This song came to me in a dream in 1996. I lost a verse when I woke up but vividly remember the image of a country band that looked like Blackhawk rockin' the final chorus in unison at the front of the stage.
There For Her
When she was rich
When she was strong and sure
When she had lots of things
He was there for her
Chorus: He was there for her (repeat 3 more times)
They moved in together
He promised to care for her
They talked of a family
And he sounded so sure
Repeat Chorus: He was there for her (4x)
When she lost everything
Is when he walked out the door
But shen she didn't need him
He was there for her
Repeat Chorus: He was there for her (4x)
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Anywhen
11/2010
Any when
I came to feel
The powerful
Oneness of
We
I return
convinced
I am
A part of
Any me
Monday, November 22, 2010
Age 53
Constant Change.
Continuous Transition.
My life is an oxymoron.
11.22.2010
Continuous Transition.
My life is an oxymoron.
11.22.2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
November 8, 2010
My life is very unpredictable right now. I have been babysitting or substitute teaching or volunteering or meeting new people and trying new things. I'm scraping by financially but blossoming in other areas. Not sure what the future will bring. The self-help book I'm reading says it all: I Could Do Anything If I Only Knew What it Was by Barbara Sher.
To Discovery!
Diana
Diana
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Mrs. Heal's Class
After subbing yesterday. 10/20/10
Mrs. Heal, she has appeal.
She is a fifth grade teacher.
She's married to a man named Doug.
Her father was a preacher.
Her classroom theme's dramatic flair
Includes a tall director's chair.
Curtains frame a cork board stage
Where student art is now displayed.
An overhead projector shines
On learning worksheets and outlines.
She also has a little bell
When new directions she must tell.
Tickets, time, and other prizes
Ensure good work in all arises.
We love Mrs. Heal for her behavior,
She follows the teaching of our savior.
Mrs. Heal, she has appeal.
She is a fifth grade teacher.
She's married to a man named Doug.
Her father was a preacher.
Her classroom theme's dramatic flair
Includes a tall director's chair.
Curtains frame a cork board stage
Where student art is now displayed.
An overhead projector shines
On learning worksheets and outlines.
She also has a little bell
When new directions she must tell.
Tickets, time, and other prizes
Ensure good work in all arises.
We love Mrs. Heal for her behavior,
She follows the teaching of our savior.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Intrepid
My first song. 1966
Intrepid's the sweetest dog
Anybody's ever owned
He's the greatest dog
Anybody's ever knowned
He don't like cats
And we know that that's
The TRUTH!
Intrepid's the sweetest dog
Anybody's ever owned
He's the greatest dog
Anybody's ever knowned
He don't like cats
And we know that that's
The TRUTH!
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Widow's Lullaby
1990
* Tune of Rockabye Baby
When you first loved me,
Life was so sweet.
When we got married,
My life was complete.
When we had children,
I loved you so.
My life was so perfect
Why did you go?
Friday, October 8, 2010
Never Be Alone Again
1996
I was alone
I came all the way to here
Far from all those honest fears
To have a home
But then
I lost the happiness I'd found
It disappeared without a sound
And here I am
Wishing for those happy days
When I found his love
When he held my hand
When the preacher said
We were wife and man
How I miss the way
He looked at me
How I miss the way
We used to be
Now I'm alone
Even though we share a bed
Even though he hasn't said
He wants to go
'Cause now
He never wants to talk to me
He never wants to hear or see
Of how
I wish for those happy days
When I found his love
When his eyes met mine
When I never thought
Our love would die
When I thought
He was the only one
And I was sure
I'd never be alone
Again
I was alone
I came all the way to here
Far from all those honest fears
To have a home
But then
I lost the happiness I'd found
It disappeared without a sound
And here I am
Wishing for those happy days
When I found his love
When he held my hand
When the preacher said
We were wife and man
How I miss the way
He looked at me
How I miss the way
We used to be
Now I'm alone
Even though we share a bed
Even though he hasn't said
He wants to go
'Cause now
He never wants to talk to me
He never wants to hear or see
Of how
I wish for those happy days
When I found his love
When his eyes met mine
When I never thought
Our love would die
When I thought
He was the only one
And I was sure
I'd never be alone
Again
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda
1997
Shoulda, coulda, woulda been in love with you:
Shoulda taken what you offered
Coulda dropped my stubborn pride
Woulda been the one you wanted
To be there by your side.
