picture Of myself Forgotten on the shelf A little out of focus And certainly Not sublime Or So easy to see Or Helpful to me When I try To reconcile the woman With the Youth or... Sign in to see full entry.

Maybe

Maybe Maybe I’m trying to Go back Or Stay there To fix what is broken And make it Care For me again Or did it Then Sign in to see full entry.

A Plow

A Plow If this is true No wonder I’m blue No wonder I’m stopped In my tracks Trying to fix or rewind The facts Instead of accepting All that it lacks This house This town Old things a ll around Maybe it’s ok To not stay Anymore I need to be i n the now Anyhow All of my pain And all of my stuff Will... Sign in to see full entry.

Alive

Alive So Let the past Reside in the poem In the prose Let go Of the clothes The papers and baubles The insensitive foes The petty squabbles Put it aside At last So at your repose You will know You’re alive And Living In the present Then it will be all right To die And Feel Ancient Sign in to see full entry.

Busy

Busy I think of myself as an artist But I have no time for art Only time for mindless Tasks And fixing mistakes I made in the past So I can make them again And avoid the possibility Of Being And Creativity - Finding happiness At last Sign in to see full entry.

The Observer

The Observer Is the woman The observer In me Can clearly see Someone You Knew When You were me Is that Why She thought You thought I was Fat Sign in to see full entry.

Naught

Naught Harder Than I ever Thought To move to where The Past Is Naught Tiny increments Of gain Blurred Amidst A wash of pain The present Is blocking My way Again Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

As If

As If I was lost there As if I were At home Where no one knew me anyway Nor cared To read the poem My fingers typed in pain As if the words would disappear As easily as the summer rain And gone they were When winter came And none to Solace me And I was left with Nothing new My paper was Bereft Sign in to see full entry.

Noise and Light

Noise and Light The last time I disappeared Into that noise and light Voices in my head Asked me to take flight But they were drowned Inevitably Out And I could hear them Silently shout My name and all my plans and goals But he was heaping coals upon my head And the entire world around me Seemed... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Not Bound For Glory

.Not Bound For Glory. Her mind is racing forward On a reckless winding tear Rushing blindly toward God knows where This train is barreling through her brain This train of thought This train of thought This train is commonly known as An ephemeral flight from pain This train is fraught with danger It... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Panic Attack

Panic Attack Unravel a panic attack Try to find my way back To where it began And how it took over Everything And all my thoughts Even if I move Or say a prayer It still Stays there Like in a dream When I can’t shout Or wave my arms Or move my legs about But I know I’m not asleep Yet I can’t keep My... Sign in to see full entry.

When I Am Well

When I Am Well Tiredness and water seep over me And my tears seep out of me From behind the shell Of my heart I long to live again When I am well Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Disquiet

Disquiet Everything is new again I do not feel the pain Yet still it is Chilling - Chilling to Remember Where I’ve been Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

A Strange Task

A Strange Task Learning Is a strange task Usually You plead For a chance To know How to move on Past What you lack And you ask for what you think You need So You can be better Yet You hold fast To your crutches And you beg Him Not to take away The things That hold you back Sign in to see full entry.

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