Poetry ~ Confessions


Please say it isn’t so!
Look me in the eye
and tell me you didn’t know!
How my heart would break
if you broke your Word,
and my ears would burn
as the confession was heard!
How your guilt was more
than your heart could bear,
but my heart was something
that you couldn’t spare!
How you ripped from me
my one true treasure
– a trusting love
a gift beyond measure!

Then on your knees,
you did repent
and in my sorrow,
I did relent.
And over time
my heart did mend,
our love did grow
and did transcend.
And a deeper truth
came into view
that fairy tales were never true!
Our ‘happily ever after’
betrayal forgiven,
but at a cost!

And so,
from the past,
our lessons are learned,
and in each moment
let our love be affirmed. 
Mindful of the future,
as only true love knows,
that suffering recedes,
where Wisdom grows.

Poetry ~ Chaos

Chaos took me by the hand
and danced me on the floor.
He pulled me close, held me tight
and then I heard him ROAR!
He spun me round his finger –
I couldn’t catch my breath.
I felt my body spiraling
down the dark abyss of death!
And then, he whispered in my ear
that he alone was first,
he came before all other gods,
he came before the earth!
He drew the darkness from my soul
into his primal void
and filled me with a lust for life
to conquer and destroy!
Masterful at mayhem;
he’s too alluring to ignore.
All I ever want from him
is more, and more and MORE!
And with a wicked grin,
he brings my soul to heed.
My love affair with Chaos
has brought me to my knees!
With a random sense of timing,
he splits my world in half,
beyond the smoke and mirrors
I hear the devil’s laugh!

I’ve tempted fate with Chaos,
he knows me all too well,
if our love affair continues
I am going straight to hell!
One last dance with my lover,
as Chaos promises to leave
and in the midst of our goodbyes
I promise not to grieve!
Oh, let’s not pretend it’s over,
Chaos knows I’m wanting more
and he’ll be waiting in the mirror
when I’m ready to explore!
But know this!
There is one demon of this world
with whom I shall not dance –
that dreaded devil – BOREDOM!
who leaves me in a trance!
No sooner had I said it,
when Chaos slapped me cold
reminding me I’d summoned him
to battle the devil’s soul!
Ah yes, I had forgotten
in the fog of our affair
that I alone created Chaos
in a moment of despair!
He’s my triumphant warrior
having cast the devil down
but a heavy price I’ve had to pay
as the darkness closes round!
And so, the battle rages on
between the devils and the gods
all creatures of my making,
but Chaos beat the odds.

Poetry ~ Too Bright!

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I’m much too bright
in turquoise and white
to be out on a summer’s day!

Why? you ask,
as I stifle a gasp
and the mirror reflects
my dismay!

As every girl knows
white widens the load
and is made for the petite
and the Fae!

Oh, those tiny creatures
with skeletal features
can wear white when skies
turn gray!

For the rest of our kind
with our curvy behinds
we’ll mask in our black
and dine on cherry parfaits!

Poetry ~ Secrets

May I share something personal?
shall I close the door?
can you keep a secret?
your discretion is implored!

Oh yes,
I know you’re curious
admit it,
you’re intrigued
what could be so personal,
as to garner such mystique?

I know I’m quite dramatic,
but come closer,
over here
this is private
let me whisper in your ear…


I see you grinning
now my secret has been shared
you must promise not to tell
I would die if you dared!

Poetry ~ Traveler in the Mist

what lay beyond the forest mist?
     lush with liquor the alpines twist 
tangled trunks of a drunken squall
     grip the mountain’s jagged wall
and high upon the savaged summit
     a weary traveler finds no comfort
withering amongst the alpine ghosts
     the traveler scrawls his last riposte
upon the mist, he sends a prayer
     to his beloved –  do not despair!
then with a mournful climactic cry
     his prayer escapes and soaks the sky!
so when you walk within the mist
     beware the liquor distilled of flesh
of weary travelers whose last request
    fell from the sky where they came to rest
forest mist

Poetry By Sue

Poetry ~ The Sleepers

The sleepers agree, as sleepers often do
that nothing is real if you can’t prove it true.

They call you naïve, that you dare to believe
that all things are possible; even things you can’t see.

The sleepers will argue, demanding you choose,
you can’t have it all; if you try you will lose!

But why must we choose between the land and the sea?
Why choose one path
when all paths set you free?

Why close a door, before another will open?
Why trust the words
the sleepers have spoken?

Why not wake-up and make your own way
seek your own truth and dismiss what they say!

This world is your own, alive in its history
veiled in time and shrouded in mystery.

Allow the sleepers their dream, for their dawn has yet come
but for each who awakens, a new life has begun.

Rants and Raves

We all have them, our moments of sheer madness where we rant to the gods or the heavens or anyone who will lend a sympathetic ear.

Social media and the blogosphere appear ripe for “ranting”. An occasional rant is one thing. Constant ranting is annoying! And yet, like the proverbial train wreck, we can’t stop watching, or hitting the “like” button!

And yes, I know I just ranted!  I admit it. And it’s a rare thing for me to do publicly because I strongly believe you get back what you put out into this world, so I prefer to Rave“.

I know you can’t control the world, but you can control how you respond to the world. And so, I’ve stopped following the constant complainers. The “woe is me” and “my life sucks” crowd is no longer going to steal my joy.  I don’t want to watch people constantly wrecking their train and I’m not going to enable their negative view of the world.

So, let’s end this post with a RAVE!! It’s summertime after all and life is good! And if you doubt that,  may I suggest you take a stroll through the woods, visit a park or rise early and watch the sunrise.

Personally, I plan to lay out under the stars tonight and give thanks for this amazing life! And I may just stay up and watch the sunrise – wanna join me?

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.  ~ Melody Beattie

Yours among the stars, 
~ Sue