In the Wings

Cloaked in black, in the wings
Watching such wonderous things
Scrims, lights, sounds and flys
You wouldn't believe your eyes
I don't see you, you don't see me
But what you don't see
Let's your imagination soar
Such that your laughter roars
Or tears stream down your cheeks
Feeling the results for weeks
A drama come to brilliant light
Keeping the stage clean and bright
For the next sitting to be sat
In the wings, is where I'm at

Driving Stick

I start, I stall, I start again
Moving forward, lurching
Stalling again
Starting over, better this time
Too much gas
Flooded
Unable to move, stuck
Started again, lurching forward
Whiplash
Stalling out, fewer now
Somehow it clicks
Second
Third
Fourth
Fifth
Now, driving
Just driving, without direction
Afraid to stop
Fearing the hazard
Lurching again
Out of gas

© 2012 Deanna Repose Oaks
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Failing Miserably

Can't sleep for all the stress
Looking around, everything a mess
Undone things left here and there
Uncalled friends, all too aware
Of how I am and all I do
My intentions, non-actions, follow through
Can't help where I am or how I got
This situation, all I've caught
Now I see and I can't fix
The mess I am now admist
So the deeper in I go
To try to reap what I sow
Keeping in mind, that should I fail
At least I tried before the hammer hit the nail

© 2012 Deanna Repose Oaks
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Keeping Up...

With the Kardashians
Or the Joneses
Either way, not for me
Too expensive
With way too many trends
I find I'd rather love family
Friends, and even possibly strangers
Much more fun than wasting money
Time, and even space
On things that won't matter
Once we leave this place

User Error

The script
The query
And the logic
Create a mess
Inspiration disappears
Amid frustration
Tables are turned
Taken away
Then given a new birth
Somewhere else far away
Left alone with my devices
I'd falter past failure
Yet my friends find me
Drag me back to the day
Smiling, laughing among errors
Too random to feel real
Too frequent to be fake
Now the truth is seen
User error is underneath

This Unforgiving Space

Once here, always recorded
Never can be erased
Here, a vast open
Unforgiving place
Everyone has a different view
Of what's here
And their opposing views
Cause untoward fear
The surface is only scratched
Depth is never found
So the views have their own
Sacred solid ground
While one can view
Each and every side
They never open themselves up
Nearly as wide
As this vast open unforgiving space.....


© 2012 Deanna Repose Oaks
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Lost Time

I took a walk through a war scene
Crawled out of a ravine
To meet someone with images of gore
Reliving the Civil War
Through the passage of time, path upkept
Tears, it seems, are still being wept
Places, times, and paths all marked
And with time, they are all remarked
So that people like me can walk through time
Relive the past, out of the ravine climb
To find ourselves alive and well
Out of the ravine known as hell
Luckier than the 700+ dead
Who took bullets to the head
Believing that their side was right
Wanting to help end the fight
Constantly marching towards their death
Tired, hungry, completely out of breath
I can't believe these men kept moving
When their situation was not improving
I would have stopped in my track
Turned, run, high tailed it back
But the men who died that faithful day
Kept on fighting, come what may
I mourn their deaths and their deeds
And pray that history does not repeat.

© 2012 Deanna Repose Oaks
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http://www.amazon.com/author/deannaoaks