Words

Coat your words with honey,
For you may have to swallow them someday.

Masks

No one really knows you
You wear your masks so well
A mask for home
A mask for church
Your life's a living hell

You wear your masks to cover
Your many broken dreams
A mask for work
A mask for play
Your life's a silent scream

Oh yes, you've "got it covered"
Your only one true self
Your hopes
Your aspirations
Lie on a dust filled shelf

The Sweetest Sin

The sweetest sin I ever knew
Was making love to you
And far as I can tell I will burn in hell
For committing that taboo

Oh mother Eve forgive me
For on you I once cast blame
But after tasting a forbidden fruit
Can anyone remain the same?

So-
I'll remain in sin forever
Banished from that blessed place
But I swear that i'm in heaven
Whenever you and I embrace

Until the Day he Died (Ballad #1)

Her father looked down on her
And saw the gleam in her eyes
And the pretty dreams he had for her
Could surely reach the sky
He was a brand new daddy
His heart was full of pride
And he would surely love her
Until the day he died


He watched her grow so quickly
He wished time would just stand still
Yesterday it was a diaper
Today a dress with frills
His one and only daughter
Was now a next man's bride
But he would surely love her
Until the day he died


The children called him gran'pa
One was eight the other ten
The younger one was Gwendolyn
The older one called Ben
Their innocence and beauty
Would sometimes make him cry
And he knew that he would love them
Until the day he died


Her father looked down on her
And saw the light leave her eyes
As the cancer finally took her
To the sweet by and by
He should not have outlived her
And he asked the Good Lord why
But he would surely love her
Until the day he died

Dark Cloud (Haiku #3)

I am a dark cloud
Swollen with a savage storm
Waiting to rain rage

Crocodile Tears (Haiku #2)

Dew forms each morning
And then quickly disappears
Like crocodile tears

Strong or Weak

Our very strengths can make us weak,
Take those who say they're "strong".
Who for all their strength will never speak,
To admit when they're wrong.

The Day I Killed My Father

His mother must have been a bitch,
To raise such a wretched son.
And as soon as I could scratch an itch,
I vowed to kill that man.
His visage I had never seen,
For he abandoned me.
And even though I bore his genes,
He was not family.
Oh irony of ironies!
That more than any other
He helped to shape my destiny
And made me so much better.
For could I ever be like him,
And cause my son to wonder,
If each young lady he's viewing,
Could be his long lost sister?
On the very day my child was born,
I took my father's life.
His legacy became undone,
Without a gun or knife.
Armed with responsibilty
Honour my only amour
I fought that demon skillfully
With help from great Jehovah
And now the cycle lies broken
He cannot hurt another
For I gained freedom for my son
The day I killed my father.
But bittersweet the victory,
For when he begins his quest.
My son may have to vanquish me,
So he can be his best.

Mini Me (Haiku #1)

a woman in pain
and after all her screaming
a miniature me

Proud to call her Mother

She's not female,
She's a phenom.
An independent woman.
Not defined by any other.
I'm so proud to call her mother.
Throughout life she's
Been my anchor,
My compass and my rudder.
Steering me through stormy waters,
I'm so proud to call her mother.
And when Jesus says at last,
That our time has come and past.
I will say to any other
I was proud to call her mother.

Conditional Love

Love has too many conditions
I love you if...
I love you but...
I love you and...
Can't someone simply love me,
Just for who I am.

My hair, my clothes, my money,
My height...
My age...
My family...
It seems that all they can see,
Is everything but me.

Complete Me

Complete me,
That I may be more
Than an unfinished
Work of art.
Complete me,
That the world
May see the
Thing of beauty
That I can become.
Take your brush
And paint the rest
Of my life
The colour of your love