If only I had listened to my heart and not my head
And paid no mind to what it was my friends and family said.
I shoulda loved you like you wanted
'Cause what you offered me
Was quiet strength, a solid faith, assured loyalty.
Why did I think your tenderness was a sign of being weak?
A gentle voice doesn't have a thing to do with being meek.
I coulda noticed on my own
That my pride was not at stake
It was me you really cared about and loved for my own sake.
But I found steadfastness boring
Thought your passion was not strong
Thought what I wanted was excitement
Could not have been more wrong.
Shoulda, coulda, woulda been in love with you
Shoulda taken what you offered
A love that would be true.
Coulda dropped my pride off somewhere else
And listened when you said, "Please look inside your heart and stop thinking with your head."
Woulda made a great big difference
In my life 'cause now I see
Your caring and devotion are what I really need.
Shoulda, coulda, woulda been in love with you
Shoulda taken what you offered
Coulda dropped my stubborn pride
Woulda been the one you wanted
To be there by your side.
Shoulda, coulda, woulda been in love with you:
Shoulda taken what you offered
Coulda dropped my stubborn pride
Woulda been the one you wanted
To be there by your side.
If only I had listened to my heart and not my head
And paid no mind to what it was my friends and family said.
I shoulda loved you like you wanted
'Cause what you offered me
Was quiet strength, a solid faith, assured loyalty.
Why did I think your tenderness was a sign of being weak?
A gentle voice doesn't have a thing to do with being meek.
I coulda noticed on my own
That my pride was not at stake
It was me you really cared about and loved for my own sake.
But I found steadfastness boring
Thought your passion was not strong
Thought what I wanted was excitement
Could not have been more wrong.
Shoulda, coulda, woulda been in love with you
Shoulda taken what you offered
A love that would be true.
Coulda dropped my pride off somewhere else
And listened when you said, "Please look inside your heart and stop thinking with your head."
Woulda made a great big difference
In my life 'cause now I see
Your caring and devotion are what I really need.
Shoulda, coulda, woulda been in love with you
Shoulda taken what you offered
Coulda dropped my stubborn pride
Woulda been the one you wanted
To be there by your side.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Ocean Acronym
1996
On the shore:
Crabs dance on the jetty,
Ebb tides reveal sea treasures,
Avid fishermen cast from the pier, and
Neap tides melt sand castles.
On the shore:
Crabs dance on the jetty,
Ebb tides reveal sea treasures,
Avid fishermen cast from the pier, and
Neap tides melt sand castles.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Empty Shell
1983
Like an old abandoned house
A shell sits
Worn and empty
Waiting
For someone
To discover it
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Ocean's Treasure
1983
I sit and watch
A shell tumble
On the beach
It stops to rest
On the wet
And bubbling sand
A child runs to see
The glistening object
And stoops to grasp
The ocean's treasure
I sit and watch
A shell tumble
On the beach
It stops to rest
On the wet
And bubbling sand
A child runs to see
The glistening object
And stoops to grasp
The ocean's treasure
Shells
1983
Graceful spirals
Seaworn edges
Beautiful, colorful
Twisting ridges
Living, moving
Homes for mollusks
Wet and sandy
Shells
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
My Children
1988
My children bring me joy
When they giggle, when they're silly
Or they tell a funny story
My children make me proud
When they work together, solve a problem
Mind their manners, act like friends
My children give me love
And I love them in return
My children bring me joy
When they giggle, when they're silly
Or they tell a funny story
My children make me proud
When they work together, solve a problem
Mind their manners, act like friends
My children give me love
And I love them in return
Thursday, September 23, 2010
A Woman Without a Past
November 1991
I just want to be
A woman without a past.
I don't want my new loves
To know why old loves didn't last.
I don't want them to know
How others hurt me so.
I don't want them to see
My vulnerabilities.
I just want to be
A woman without a past.
I just want to be
A woman without a past.
I don't want my new loves
To know why old loves didn't last.
I don't want them to know
How others hurt me so.
I don't want them to see
My vulnerabilities.
