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Lady In Black

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I watched a child approach me, with a question on his mind
I looked into his solemn face, and the smile I gave was kind
He said to me, dear lady, please tell me, tell me true
Why is it that you’re clothed in black, never red or green or blue

I stopped and thought how best to reply, to make him understand
Then said to him, please listen child, the reasons I have are grand
I am forever in mourning, from now til the day I die
For the lost souls of the children, who sit in the darkness and cry

There are so many people here, their pain it goes so deep
Their world is filled with violence, and they’re afraid to even sleep
There’s too much bloodshed in our time, guns and bombs and wars abound
Innocent people lose their lives, and their homes are burned to the ground

And then there are the people lost, in a world filled with drugs and drink
Their lives centered only on their fix, about others, they cease to think
And then there is pornography, and the pain, it trickles down
To fall upon both women and children, and their dignity is stamped in the ground

People are dying and our planet too, the diseases far outnumber the cures
We can no longer believe in our government, and the future that it assures
Families are homeless and in the street, the old are shunted aside
The young are destroyed before they begin, and the frightened have no where to hide

The prisons are overcrowded now, and can no longer lock away
The people who’ve caused such misery, so they’re free to stalk their prey
I mourn for all the souls who face, poverty and hunger all their lives
I mourn for children who have no parents, and husbands who’ve lost their wives

Everyday you read the news, and the headlines are all the same
About rapes and murders and muggings, and even more that I could name
I mourn for all the injustice, done both to women and to men
But especially for the children, for the protection for them is thin

They sit alone in the darkness, and their fears they try to hide
Because of all the abuse they’ve faced, and there’s no answer when they’ve cried
Both physically and mentally, the anguish is everywhere
But there’s nothing more that I can do, except wear black to show I care

*Lacey*

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A Glimpse Within

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I’ve always heard the eyes
Are the windows to our soul
But if you want a glimpse within
Read poetry, then you’ll know
Everyone is different
And the words they write reflect
Everything that’s in their heart
And the things they can’t forget
Some use imagination
To bring a point across
But the root is in reality
And the truth is never lost
So if you want to see my heart
And everything it holds
I invite you to a glimpse within
My poetry is my soul

*Lacey*

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Running Into Walls

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My mind is plagued by frustration, always running into walls
Cold brick is not a nice sensation and neither are hard falls
It seems the harder I try to win, the more behind I stay
Blind alleys I walk, will never end, reality’s harsh in light of day
Turn left, turn right, the choice is mine, for all the difference it makes
Because someone will always draw a line, an invisible chain that never breaks
One step forward, two steps back, an inadequate parade
Castle dreaming in a shack, sweat on my brow, a charade
I’m always running into walls, it seems to be my fate
Perverse bad luck and haunted halls are the food upon my plate
It may be the same for everyone and they simply accept their lot
But I swear I’ll fight til my life is done, I refuse to be in time, forgot

*Lacey*

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Am I Dreaming

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Was it all a dream last night or did you hold me in your arms
Did you gently wake me with the morning light, did you enchant me with your charms
Were your sweet lips pressed softly to mine, your body warm as you lay by my side
Is this happiness that I’ve chanced to find or later will I find my mind lied
I still can hardly believe it’s true,┬ábut I’ve only to look over and see
A quietly sleeping, wonderful you and believe your heart you gave me
But still it feels just like a dream when I recall the words sweetly said
Or maybe some writer’s elaborate scheme remembered from a book I once read
How could it be that you really want me, a prince so handsome and true
Tell me what it is in me that you see, that you whisper the words “I love you”
If it’s true it’s only a fantasy, please let me continue to sleep
Let the smile on my lips continue to be, allow me my happiness to keep
I safely nestle in your embrace, I thank the heavens for smiling down
My fears are gone without a trace and sadness can no longer be found
You look at me with loving eyes, there’s tenderness in your touch
The way you feel, you can’t disguise, your face says you need me so much
Your breath is warm upon my skin, could it be you’re as real as you seem
A man like you, could I possibly win or is it all just really a dream

