Grass

Grass is pretty, green
Which sparkles in sunshine, dew
Until winter breaks

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Adventures

Taking adventures is a great way to go
Doing something new is a great way to grow
Can't let fear drag you down
Can't let sadness make you frown
Get out and enjoy those places
Yet undiscovered as the case is
Have no regrets, live life grand
Grab life by the horns, with more than one hand
Cherish the moments you make
For life is only as great as the chances you take

Butterfly Wings

(Photo inserted from Wikipedia)




They say a butterfly can start a tornado a half world away
But we never think of this as we go about our day
We never think of what affect we have in the world
The things we do are just there, hurled
Out into oblivion, no matter the effect on others
Until the weight of the world starts to smother
What difference in the world do I make
With every breath that I take?
What would have happened had I crashed my car?
Would the people hit still be who they are?
With their path changed, forever that day
Is the world changed in an irrevocable way?
What of the creativity that came of that choice
Did that become a heard voice
Or just some other dribble in a world full of noise
Or will it become a thing full of joys?
We all need to stop and think of what effect we exude
Into the world before it's screwed.

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Poetry On The Move

I almost crashed my car
Driving while writing today
Pen in one hand, paper in the other
Driving with my knee, what can I say?
When inspiration hits that hard
It is hard to not to roll with it
Even when I couldn't stop my trip
(The daycare would have a fit)
My hope is great
That this poem is grand
And soon a check
Will be in hand
So while I made a big mistake
Driving with my knee
It may be worth the while
(But I must wait to see)

Friendship Rekindled

Fear of the anger that was once bestowed
Became an electric fence
Where a zillion amps flowed
The fence now gone, destroyed
As if never there
Making us question why we avoid
Our friendship once so strong
Can be that way again
It won't even take that long

Once we decided, it as if no time had passed
Our friendship just as it was
When we saw each other last

Afterglow

Sitting here listening to "The Truth About Love"
Listening close to the fears
Finding my feelings so closely mirrored
By the music in my ears
Wondering how it has come to be
Trying to find a way
To communicate to that level
Reach everyone in their own way
By the words I type today
Is it that her beat has music
While mine does not
Or are my words kept so well hidden
They can't be found?
Worrying even more, fear the lack of sound
Because I can't add music
No one will hear my pain
A thought then occurs
Do they hear hers, so plain?
She has a great beat masking her hurt
While mine is raw, there, alone
Approach so different, one thing is clear
All we both want is someone to hear
A someone we hold very dear
Someone always near
The one someone we most fear
Losing

Feeling Down

Just as you are feeling at your worst
Someone may make your day
It may come at a time you won't like
But give it a chance, hear what they say
For the message may hold power
Beyond your belief
So a "horrible inconvenience"
Could be quite the relief
Let your fences fall
From the stresses of life
Enjoy those around you
It will help you through strife
Hear the love behind the anger
And laughter beyond tears
Give as much as you take
Float through your years

Profoundity

I want to write something profound
Something that catches on, takes over
Never hits the ground
Doesn't find closure
But how do I know what I write
Will last long enough to achieve
These dreams I dream, fight
Oh, how I want to believe
Yet the realist in me
Won't let me give in
To these dreams, so lovely
Even though, this is where I begin.....

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Vertigo

The world is spinning out of control
I want it to stop, or at least to slow
Can't focus on what's in front of me
The spin is too fast for me to see
Anxiety grows, fear fast on its heels
Room spinning faster, as if on wheels
The floor falls out from beneath my feet
Soon, gravity and I are destined to meet
Until then, I spin, trying to hold on
To something real, but it is beyond
Beyond anything within my reach
Oh please stop spinning, to the world I beseech!
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Birthday Surprise

Having lunch with a dear friend
The kind of lunch you don't want to end
When in walks a group of cackly ladies
Loud, happy, little older than babies
These ladies were bubbly about the day
A surprise, a celebration, a little par-tay!
Their cackle took over, but pleasantly so
Because the birthday girl had such a radiant glow
As we ate we couldn't help but awe
At the gathering, a great hurrah
Both looking on, just hoping we could be
Just like these ladies at the age they be

Understanding Prompt

(tweetspeak poetry prompt)

1 - Surely someone, somewhere 
2 - Understands what you're saying
3 - Under your layers of meaning

4 - Past the signs that say "beware"
5 - Along the path you are portraying
6 - With those words intervening

7 - Will start to stop and compare
8 - Their worlds with your conveying
9 - Those very thoughts that go careening

10 - And only then they will dare
11 - Something larger than displaying
12 - Defining a perfect gleaning


(Author's Note: read again in this order: 1,4,7,10 - 2,5,8,11 - 3,6,9,12 for a different poem)

© 2012 Deanna Repose Oaks
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Playing Games

Hiding the hurt from you
Was easy because you were hurt too
You didn't see what I faced
Because your anger was misplaced
While you stood there and accused
Please understand there is no excuse
I hurt too, though you didn't see
(You were the one hurting me)
I kept quiet, silent, and still
Hoping you'd swallow that jagged pill
A pill coated heavily with fear
And resentment you loved so dear
When that didn't happen I walked away
Hoping to return, hurt but okay
My return un-triumphant, lame
Because it ended our little game

Everyday Things

Everyday things, the ones we all face
Can be profound, if given a place,
Translated into a greater meaning
As part of our convening
There just needs to be that one string
That ties it to the whole thing
One idea that solidifies thought
Keeping the string completely taut
Taking that thing we use everyday
Changing it to convey
Deeper meaning than we knew could be
While keeping it relevant to you and me
Helping us learn and look anew
At these things we see and do

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Mending Fences

The fence once put in place
Is falling into disrepair
Left to ponder if it should be fixed
Or if it should be moved somewhere
Far removed from you
In order to rekindle friendship
Our lives have changed so much
There is no longer the hardship
That our friendship couldn't endure
In it's place this sadness
Loss of friendship so pure
Wanting to move the fence
Is first step towards more
Are you be willing to help me
Or do you still abhor
The honesty I gave to  you
Which you asked of me that day
Asking if you wanted truth
Or wanted me to say
What you wanted to hear
Then there is the fence
I built to keep you out
It was my best defense
Against the pain I couldn't fix
The pain you were living
I couldn't help, couldn't face
Couldn't be that forgiving
All I wanted was more for you
Than the ache you embrace
You did what you needed to do
I did the same
Wondering now, as I attempt to mend this fence
Do you still hold me to blame?

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Defeated

I am so defeated
And feel so cheated
I had such a great deal
One I wish I could repeal
But no, that is covered by warranty
"Isn't it great - totally free!"
Sure, yeah, whatever replace it
Quick before you discontinue it
So I can suffer another full year
For that deal - mine free and clear
Why oh why was I suckered so
And believed the fix - oh no
That is not the way it goes
No batteries left to power the phones
So I pay more money to continue
Down this road anew
Wanting to trade the android crap
For an iPhone with better app

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