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The Mermaid's Daughter

Like mother like daughter...

They say you’re like your father, just as I was like mine. But I see a part of me inside you, strong and stubborn. You lift that chin as if daring me to hold you back, but I won’t. How could I, when all I ever wanted was to be free? I chose my king and my life, and our coupling brought you to me. But it’s time for you to build your own kingdom, and to make your own life. I am so proud of you, my daughter. Soar above all t...

To Love ...Is to share the good and the bad,the joy and the sorrow,sad days and the glad;To Love ...Is to give again,to please and to pamper,such joy it will bring;To Love ...is to forgivethe large and the small,instead of recall;To Love ...Is to lose something precious and dear,yet gracefully give it up without even a tear. Note: This poem was written and submitted for publication in a small local newsletter by Katy with...

A Dream

I am letting this dream pass me

Like all things I can’t hold, you are untouchable. As if intangible to my touch, it can’t hold you like I wanted. Like how I wish to hold you in my arms and,  Maybe, just maybe feel your warmth. Like all things that are far away, you are unreachable. As if you laid up with the stars, no matter how hard I try to reach up, to stretch my hands, I can’t. I wish that you were mine. I wish that I lay there in the stars with you...

The Grave

Same old struggle.

I remember it so well, How I dug deep and hard.To bury you and your memories,Promising I’d finally let go. Yet time and time, I visit still,Sometimes, crying. Oftentimes, longing.Wishing and hoping too fervently,To be buried with you again.

I need to be freeSo this meLetting goThough you'll never knowMy soul burns for you A brilliant crimson hew In this life Full of strifeThat love is light Burning ever so brightEven though I am letting go

A Letter To Modern Romeo

letters from a girl who wanted to move on but couldn't bring her self to.

Dear Romeo,Hey, let me get this straight. I know you would be skeptical if you will read this or not, it’s your choice. I am not going to force you. I know, It took long for me to send this but I was weighing things out. If I’m going to share this or not. I wanted to clear things out basically from the things I’ve heard but it really doesn’t matter, and I don’t care much about it because even if I do, there's nothing much...

The brilliance of the light, reflecting freshly showered grass, is hypnotically intriguing. Blade by blade of subtle innateness, a dew drop now has passed. Comely daisies softly dancing, the breeze is singing its song. Mesmerizing the senses, the petrichor in the air; almost gone. Brilliant rays of sun shine began to illuminate the day, as the steam rises from my coffee cup.

Princess

Raising children means letting go bit by bit, but that's not always easy

Fifteen years now, time went fastChildhood almost in the pastAlmost woman, beauty tooImagine boys are chasing youTime is nearing, without doubtThat you're wanting to go outA scary thought, my little girlYour beauty shining like a pearlOut there where I cannot protectI'll have to trust you, that's a factIt's hard to deal with, but I knowI'll have to practice letting goWe've tried to raise you, to prepareyou for the world t...

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I Am Worth More

In dedication to my daughter

I will love you morethan you will ever know By the time you understand it I will have already decided to go I don't know how to not give my allI wouldn't change it for anything But it's usually the cause of my fall You miss me when I'm gone But I'm invisible sitting next to you Everything and one is more important There's nothing else for me to do I am worth more than that I am worth being adoredSo far in this relationshi...

Fusion

written about my Ex who I had a very volatile relationship with

FUSIONIt's plain as day to all who seebut never have I ever felt this way.And for methere is a refusal to acceptthat which will free mebut,am I willing to lose everything for a promise of nothing?Never have I experiencedwhat ignites inside of mewith your touch,no control when I am with youAndNothing could be sweeterYet for every moment of lovethere is greaterhatedisdain and dysfunctionsometimes I guess that justfeels like...

Acceptance of your destruction

Trying to understand the desire to save those who destroy

Ego. Mine. Yours. I want it all to be the same. I want to tell you that I understand. Mine. Believes that it can see right thru. I can see your soul And I want to save you. You. Have pain you think you hide. Scream at the world for the wrong You believe is ours. We. Will never get anywhere. If all we see is one another. Please turn your head, From me. My desire to save you. Will only destroy me. Your pain. Only makes you...

Anonymous

Upon my travels of many life times, I met a strange assortment of creatures, heard rumors of many more and known that either I knew them or they knew me. Very rarely would I come across an old soul that I never heard nor met before. This particular tale is about one I had gotten to know very well after several years. Her name was Lily. I found her early one morning. I don't exactly know why I was out in the woods so early...

You filled my ears with lies You played such a gameIt shouldn't have been a surprise  I am to blame I fell for it  Hook line and sinker  Believed it all  What was I thinking You became my best friendAnd then I loved you soHours and hours spend togetherI couldn't let you go Words meant just for me They were all untrueRepeated to every other girlI wasn't special to you You told me you loved me And we'd always be together An...

Perfectly Imperfect

Things don't necessarily need to be flawless to be perfect.

Even though I don’t consider myself to be a perfectionist, I’ve learned that others hold a different view. My daughter has admonished me for it, my mother has teased me about it, and when the instructor of my clay class said there’s one in every group, all eyes turned toward me. Two things should be pointed out from the start: 1. This tendency, which I will grudgingly admit may (does) indeed exist, extends only to profess...

Not Me

He won't get this... but this is for me anyway... it feels good to say goodbye.

Would you believe me? Would you believe me if I said, Young me-- oh so very young me, Loved you? You were my closest friend, All of elementary school, Helped me with fears of heights And the shit that was gym, Though you probably don't remember any of that. Do you? If you do, You should tell me, Or should have, Too late, now, for that. Middle school was living hell, you know? You weren't there!  Friends are supposed to be...