*Lacey*

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Pebbles

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The rock was strong and sturdy, it’s face craggy and pitted from the winds of time. The entire weight of the mountain rested upon this rock, day after day, night after night, yet the rock never murmured, never groaned. One day a tiny fissure appeared, but it was ignored. The crowd announced that this rock so strong, that it would stand forever and they continued on with their lives. Trash was strewn about on the ground it rested on and graffiti marred it’s once pristine face. The crack grew larger and continued to deepen, but the crowd walked by with unseeing eyes. Then one day, with a low rumble, the rock split in two and crumbled into pieces, into tiny pebbles, and the crowd marveled as the entire mountain came down in a cloud of dust. Then they continued on their own path, kicking the pebbles out of their way.

*Lacey*

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Orb Of Light

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You came to me in dark of night
And gave to me an orb of light
I watched it glow in the palm of my hand
Till it filtered through my fingers like sand
I mourned its loss, where was the glow
That once had comforted and warmed me so
I’m back in darkness, the wind blows fierce
A veil of black that nothing can pierce
I wish I had never known the touch
Of that orb of light that I loved so much
I wish I had never been able to see
How much happiness it gave to me
For endless night now blots the day
And though it’s always been this way
I would never have known that in the night
There once existed an orb of light

*Lacey*

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Bittersweet Garden

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No good byes, simply leaving on silent feet, with a silent voice, no echo. It would be kinder to let me witness the slamming gate, splintered wood, splintered dreams lying broken on cold earth beneath a sunless sky. Wandering, forever wandering through endless days and longer nights. Is anyone there? No sound but for the beating of my own heart, no answer but for muffled sobs born of pain, confusion and loneliness. Reaching for shadows left behind, a sensation of touch, of smell, images with no substance, small comfort, no warmth.
A fragile seed continues to thrive. Not a weed, a fragrant rose, unintentionally sown, but tended with love. A bittersweet bloom. It’s nurtured with blood, watered by tears. My soul swells with tenderness as it’s petals unfold. If it’s beauty is not apparent to you, trample it not beneath your feet, but walk around this delicate blossom, allow it it’s breath of life. If again you feel some stirring within your breast, we’ll be waiting, always waiting in some secret garden high atop a grassy hill where the flowers dance, even after the gardener rests.
Step lightly, go slowly and test the path before you which you have chosen. You should fear not what you could not see. Find trust in the guiding star above you. Listen close, for the wind only whispers to your heart.

*Lacey*

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Winter Corn

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What scowl I see upon your face
I’ll take you to your pagan place
And let you reap your winter’s corn
And eat the seed that you do scorn
Behold the light, it has grown low
Scarcely just a cinder glow
Yet you still reach into the fire
Your belly bitter with your ire
Fan the flame you pompous fool
Your brow shall sweat for winter’s cool
And when your fire consumes your heart
Gentle winds shall too depart
Yearning barren ashy soul
Your harvest field shall reap no more
No winter corn to feed your girth
For you lost sight of all it’s worth
Your soul to dine on empty cold
No more to feast on ears of gold

*Lacey*

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Let Me Be A Child

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Why must you always lean on me, I’m just a child after all
I’m afraid that I’ll tip over and I’m afraid I’ll let you fall

Why is it that you depend on me when I should depend on you
For emotional well being, for warmth and comfort too

Please let me be a child again, why must I be so strong
It’s hard for me to act adult, I don’t know right from wrong

I should look to you for guidance, but instead I hide my fear
I don’t want to ever upset you, I pretend no problem’s here

Why am I the one you lean on, your weight’s too great for me
I can barely hold myself upright, you ask too much you see

I try to resolve your problems though they’re hard to understand
I only wish to stop your tears and make you smile again

I try so hard to hold you up, but let me ask you this
If I should be the one to fall, who’s there to clean the mess

*Lacey*