Naked Thoughts
Bits and pieces of my imagination. Unfiltered and unbiased, life expressed as seen through my eyes.
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Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Empty Promises
echoing sentiments felt deeply within my soul
the old year passes-the new one dawns
years of promises made to myself
many ending without further thought
finally burdens are lifted liberating me
light has allowed my wings to grow
a new life awaits-no more empty promises
away I fly to a future unknown
MSM ©Dec 31, 2014
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Closing Circles
Sighing
deeply; I remember all that has passed and what is happening in the present.
These last few years have not exactly been kind to me. Not so much in the physical sense but more in
the emotional sense.
Fiscal
plans that did not exactly go as planned. Dear friends stretched out helping
hands-without them I am not sure what I would have done. They are-in truth- my true family. Another first-at least for me-I must admit I
finally hit that mythical glass ceiling.
A ceiling which never bothered me in past years but now-it exists. They call it ageism. Shhh! It is a secret that the world of
employment doesn’t want you to know. Unfortunately
it is a truth that many of us will not be able to avoid. They value the experience but are not in the
market to compensate. They prefer the
younger less experienced with all the drama that goes with it. However with that said, I am a fish that
adapts. *grins* At least I am not
sushi!! I will not be eaten!!
Now
family feuds-there-it is not a game!
Unfortunately the saying of blood is thicker than water-does not apply-at
least not in my family. What used to
appear as a tight-knit family has turned into a nightmare! I am afraid that with the death of my
Father-Mother was left to the mercies of a very ruthless family. It is appalling what money will do to
people. Greed reared its ugly head and
the infection went deep. Mother felt it
as it drained her will to live. She
uncluttered her life-which included people; she called it closing circles.
Sadly, the people were members of her family. She left this life saddened by
what she considered her failure. It was
not her failure but that of her own flesh and blood. Vultures that circled live meat-picking at it
until it finally died. What they never realized was that she finally closed
circles-she knew who and what each person was.
They were too blind to see. They
wanted only the money and the property.
She had the last laugh-she gave it all to charity. There was nothing left for any of them.
The
Patriarch and Matriarch are gone. Before
they left this life, my parents were informed and yes I told them. It was time for the blindfolds to come
off. It was not a move for revenge but
rather an effort to help them realize what bastards their children had become.
They took it upon themselves to investigate and found the truth they sought.
The
life they had they built with honor; what they prepared for the family was for
not. They left a legacy-one of which I
am proud of. However it was not what the siblings expected.
The
siblings can and will continue to pick at one another but they will do it
without me. The drama they seek will not
come from me. Each one has had many things
to hide-all of which I know but have never exposed to the world. However, they
know I know and it kills them.
Circles
are closing-closing-closed.
A
tremendous weight has finally lifted. My
life is now my own. My wings are back
and I fly.
MSM
©December 31, 2014
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Enduring
Nightfall comes rapidly
Signaling the end of another day
Another day with you far away
We have endured many of such days
Days which have become the norm
There is so little time for us now
It has become heartache-at least for me
A test of endurance which is now
never-ending
However it is not lack of love-just the
frustration of non presence
The nights have other challenge-restless
dreams
Ushering in the dawn with its many daily
challenges
Challenges to live life and not just
pass the time
MSM ©Dec 2014
Thursday, November 27, 2014
A quiet morning today
One that has opened up a path
The one inside her mind
A long forgotten image
Of 5 girls walking a mall
Happy, laughing-together
Dressed in tight blue jeans
Bright white sneakers
White blouses and bags
Typical teenage chatter
Growing in volume
As the window shopping continued
Sadly with time the 5 separated
Each growing a tail of sins
Especially against each other
The youngest-a poor student
Expelled from a public University
Later married as a necessity
The next one studied hard-very hard
A challenge along with some other hardships
Married finally but not a child to be seen
Middle girl was always a bully
Always had sticky fingers and thought she was cute
Her marriage has become a sham-no one speaks to her
Now you have the eldest of the group
Responsible for the rest
Shouldering responsibility not meant for her
Greed and arrogance guided three of the 5
The life lead was not what was taught
They turned on the eldest-hoping to destroy
In life there is payback-life does not forgive
The eldest defended herself but the taint
Of the others was difficult to remove
Now years later that taint is almost gone
It seems that tear made within her is almost healed
Or maybe it is the numbness that she feels
One tail after another
Bloating with poisonous ooze
Erasing the memory of long ago
MSM ©November 27, 2014
Sunday, November 16, 2014
An Angel's Face
Her eyes look at me when she thinks I don’t see
The beams of hatred feel like shards of glass plunging into me
Her words cut my skin like tiny knives
She waits for my reaction; waiting to see me run
I have learned to bite my tongue; many times bleeding
The hurt inside is terrible; the years have done nothing to lessen
My protection has been the promise forced at a death
A death that should have released her but instead bound her
Her retaliation was then her words used against those I love
Forcing the abandonment she wants yet it only fueled that hate
She has put scars on my emotions; my psyche
I carry physical scars on my scalp and face-no one knows
Yet I can forgive and even forget
There are times where she is kind; I want to love her
Then she has to spoil it by saying
It’s her house and she hates me as she points to the door
MSM©Oct 2014
Knocking on Heaven’s Door
Knocking on Heaven’s Door
Runny
noses and tears on my face
Painful
scratches from the cats
Falling
due to my own clumsiness
Breathing
in the smoggy air
Feeling
the heat of the day
Wishing
for the cold weather to start
The
taste of food that is yummy
And
that taste that is so foul your stomach rebels
The
memories which linger longer than you like
Anticipating
that first kiss
This
was not what you thought it would be
Until
years later when you meet the love of your life
The
sound of that virile voice
Quickening
my pulse
As
touching brings me full circle
Bringing
forth a new life
Getting
fat and lumpy
Hearing
those first wonderful sounds
It
is the feeling of emotions
The
daily wave of joy and sadness
The
occasional anger which stays or leaves
The
rush of emotions
As
politics are discussed
Debates
won and lost
Meeting
different people
Adjusting
to different mentalities
Enjoying
the experience of new cultures
They
say that heaven is perfect
No
couples, partners or individual love
No
human touches-no sex
That
is not my idea of heaven
Why
would I want to not feel anything again
That
is called death
Heaven
is here-right on my doorstep
It
is here on earth
Where
my humanity is
This
is where I will stay
Until
my time is up
Until
my humanity dies
Do
not bury me but allow me to fly
My
ashes spreading across the land and sea
Now
just let me fly
©MSM
October 2014
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