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February 19, 2018
 

I’m water baby.
I’m what you want me to be.
I can turn it on and off.
But I’d rather be in the here
And now.
I’d rather be with you, than
Without  you.
Turn me on and watch me flow.
But don’t  try to hold me.
I’ll flow through your hands baby.
Cause I’m water.

Debbie O

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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February 15, 2018
East Windsor, United States


I wait for you expectantly
Hoping somehow to be
A part of your life;
To be important to u,
To matter.
But like a pet you keep,
I only get the scraps
You throw.
You think that is enough
For me.
And like a starving dog,
I accept those scraps
Because there is no more.

Debbie O

GREY AND WHITE
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February 13, 2018
East Windsor, United States

Love is still like a shimmering pond, yet deep
Like an ocean.
It can rage sometimes,
Like a storm at sea.
Love overwhelms your soul.
It is self sacrificing.
It is giving with no thought
Of the cost.
It is a wonderful feeling
When shared with another soul...
Yet beware
It can break you when that love is not shared.

Debbie O

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
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February 10, 2018
East Windsor, United States

What’s the difference of living or existing?
When you are living, you are in the present and living your life.
When you are existing you are dead inside, trying to make it, trying to be alive, when all the time, you are dead.
And you play act to your family and friends, that you are there.
You go through the motions,
But, oh, you have been dead
For a long,long time.

Debbie O

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
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February 8, 2018
East Windsor, United States

An open letter
To whom it may concern.
Take it for what it’s worth, to you.
So many years have gone by
I got used to living my life through you. Being who you wanted me to be when all the while my soul screamed inside to me “you must let me go!”
I needed to be me yet I never could with you. You were a wild one; arrogant and commanding; cruel at times
And I don’t know what my attraction was to that.
And I disappeared and buried myself with chores and children till I was no more.
Then one day my soul woke up
And said “it’s time it’s enough!”
I knew you would never understand.
You never took the time to know.
I was always who you wanted me to be.
This is the emancipation of my soul.
...

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
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February 8, 2018
East Windsor, United States

The spoken word cannot be
Taken back.
The way you make me feel
Cannot be disguised.
My eyes are empty
And I cannot feel you
Anymore.
This place is hell
How do I get out?

Debbie O

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
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February 3, 2018
East Windsor, United States

One day you will look for me
And not find me.
One day you will look around
And I will only be a memory.
You will long for the devotion
That you disparaged.
But I will be long gone
And just a memory.

Debbie O

POETRY BOOKS
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January 30, 2018
 

When someone says harsh words to me,
When I see the malevolence
In their eyes,
I go back to a place long ago,
When I was a child.
And for a moment
It shakes me
Makes me afraid.
I remain silent and vulnerable.
But then I remember...
I don’t live there anymore.
I am free.

Debbie O

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January 28, 2018
 

If we could only stay in this
Space forever.
If we could only feel this love, this want, this need...
forever,
Then we could make it together.
We could be one.
If we could keep this love...
We would be one.

Debbie O

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January 27, 2018
East Windsor, United States

  Im addicted to that smooth
Amaranthine elixer.
Im addicted to that high.
I’m addicted to that toke.
Im addicted to that high.
I’m addicted to your eyes.
Yeah, I’m addicted to that high.
I’m addicted to your smile and scent of you.
Im addicted to that high.
Im so addicted to you.

Debbie O

Addictions.

POETRY BOOKS
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January 22, 2018
 

Taste me and everyone else will be sour.
You will devour me
And want more... an assorted variety.
But that flavor only belongs to me.
It is mine.
No one can take that from me.

Debbie O

I LOVE WRITING DAY
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January 21, 2018
East Windsor, United States


I passed by your house today
And wondered if you still lived there.
How strange to no longer feel you.
How strange to no longer love you.
When once I claimed you... as mine.
I passed by your house today
And wondered ... did you really love me?

Debbie O

I LOVE WRITING DAY
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January 13, 2018
East Windsor, United States

I’m leaving.
Cause no one should have to beg
For love.
I have been a vagabond
For too long...
Waiting for my scraps
That never come.

Debbie O

MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
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January 13, 2018
 

Oh my soul grieves within me
At your loss.
This pain cuts me like a thousand daggers.
Deep and final.
Deadly.
I will never heal;
For loss of you, my precious child.
And those that say I will smile
Someday,
Don’t know the depth of my pain.
For I will never smile again.

