The Valley of Worry

The Valley of Worry

Worry is a sneaky guy

Masquerading as love

Concern as caring

Let us hang him

On the gallows

Of listening, acceptance and prayer

Exposing his shallowness (exploring his private parts, Mental masturbation)

And our own frilled judgement

The hanging judge

I am not

But worry must be quashed

Inevitably fruitless

Typist Note: The writing in blue was found in the margin as if she wanted to choose one phrase or the other.

4/22/15 3:00 AM

Recognition of Women’s Spirit

Recognition of Women’s Spirit

I am free. 

I always have choices. 

I choose to live in a state of gratitude

I don’t choose to peer down

Oh poor me lane

Though it oft looked inviting

Seemed to promise delights

It led instead to “aint it awfulness” pain

I’m choosing relief of the

Grief of the less 

Whatever its source

I can stay to the course

Reaching out for the hand

Of the provider

I always have choices

So I’ll state it right now

I’ll not be distracted

Divided, conflicted

The sign clearly reads

To me it’s restricted

Seeds of Disorder

Seeds of Disorder

Fear or worry

Which comes first

Sometimes fear treads lightly

Stalking me as unnamed apprehension

A benign tumor caught in my craw

Ice water coursing into my veins

Till silently worry takes over

A brief respite from urgency

Then stores itself in the deep

Recesses of my mind

Unresolved it takes action

Quietly stitching an anxiety pouch

On which I monogram

Compare and make me look good

I am enough

No fear enfolds me

Today

In the moment

I am whole

And complete

A perfect me

Not measured

By another's compass

I do not compete

No speculation

No hesitation

No intimidation

No

No

No

Today I am enough

Thank you, God.  

 7/21/15

Rejoice in the Lord

Rejoice in the Lord

Rejoice in the Lord, Always. Again

I say rejoice

As I reflect

Happy memories float

Like colorful balloons

Tied to clouds of

Distorted images of

Pain and sadness

Visions of an angry

Dad

A large open mouth

Tonsils engorged

And quivering

Head fulminating

With each

Exploded word

My inner child

Cringes, withdraws

Like the Cheshire Cat

Into a cubicle of ice

What will it take to thaw me out

Warm and embrace me

Till I become the

Dancing fairy

Weaving gossamer

Threads of love

Among the recipients

Of his spittle

Who didn’t even

Know they were scarred

My mind drew pictures

Of a prince charming

Spiriting me away

To a castle in the rainbow

Enriched sky

Fantasy worked until it didn’t.

7/2015

Freedom

Zeal

Zeal for your house will consume me

That sanctuary within my heart

Resting there, nesting there

Spirit lightened and enlightened

Never more to part

All provided by your

Grace

Journeying forth

To see your face

In the traveler

Here beside me

Living life in your light

Hides me

From the pestilence of fear

Love surrounds

Freedom found

9/19/15

On Solid Ground

On Solid Ground

On solid ground

I feel secure

The things of the world

No longer (allow, alieve) me

If love is present

In my heart

No distraction deter me

From playing my part

Living life in a

God-filled universe

9/21/2015

Life is Fun

                                      Life is Fun 

                         It’s fun

                          To be

                             81

                          I’m safe and warm and dry

                              No desire to complain

                                     About the pain

                                     Of growing old

                                     To complain

                                Would be the bane

                                     Of my claim

                                    Yes, life is fun

                                    No need to run

                                       With fear

                                  For love covers all

                                             And

                          I feel it here

                                            And now

                                         The beauty

                                        The essence

                                              The lure

                                       The embrace

                           The commitment

                           The ability

                           The decision

                                             To love

                          The whole human race

                           No more neediness

                           Life is fun

9/21/2015