Book Birthday

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Poetry is designed for politics. Have you read mine?

Monday Poetry

Poetry

My Wings

By

Patricia Harris

my wings were clipped
before I had grown
strong enough to fly…

so I crashed as they said I would
crawling upon the ground
trying to reach home once more …

I had to recreate my wings
from the bones of the soul
they burned within.


Monday Poetry

Poetry

I turned the page

By

Patricia Harris

As I expected the world
To be a story worth reading,
When I found that I was
Not enjoying the day…
I turned the page.

The story is going to be
One that I chose to write,
And if I am ready to with
nothing to stop me,
I turned the page.

Book Birthday, Belated

I keep forgetting to post these….

I should have Posted this on the 27th and guess what? You can get your copy here.

Thursday Thoughts

Meme - I am Done

I avoid politics.

I really don’t want to have the discord in my soul that politics brings. However, I have found myself being drawn into the fray a lot more lately.

I purposely did Fighting Ignorance as a volume of political poetry because I found myself actually mad about the political issues that were coming out.

I remember thinking that everyone was pushing me to have opinions on politics when I was trying to survive being a young adult in a world that was trying to destroy me. So I refused to get involved. It did the opposite of what everyone was trying to do.

I wanted nothing to do with the news, because it would add more stress on an already tired me. Terrorism was not the people who came from a far to change my country…it was the nightly news telling me that humans were doing such awful things to each other.

I now see the political climate and wonder why we are going backwards. I read a new bill that will make voting harder for those who are like me. My birth certificate and my drivers license have two different names. My name was changed as a child. It was supposed to be changed on my birth certificate as well and due to a paperwork snafu it was not.

I keep seeing more political issues that make me feel like this country is not a safe place for me to live in, and I have no ability to do anything about it. This is why I hate politics. It engenders fear.

I am going to keep hoping for things to turn out well, I will be voting…even if my voice is probably not going to be heard.(1 live in a red state and with the electoral college in place only 51% of the vote is needed to make the choice. So my voice is likely to be unheard.)

I don’t like politics and I don’t like that I have no voice in the way my life is going to be run.

Terrorism is not always an external thing. Sometimes it’s the nightly news telling you world events.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Trading with the fae

By

Patricia Harris

They told me
They could take my pain
And steal it away.

Trading with the fae
Is worse than
Dealing with the devil
Any day.

The promises made
Are sweeter than sugar,
And the result is naught
But disappointment.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Song of Home

By

Patricia Harris

The song of home
Is leading me
To the path
Of memory.

The notes lifting
My heart broken
Into a place of peace
Where only happiness exists.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Forgotten Flowers

By

Patricia Harris

Faded blooms
Floating down stream
Forget me nots
Don’t mean anything.

When you promised forever
With flowers in your hand,
I believed you with no demand…
But here I sit with forgotten flowers
And forever but a dream.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

You Saved Me

By

Patricia Harris

You say that you feel
like you were a curse…
before you I was a soul
lost in the void.
I had no idea
what I should do
or who I was…

I had never seen
anyone else
remotely like me.
until you.

you saved me,
by introducing me
to who you are.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Welcome Back

By

Patricia Harris

The door was closed
So long ago on who
We were, forgotten children
Pretending to be human
In the world turning us into
Monsters.

Taking away the idea
That were allowed to
Play, allowed to be
Happy…

Welcome back
To the forgotten places
Where childhood stows.