Debbie O

MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
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January 6, 2018
 

Much of my life has been a haze of booze and drugs.
Much of my life... I can’t remember.
I go like the blind
Feeling my way around life,
And sometimes I’m confronted
About things of the past I can’t remember.
Much of my life has been a daze;
People hurting me and I can’t remember raising my kids. I think I was there,
Feeling my way like the blind; like the unwilling to feel,like the unwilling to see.

Debbie O

A NEW DAY
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December 30, 2017
East Windsor, United States

Kiss me baby and wish me well in the new year.
Look at me
The way you look at me.
Love me and wish me well;
As I love you
And wish you well too.
Happy new year.

Debbie O

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December 27, 2017
East Windsor, United States

I’m so hurt, I can’t write the words that hide in my heart.
And the ink bleeds inside of me
But I can’t let it out.

Debbie O

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December 27, 2017
East Windsor, United States

You know how it is
When Love is new.
They want to possess you
And you let them because
It is New.
But as time goes by, that love
Can lax cold lest you keep it
Alive.
I say keep it alive.
Let it never get old.

Debbie O

CHRISTMAS ICON
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December 27, 2017
East Windsor, United States

When a man can’t provide love,
He provides things.
Hoping it will keep you there.
As if you were ever interested
In these things he calls ...love.

Debbie O

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December 24, 2017
East Windsor, United States

Merry Christmas everyone!!

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December 22, 2017
East Windsor, United States

When it’s only me and God
I ask him to cover me
With his light;
Keep me from the night.
Cover me with his blood,
And everything
Will be alright.

Debbie O

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December 22, 2017
 

What if
You could feel the weight
Of your sins?
Would you be able
To carry them all?
Thank you Jesus
For washing them away.

Debbie O

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December 22, 2017
East Windsor, United States

What if
You could feel the weight
Of your sins?

Debbie O

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December 16, 2017
East Windsor, United States

Taste me and everyone else
Will be sour.
You will try and try to taste
My sweetness, but it only belongs to me.
It is mine.
No one can take that from me.

Debbie O

TIS THE SEASON
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December 16, 2017
 

I want to witness the Aurora
Boreales.
I want to walk in Yellowstone Park.
I want to hang out with the wolves there.
I want to howl with them and free myself.
I want to recover my Indian roots.
And go back to a time when things were simple and real.

Debbie O

TIS THE SEASON
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December 16, 2017
East Windsor, United States

Where is home?
I don’t know anymore.
I’m alone here and I can’t find my way.
It used to be warm and  Christmas, well, it used to mean
Something.
But everyone is gone.
You are too.
And all that remains are memories that have grown cold.
I can’t place anyone, anymore.
So old, and I still can’t find myself.
So I’ll raise my cup of cheer.
That’s the only thing that makes me feel good
These days.
And toast to what once was.

Debbie O

TIS THE SEASON
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December 15, 2017
 

I remember the feeling in the room,
But not the room.
I cried out to it but it never answered.
Yet it looked at me with cold, stern eyes.
It dealt out its punishment silently;
While I wailed and lost myself in the screams.
It seemed bearable that way.
I remember somber, staring faces, that held no love and no compassion.
This was my childhood;
And although I too can look with stern and cold eye....
I choose not to.

Debbie O

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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December 14, 2017
 

I saw in the garden
I wanted u so much.
I really thought that u were different
Oh I couldn’t get enough.
I tried to save u from yourself
I felt every high and low
But the lows have drowned
The highs away
Now there’s no where else to go.
Black Rose your thorns are cutting into me
For the last time
Black Rose I watched your petals wilt away.
I couldn’t bring you back to life.
You were always where the sun could never go.
I never wanted you to have to be alone.
But I could find a way to help you grow.
Black Rose.
You never tell me how u feel
And your moods they always change.
I really tried to make it real
But I ever had the faith.
I tried to give u something good
To take the pai...

TIS THE SEASON
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December 9, 2017
East Windsor, United States

You look at me and I feel the
Coldness of your eyes; a lifeless, vacant stare.
As if you are not there.
I hear the wind howl as it blows drifts of snow here and there.
Or is it my soul that howls?
And the wind says again
As it moves,”he never loved you.”

Debbie O

HUMAN RIGHTS DAY
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December 6, 2017
East Windsor, United States

I think knowing that you are dying
Is like jumping free fall from a plane.
And I’m just not ready
To take that plunge
Into the unknown
Yet...I have to go.

Debbie O

TIS THE SEASON
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