P O E M S

I have collected many poems over the years, each one is 
written to remember a person or an event which had an 
impact on my life.

  
Before you begin reading I would like to dedicate every 
written word here to the people who mean something, Mom, 
Donald, Dad, Val, Billy, Jamie, Emily, Phoebe, James, Al, 
Kim, Ginny, Johnny, Ginny(jr.)Ryan, Billy, Amanda and 
Christopher, My family, and my friends...Trish, Carolina,
Vinny, Paula, Lenny, Tray, Jeff, Ralphie...I love you guys.....
I love you guys, I love you guys
I love you guys.
Finally, the people who have touched my heart and more deeply,
my soul, Matthew Rosa,
My guardian,
Grandpa Bill Montgomery(rip) 

And always for J. you live forever in my heart.

Poems

My private thoughts
My emotions
My world
Locked
In these meaningless words

A Letter To Johnny

Someday, my boy
I hope
You will have all you desire
But
Keep in mind, my boy
Use it wisely
Think of your family,
Your friends
And yourself

Choose each movement with care
And remember, my boy,
Everyone makes mistakes,
Learn from yours,
Try not to repeat them

Do what I ask
And all the world
Will belong to you.

Thirst

If I were the rain
I would feel free
I would
Make the flowers grow
Quench the thirst in your throat
And
Give you puddles to splash in

 
If I were the rain
I would
Come down on life
Just as life has
Come down on me

And yet
If I were the rain
One ray of sunshine
Would dry me up

White Washed

If I were the snow
I would come down 
In sheets
Upon the barren fields
I would cover the world
In white
There would be no definition of color
Everything would be in shades of grey

Great Aslan

 
Take me, Great Aslan
To your land
Between the mountains

You sit 
Still
and Aglow

I beg of you
Teach me all you know

Roar, Great Aslan
Show me what your eyes see
That makes you such a creature
Full of beauty, intellect and strength

Great Aslan, Roar!
I beseech of you
Breathe life into this meager existence
So I may remain here,
In your land,
Narnia

Basking In The Rays

If I were the sunshine
I would hide behind the clouds
Cowering 
From this angry world
Your days would all be grey
But 
One smile
Could ease me out
Of my safe haven

My Friends....

I know 
Who you are
I see your face 
Everyday
You have done 
So much for me
You have made me
Afraid
To walk alone
Scared 
To be with others
Terrified
Of trust
The dark is my enemy
Yet
You engulf me in it
I know who you are
My companion
My soulmate
Ignorance,
Everyone's friend

Its All Real....

The bruises,
they heal
The purple, blue and yellow
fade away 
With time
creating the illusion
that they are gone
But they're not

The cuts,
they heal
The dark scabs
fall away 
With time
creating the illusion that they too, are gone
But if you look
closely
There is a faint scar

Time heals all wounds you say?
thanks to you
My best friend, 
my lover
Thanks to you
the memories linger near

Fools Gold

In my dreams
Last night
I came upon a meadow
Full of lilacs and dandelions
The fragarant air
Whispered softly

I sat down
In the meadow
And soaked up the sun
The lion came upon me
And lie down next to me
I stroaked his fur

I awoke
In my bed
and wondered
Why, only in our dreams
Does such beauty exist?

Children of The Night

I am small
Remember, when your hand
Hits upon my skin
It leaves an ugly mark

The blood gathers
Throughout tissues
Surrounding my small bones
Creating a rainbow of purples
Blues greens and yellows.
Remember that

I am fragile
Don't bang my head
My skull isn't completely closed
Remember that.

I do cry
When hungry, tired or wet

Don't take a pillow
And stifle my cries
My little lungs will burst
My brain will die
And before you will lie

The purple blob
That was once your child
Please, Please
Remember that

Fly By Night

On the wings of night,
you arrived
Stole my heart
and
touched my soul
I didn't ask for such a treat

On the wings of night
you departed
leaving me partial
my heart and soul
possessions you gathered

I must thank you, my friend
for the reminder 
of why love has no home
In my life

Darkness surrounds me
with each step
I am pulled
Down the wayward path
Curiosity has the best of me
Intrigued by the sounds I hear
I reach for recognition,
But all is quiet.

Theft of Life

Hit me,
bruises heal
Yell,
its only words
Rape me,
is only my soul

Hope

Darkness
Engulf me
In your blackness
Take me
to paradise
where pain does not reside
Drown me 
In your abyss
for love is an enemy
all friendships, a dance of mockery
and hope,
Hope is my eternal prisoner

Baby J.

I dream about you
Child
I'm sorry
I couldnt stifle your cries
I'm sorry
I couldnt hold you in my arms
I'm sorry
I couldnt sing you a lullabye
I'm so, so sorry
sweet child,
that I couldnt save your life

A Tribute to Jim(a spider)* inspired by Spencer in one of our
                            endless lying in bed talking about
                            absolutly nothing sessions.  I love ya baby!

You managed to find me
I dont know how
"haunt me, I dare you"
I said.
You did!
"stalk me"
I said
You did!

I tried to hide
In my closet,
On the couch(with the dog)

I tried to reason with you
(for an hour)
Jim, my friend,
You should have listened

Twenty Questions

Have you ever asked 
 If there is a God?
and if so
 Why are there young children 
dying eachday?
 Why there is prejudice against our fellow man?

Have you ever asked why?
 The Earth moves? Or
 Why there is outer space?
Why we know nothing of the future?

Will there still be hatred?
Will there still be love?
Will there still be disease 
 And death?
Will there even be life?

About Life

But the thing I don't understand 
Most is
   Death
So suddenly, with no chance for 
   Goodbye

I do understand
  Children
  Joy
And love

But the things I understand 
Most are
  Dreams
You make them up
You live them
And
You are almost always 
Happy in the end.

Memories of Mom

Mom...
I remember the day
Vermont
The red, yellow and brown hues
Reflected in the sun
The squirrels
scurrying
To gather their winter cache
The graffiti
scrawled
On the bridge
The cool water
Splashing our skin
The sunlight
Gleaming 
Through your auburn tresses
The ring of laughter
Escaping your mouth
The quiet hum of the car
On our journey home

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