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Jacki DShow poetry







I have moreless become a stranger to this site as of late. Personal ordeals and other things in my life have kept my muse from visiting much lately. But one thing this site has given to me is a wonderful friend and sister of my heart. Her name is Billie Jean Salas(Aphrodite's Token). She is a wonderful poet in fact she has became my favorite poet.







I have recently had to deal with emptynest sydrome but I'm finding I like quite well. I have 5 grandchildren but 4 of them live 800 miles away and I don't see them often, but I have one grandson Dominic who I call my Homegrown grandson that has brought a new light into my life. I just love that kid!!



As far as the poems I have posted here you will see alot of changes on my outlook on life...beliefs. Raised in the middle of the Bible Belt I thought that Christianity was the only way there was to believe. Some of my poetry shows that. But I have come to believe that alot of different religions make sense to me as well. I never felt comfortable in church and disagreed w/alot of the dogma. So now I adhere to no religion but embrace some of them all. I read a quote once that said..IT'S NOT THAT THERE ARE NO ANSWERs BUT THAT THERE ARE TOO MANY ANSWERS. I think that which ever God/Goddess that you choose to worship are one in the same. It is just how each indidival precieves them. I feel more comfortable than I ever have believeing this way. I am very much tolerent of whatever or whoever a person worships. I will not be so arrogant to tell a person they are wrong in their beliefs and I like to get the same respect in return. But living where I do it is not very well accepted.







There are a couple more people who I have become friends w/here but not to the degree that I have with my red-headed wench Billie Jean but I would still like to mention them. They are also great poets and their work is worth a glance. So here are their names.
Teardrop
Hugh Wyles
Lordoftherings
Bluff Reef
There used to be others but we have lost contact because I don't use the site as much.



Also some may not like my poetry and that's fine. I write only for myself and to leave a part of me behind and the free theraputic sessions it offers. My old friend Billy Davidson told me once when I first came to the site and got upset because somebody said something rather nasty about a poem I had written. He said that poetry is an indidival art. This is so true. I think perhaps someday that my grandchildren or their kids can come to this site or find a disc that has words that can give them insight on me that they may not know. Perhaps even inspire them to sit down and write themselves.






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The following are few of my favorite poems
and I also listed the lyrics of two song that
I never get tired of hearing.
Hope this doesn't break the rules.
I would also like to thank everyone who
reads my poems and also a big thanks
to this site for creating an outlet for me
and many others.
Jackie


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Heavy



your back aching and straining

with the very weight of life
breaking down skin and muscle,

fiber and marrow
till the cracking of bones

ricochets off the walls of your mind
and you feel so low, so down,

that it is as if life can get no more cruel than this
but,
you have always been a fighter,

and you will prevail over this too

May I help carry your load?
As you have carried so many of mine

as a friend, sister, and fellow human
throughout the years, months, and days
borrow my strength to be your own, borrow my will
bend my ear to your lips, and shout in a venting rage
over all the raging things in life
and after all your venom, and poison is expelled…
lean on me my friend
let tears flow
sigh...
and rest your head

Billie Jean Salas






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The Woman I Am

Glen Allen



The woman Iam
Hides deep in me
Beneath the woman
I seem to be.

She hides away
From the stranger's eye-
She is not known to passer -by.

She goes her way,
The woman I seem
But the woman I am
Withdraws to dream!

The woman I seem
Goes carelessly-
When love goes by
Does not seem to see.

But the woman i am
Knows sudden fear....
And hides more deeply
When love draws near!

For love might look closely
Perhaps... and see
Her beneath the woman
I seem to be.


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Death Is nothing At All

I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you,
Whatever we were to each other,
that we are still.

Call me by my old fimiliar name,
Speak of me in the easy way which
you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes that we
enjoyed together.

play,
smile,
think of me
Pray for me.

Let my name be ever the household
word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort,
Without the ghost of a shadow upon it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is no absolute and unbroken continuity.

What is death but a negligible acccident?
Why should I be out of mind because I'm out of sight?
I am but waiting for you,
for an interval,
Just around the corner.
All is well.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Herny Scott Holland



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Not Waving But Drowning
Stevie Smith (1902-1971)

Nobody heard him,the drowning man,
but still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
and not waving but drowning.

Poor Chap, He always loved larking
and now He's dead
It must have been too cold for him
his heart gave way,
They said.

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the deadman lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life,
and not waving but drowning.

This poem speaks mounds to me. How many of us
go thru the day with not one person realizng
all is not well, and how a simple word or friendly hug
could have been the one thing that made that person
take a cleansing breath




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Song: IT’S BEEN AWHILE
by:Staind

It's Been Awhile
Since I could...
Hold my head up high
And it's Been Awhile
Since I first saw you
And it's Been Awhile
Since I could stand on my
own two feet again

And It's Been Awhile
Since I could call you

And everything I can remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered
I've stretched myself beyond the means

And it's been awhile
Since I could say that I
wasn't addicted and...

And it's been awhile
Since I could say I
loved myself as well and...

And it's been awhile
Since I've gone and fucked things up
Just like I always do

It's been awhile
But all that shit seems
to disappear when I'm with you

And everything I can remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
Consequences that I've rendered
Gone and fucked things
up again...again

Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away

Just one more peaceful day

It's Been Awhile
Since I could...
Look at myself straight

And it's Been Awhile
Since I said I'm sorry

And it's Been Awhile
Since I've seen the way
candles light your face

And it's Been Awhile
But I can still remember
just the way you taste

Everything I can remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
To me...I know this pain
I cannot blame this on my father
He did the best he could for me

And it's Been Awhile
Since I could...
Hold my head up high

And it's Been Awhile
Since I said I'm sorry
(Real lyrics.com)




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EVANESCENCE LYRICS

Bring Me to Life


how can you see into my eyes, like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I've become so numb
without a soul
my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home

[Chorus]

(wake me up) wake me up inside (i can't wake up)
wake me up inside
(save me) call my name and save me from the dark
(wake me up) bid my blood to run (i can't wake up)
before I come undone
(save me) save me from the nothing I've become

now that I know what I'm without,
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life

[Chorus]

bring me to life
I've been living a lie
there's nothing inside
bring me to life

frozen inside without your touch, without
your love, darling
only you are the life among the dead

all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark, but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought, without a voice, without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more

bring me to life

[Chorus]

I've been living a lie
there's nothing inside
bring me to life

Thanks to James Leach (jleach@airmail.net), josh_l_voyles@yahoo.com for correcting these lyrics


[ www.LyricsTop.com ]



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Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still
worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I have made, and
would unmake.if I could.The pains that have burned me and
scarred my soul, it was worth it for having been allowed to
walk were I have walked,which is to hell on earth, heaven
on earth, back again, into, under, far inbetween, through it
and above it.

Gia Marie Carangi 1986


















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  • just more family stuff. I haven't penned in such along time. I know these aren't my best, but it's free therapy.
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  • Just some feelings I have now. I'm not some emo my family really does some sucky things to me only to forget they aren't perfect never have
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  • Sherry on September 12, 2008
    Hey Jacki you remember me??How are you doing?
  • Sherry on May 30, 2007
    Hey Jackie do you remember me? Hope you are doing ok.
    Sherry
  • AnDrEa002 on October 28, 2006
    hey mom i doubt u remeber me andrea, i used 2 b juggalette89 but then i changed my name, i miss u how have u been, do u rmebeber me
  • teardrop on September 16, 2006
    Hey Sweetie,
    I had to reformat my hard drive and lost your phone number again. I'm sorry. Trying to call you so I can edit your book. (That too got taken off my hard drive)

    Huggles

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