pagepalletmouse3.jpg (3000 bytes)~Lyne's Creations Poetry 17
Copyright Lyne's Creations January 2013, All Rights Reserved
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Note: I often come back, re-read and even edit my poems. They, like me,
are a work in progress. I may change a word here and there or I may add
a whole stanza!  Some have art, and some will get illustrated later on.


The most important thing in this world is love that we share,
When we open up and talk to those around us who care,
My heart expands when I am given the gift of interrelating,
With honest generous souls who are so willingly loving.

I learned much more about my own history today,
When my most cherished relative took time to relay,
Stories of influential people common to our history,
Giving greater understanding of them as well as of me!

~Lyne Creations                                     


Hidden Feelings

I am fine, she oft whispers to passers by,
Though deep down inside her heart cries.
She sighs as she moves through each day,
No one would know, if she did not say.

Sorting scraps of notes, fragments of poems,
Recollections from back before she was alone,
Will there ever again be a time, she asks herself,
When she will feel that complete joy she felt?

Wandering through her life's history to date,
Contemplating how she came to this state,
Wishing to learn from all that she has received,
Seeking to correct what her heart has believed.

Trying to heal from repeated abandonment,
Pursuing relief from more negative judgment,
Knowing she must strengthen reality over lies,
Realizing belief in herself is the one true prize.
~Lyne's Creations                   


What is Anger?

Like an iceberg, anger is what is displayed,
The fraction expressed with voices upraised,
While hidden below is massive hurt that plays,
Keeping anger afloat to everyone's dismay.

It's only when the hurt and pain is appraised,
Facing hidden feelings that so heavily weigh,
Delving deeper down to find the fear it conveys,
Then it just may be possible to melt the anger away.
~Lyne's Creations                               



(art here)

Because of all that life has thrown at me,
Of FEAR I have never felt completely free,
Until now, when I've come to so clearly see,
It is my own FEAR that causes harm to me.

In my blind panic I made a very bad decision,
Landing me in the control of county physicians,
Stuck in that lousy hospital with very poor care,
With no regard for MY special health issues there.

NO MORE FEAR has to be my motto now,
I can take better care of myself, I know how,
By keeping safe within my limited parameters,
I know I'll be one of life's successful survivors!
Lastly I need to be able to lovingly forgive myself,
Feeling good that I can put fear away on a shelf,
Never forgetting this lesson that cost me so dearly,
I'm thankful I can see my life's purpose more clearly.
~Lyne's Creations                                  


Outside the Box

I can handle all the grown up things, but still inside I cry,
My inner self feels only sadness for all my years gone by,
Of standing alone against a world that doesn't understand,
My complex health, what keeping my body alive demands.

The world insists all our needs fit into one nice tidy little box,
All required to be alike and not even a tiny bit unorthodox.
I long to feel the pride I should for each thing that I do achieve,
But as each battle is done and past, I only feel a little relieved.

I long for a supportive partner to help carry my heavy load,
Someone to lend an arm as I walk down this difficult road,
But it seems I stand alone for the balance of my years until I leave,
So truth be told, I believe life is horrible work and I can only grieve.
~Lyne's Creations                                                         


PS: I seem to have a coping mechanism going on...I as SO
focused in the present moment, in the face of so much weighing
on me... and I wrote:

You know how people say "don't sweat the small things" ?
Well it's the tiny GOOD things that each day might bring,
That assist when life's BIG bad crap continues to persist.
These days, I SO much appreciate those tiny little gifts,
That bring a slight sense of relief, a scant smile to my lips.
~Lyne's Creations


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