I just want to be
A woman without a past.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Always Word Wishes
October 1990
Words children's ears should never lack
Are, "I am always coming back."
And everybody needs to hear,
"I will always be here, dear."
The most important words are, though,
"I will always love you so."
Words children's ears should never lack
Are, "I am always coming back."
And everybody needs to hear,
"I will always be here, dear."
The most important words are, though,
"I will always love you so."
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
The Peacefulness of Faith
10/27/98
How wonderful is the peacefulness of faith!
How great to know the neverending joy
Of centeredness,
Of purpose,
Of abounding love
That the Spirit gives us each to enjoy.
Embrace His love
Set worries free
Let not a grudge you keep.
Be open to God's blessings
Be grateful when you seek.
Be cheery in your thoughts and deeds,
Upbeat in what you say.
Stive for joy and you will find
The peacefulness of faith.
How wonderful is the peacefulness of faith!
How great to know the neverending joy
Of centeredness,
Of purpose,
Of abounding love
That the Spirit gives us each to enjoy.
Embrace His love
Set worries free
Let not a grudge you keep.
Be open to God's blessings
Be grateful when you seek.
Be cheery in your thoughts and deeds,
Upbeat in what you say.
Stive for joy and you will find
The peacefulness of faith.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Wind
Last of the 5th grade haikus, c. 1968
The wind is playing
A game with the leaves
Who will win?
The wind is playing
A game with the leaves
Who will win?
Friday, September 17, 2010
Waves
Haiku #2 c. 1968
The waves went bubbling
To cover up
The sleepy sand.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Young Love
November 1976
Barefoot on the beach
With you by my side
Your pants are rolled up to mid-calf;
We talk of the future.
Sitting on a log
To watch the sun set
You hold me close
As a seagull flies by.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Nothin' Special
This is a song.
November 1990
He doesn't drive a fancy car
He probably won't get too far
He doesn't wear diamond rings
But he is fun, and gives me little things
He'll never have a star
On Hollywood Boulevard
He'll never win the Nobel Prize
But there is kindness in his eyes
November 1990
He's nothin' special
He's nothin' special
But he sure is good to me
He's nothin' special
He's nothin' special
He's nothin' special to anyone but me
He doesn't drive a fancy car
He probably won't get too far
He doesn't wear diamond rings
But he is fun, and gives me little things
He'll never have a star
On Hollywood Boulevard
He'll never win the Nobel Prize
But there is kindness in his eyes
He's nothin' special
He's nothin' special
But he sure is good to me
He's nothin' special
He's nothin' special
He's nothin' special to anyone but me
He doesn't have American Express
But I don't love him any less
He doesn't have a Bachelor's degree
But that's all right with me
He's nothin' special
He's nothin' special
But he sure is good to me
He's nothing special
He's nothing special
He's nothin' special to anyone but me
Friday, September 10, 2010
Limerick
For Ed and Donna
There once was a Wiener Mobile
That looked so incredible real
Then a giant caught sight
And ate it all in one bite
Except that he spit out the wheels
There once was a Wiener Mobile
That looked so incredible real
Then a giant caught sight
And ate it all in one bite
Except that he spit out the wheels
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Sonnet # 2
1976 Poetry Class extra credit
I stand alone surrounded by the sand
I see there are three paths awaiting me.
In front of me are endless miles of land
On one side of the desert is the sea.
The third path is a city fortified
My future's destiny lies in my choice.
My mind is telling me I must decide
I yell for help, but no one hears my voice.
Upon the ocean sits a waiting ship
With tall strong masts and white & flowing sails.
The waiting vessel finds me in its grip
The other paths to me are no avail.
Like many things that must be done alone
My course decided, now I must be gone.
I stand alone surrounded by the sand
I see there are three paths awaiting me.
In front of me are endless miles of land
On one side of the desert is the sea.
The third path is a city fortified
My future's destiny lies in my choice.
My mind is telling me I must decide
I yell for help, but no one hears my voice.
Upon the ocean sits a waiting ship
With tall strong masts and white & flowing sails.
The waiting vessel finds me in its grip
The other paths to me are no avail.
