"blinded by spite and so called retribution
you sacrifice her happiness in search of personal restitution
I ask what kind of mother could you possibly be
that would see our daughter suffer just to get back at me "

Excellent. This stanza could almost stand on it's own.

Truth is Im NOT religious, but good sense no matter where you find it is still good sense. If you take each commandment individually, while pretty simplistic, they cut thru the chase. Treat others as you would be treated, though shalt not steal or lie, etc etc etc. Seriously, think about it. Humanity as a whole has completely convuluted the issue. In short, we make life far harder on ourselves than we need to because we can't accept that sometimes simpler doesn't always mean second rate.....

It's ok, I wasn't offended Abra, I was just stating that we both are entitled to what ever belief system we utilize is ideal as long as it works for us, yes?

Abra, here's an idea. You write what you like. And I'll write what I like. We all have our belief system. That's mine. You dont agree? Well, that's ok too.

The original line regarding Ann Coulter was just a bit more ... "harsh"...grin....

<<---jumping in, flying around clacking her castenats...and doing the Mingle Jingle....

I believe that everybody, even the worst of souls has a redeemable quality deep in their heart.

I believe that kindness, consideration and respect are three qualities that will get us a lot further in life than most people realize. I also believe that the homeless, the elderly, the abused and the neglected deserve my respect and care. After all, that could be me.

While not religious by any means, I believe that if we all practiced a few of the 10 commandments, we might find ourselves to be better people.

I believe that while love isn’t easy, it’s one of the few things in life truly worth fighting for and that pride, smugness and judgment should never interfere with it.

I believe reality TV should be permanently removed from my cable TV.

I believe Geraldo Rivera needs to give it a rest and he can take Ann Coulter with him.

I believe that it’s not fair of me to ask someone to give or do that which Im not willing to give or do myself.

I believe that it doesn’t matter which road you’ve taken to get somewhere as long as you get there.

And I believe that the first cut is the deepest and it never stops bleeding…

Well...I believe you know how I feel about this piece...*smile*...

Im a wonderful keeper of secrets, John *wink*

Hello my lovelies! WonderfulWench you dont need ME to feel darling~You do so well on your own~I LOVE your addition!!

Pam, thank you my lamb~how are you doing? I miss your lovely self

Gorgeousgurl! Hello sweetpea, yes good buys ARE wonderful! Goodbyes on the other hand...well, not so much...

Hello my angelFace~I've read your latest. glorious and soft as only you can write~

Beautiful Bonney how are you doing! You're not working too hard are you? Silly Wiz to ask a silly question!

Mz Em, lovely picture~

Terry, you gorgeous smiling critter how are you?

Hello John (I admire a man who admites to having tears), Fusion and Rock, thank you for reading and enjoying...I have alot on the site, hopefully you'll find my work and enjoy it ~

KC, I love visiting with you and your lovely words~

Thank you Chick, much appreciated darlin'...

Teddy, Goodbye can hold so much can't it? Consider yourself held tightly sweet one.

Goodbye

Such a small word
Too often heard
Wielding such power

The mere whisper of it can
Blow you out of the water
With the high velocity force
Of a deadly tsunami
Running it’s course
Destroying your
Very foundation
Tearing you apart
Scattering the
Remnants of your heart
Across the wasteland
Left behind in the wake
Of this relentless
Devastation
Leaving you
Broken
Beaten
Battered
Your confidence
Shattered
Dreams lost
In the furies
Of goodbye

Goodbye

A gentle sigh
Laid over you
Whisper soft
As a blessing
Warming you
In the glow
Of a future hello
Sweet acknowledgement
Of temporary absence
Lingering no longer
Than a swift breath
A loving word holding
Promises of a
Tomorrow
Holding no sorrow
No loss of illusion
No abandonment
Or confusion
No questions
Left unanswered
Holding your future
Lightly
Brightly
Lovingly
Cocooned
In the sounds
Of goodbye

Goodbye

Such a small word
Too often heard
Wielding such power



awh july 2009

~ ‘night, Mother ~

Soft hisses of
machines in the night
mingling with
labored breaths scented
in medicinal fumes
wafting under my nose

Appalled by the
cruelty of life
slowly dissipating
before me as
echoes of goodbye
close in on me
I watch grayed skin
heavy with disease
once bright
red-rimmed eyes
dimmed
as her once
girlish hopes and
dreams fade
along with her life

Knowing
her end is near
riddled with fear
my sorrows
trickle onto
a beloved face
death holds no grace
I lean down
kissing cracked
dried lips
my broken whispers
pressed against
a deaf ear

'night Mother~

nov 2008



nov 2008


awh rev @ july 2009

An incredible and beautiful piece of work. But pretty much anything Maya lays her pen to is brilliant.

This poem is like an Urban Legend. I've tried on numerous occasions to find out who wrote it. Clearly the author doesn't want to be known. A shame. It's a quietly powerful piece and everybody should sit and read it at lease once.

Shades of Kerouac and BarFly. I LOVE this Jim!!!

Happy 4th My Henry~

Ahhhh tea by the lake...a quiet summers eve with my dear dear Denise.....I love you~ Where are the rest of our ladies? We need tea and crumpet sunday again...I miss my quiet gentle friends~

Hello Cherub, where have you been?

RCraig, thank you kindly~

I think it's pretty safe to say that not only do we all understand, we probably see pretty much the same thing you see - the world crumbling around us. Anarchy and armegeddon. But look harder... you'll see something beautiful beyond that....you just need to look....

Yo, genius, your thoughts and self supposed probabilities are far from fact. Again. Be seeing you.