Like many things that must be done alone
My course decided, now I must be gone.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Disappearing Magic
circa 1984
Being a mother
Is a magical time
When you learn about love
And wipe away grime
A kiss is the most
Special magic of all
It can take all the pain
Away from a fall
My child wants to know about everything
But I teach him at some cost
For when he sees what I don't know
My powers will be lost
Being a mother
Is a magical time
When you learn about love
And wipe away grime
A kiss is the most
Special magic of all
It can take all the pain
Away from a fall
My child wants to know about everything
But I teach him at some cost
For when he sees what I don't know
My powers will be lost
Monday, September 6, 2010
Diamante
September 1990
Hectic
Kids, Me
Work, School, Church
Home, Fun
Life
Sunday, September 5, 2010
What If
June 1990
What if I let the walls down
And let my feelings show
Will you hold me through the crying,
Or would you be afraid and go?
What if the curtain fell down
And you saw my naked soul
Would you stay until tomorrow,
Or say you'll call me as you go?
What if I let you touch me
In your honest, open way
Would you hurt me like the others,
Turn around and walk away?
What if our lives were different
And we never suffered pain,
Would I have ever built a wall
To save myself from shame?
My curtain is a sacred mask
To hide myself from me
I stand behind it safely
And pretend no one can see
Deep inside I want to break out
And be more like a kid -
Curious, trusting, loving
What if I really did?
Saturday, September 4, 2010
On Being a Single Mother
February 1991
Wonder what all those other struggling mothers do
When they're alone with a child or two.
Do they feel the same despair when the bills aren't met
And worry about the future 'cause there's no savings yet?
Do they hope and pray Prince Charming will come and save their neck?
More likely he will come and put them deeper into debt.
One day I'll be past the point of struggling to survive,
But now I'm just a single mother trying to get by.
Wonder what all those other struggling mothers do
When they're alone with a child or two.
Do they feel the same despair when the bills aren't met
And worry about the future 'cause there's no savings yet?
Do they hope and pray Prince Charming will come and save their neck?
More likely he will come and put them deeper into debt.
One day I'll be past the point of struggling to survive,
But now I'm just a single mother trying to get by.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
College Is
Freshman Year UCSB, 1975
College is:
A spiral notebook
A highlighter pen
A short romance
A newfound friend
The rain on the window
The thunder, a rainbow
Letters from home - from anyone
Dances, movies, having fun
Midterms and finals
Waiting in line
Emotions and feelings
Too hard to define
College is:
A spiral notebook
A highlighter pen
A short romance
A newfound friend
The rain on the window
The thunder, a rainbow
Letters from home - from anyone
Dances, movies, having fun
Midterms and finals
Waiting in line
Emotions and feelings
Too hard to define
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Boys
From high school, circa 1973.
You see them at movies
You see them at games
They look at you closely
And ask for your names.
They check you again -
To make sure that you'll do.
Then, maybe, they'll ask
For your phone number too.
You see them at movies
You see them at games
They look at you closely
And ask for your names.
They check you again -
To make sure that you'll do.
Then, maybe, they'll ask
For your phone number too.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Mirrors and Clocks
July 2009
Mirrors and clocks,
Reflections of time.
Moments remembered
In manner sublime.
A pure glimpse of proof,
An instant of truth
Are found in their faces
If we dare to look.
Mirrors and clocks,
Reflections of time.
Moments remembered
In manner sublime.
A pure glimpse of proof,
An instant of truth
Are found in their faces
If we dare to look.
Monday, August 30, 2010
History of a Relationship
February 1986
Love at first sight?
Not quite.
A roller coaster ride,
A tug of war,
A taffy pull,
A molding into shape,
Is what has taken place.
Love yet?
You bet.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
He Lives
March 1999
A river of love
Flows down from above
And fills me
With the spirit.
It meanders down
With quiet grace
Bringing joy
To all who near it.
I open my body,
My heart, and my soul
To accept the love
It gives.
To be this full of
The Master's love
Is to know in truth
He lives.
A river of love
Flows down from above
And fills me
With the spirit.
It meanders down
With quiet grace
Bringing joy
To all who near it.
I open my body,
My heart, and my soul
To accept the love
It gives.
To be this full of
The Master's love
Is to know in truth
He lives.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Change of Seasons
August 2000
Leaves float
Like butterflies
In the gentle August breeze.
Fall is coming.
Leaves float
Like butterflies
In the gentle August breeze.
Fall is coming.
Friday, August 27, 2010
Pre-Reflection
This came about from an assignment I felt was an oxymoron. How can you reflect on something that hasn't happened yet?
September 2008
Before the drops become a pool
Or mirror does reveal a fool
Before the clock begins to tick
Or fire is set upon the wick
What comes before enlightenment,
Before reflection's evident?
No one can say with surety
The future's in obscurity.
September 2008
Before the drops become a pool
Or mirror does reveal a fool
Before the clock begins to tick
Or fire is set upon the wick
What comes before enlightenment,
Before reflection's evident?
No one can say with surety
The future's in obscurity.
Waiting for Cake Poem
October 1999
Mirror Mirror
Let me be!
Why are you always
Haunting me?
Every person,
Every place,
Reflects a part of
My own face.
I can't go anywhere,
Without seeing
The reason for
The other's being
The image that I'm
Meant to see
Reflecting where
My growth should be.
And in my turn,
I mirror to those who need to see,
An image of themselves,
Reflecting off of me.
Mirror Mirror
Let me be!
Why are you always
Haunting me?
Every person,
Every place,
Reflects a part of
My own face.
I can't go anywhere,
Without seeing
The reason for
The other's being
The image that I'm
Meant to see
Reflecting where
My growth should be.
And in my turn,
I mirror to those who need to see,
An image of themselves,
Reflecting off of me.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Beginning to End
A poem about finding the answers within.
A labyrinth, a maze
A rose, a snake
Spirals of life that we each must make
We wind ourselves to the center, and then
Unwind ourselves
Beginning to end
A labyrinth, a maze
A rose, a snake
Spirals of life that we each must make
We wind ourselves to the center, and then
Unwind ourselves
Beginning to end
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Shower Dance
I wrote this poem in 1997.
There's a dance I do in the shower
That no one else has seen
I follow my own special rhythm
Making movements as I clean.
I throw my head back and roll it
Before I add shampoo
And as I rinse, I swivel my hips
Around a time or two.
I reach out my arms to wash them
Stretch up to get the pits
Then I bend my knees and gracefully sway
Towards the water a bit.
When both of my arms are finished
I rub down my front and back
And lift my knees one at a time
To lather thigh and calf.
And then I twirl to face the rain
And roll my shoulders too
By now I'm clean and so relaxed!
My shower dance is through.
There's a dance I do in the shower
That no one else has seen
I follow my own special rhythm
Making movements as I clean.
I throw my head back and roll it
Before I add shampoo
And as I rinse, I swivel my hips
Around a time or two.
I reach out my arms to wash them
Stretch up to get the pits
Then I bend my knees and gracefully sway
Towards the water a bit.
When both of my arms are finished
I rub down my front and back
And lift my knees one at a time
To lather thigh and calf.
And then I twirl to face the rain
And roll my shoulders too
By now I'm clean and so relaxed!
My shower dance is through.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
The Grandparent Book of Names
Grandmother Names
Abuela
Abuelita
Gigi/GG
Gram
Grammy
Gran
Grandma
Grandmom
Grandmother
Granny
Granny (+ Goose, Poo, etc)
Mawmaw
Meemaw
MiMi/Mimi
Nana
Nanny
Oma
Tutu
Grandfather Names
Abuelo
Abuelito
Bompie
Gramps
Granddad
Granddaddy
Grandfather
Grandpa
Grandpap
Grandpop
Mufasa
Opa
Papa
Pawpaw
Papi
Poppa
Poppi/Poppie/Poppy
Pop Pop
Abuela
Abuelita
Gigi/GG
Gram
Grammy
Gran
Grandma
Grandmom
Grandmother
Granny
Granny (+ Goose, Poo, etc)
Mawmaw
Meemaw
MiMi/Mimi
Nana
Nanny
Oma
Tutu
Grandfather Names
Abuelo
Abuelito
Bompie
Gramps
Granddad
Granddaddy
Grandfather
Grandpa
Grandpap
Grandpop
Mufasa
Opa
Papa
Pawpaw
Papi
Poppa
Poppi/Poppie/Poppy
Pop Pop
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