There was, and is, a constant source of pain that needs to be worked through from thoses experiences. Some times, I don't write anything for months on end. Other times, I write for days on end. Whenever the spirit moves me to write, I write.
I write less now than I did a few years ago. I believe that being in a healthy relationship where I'm valued as a human being, has done more to heal me than years of counseling. I'm not knocking the value of counseling, but learning to accept who you are with all the imperfections goes a long way to healing a broken soul.
Please enjoy my poetry for what it is ... an expression where no other expression was allowed. If you don't like it, please don't criticize because each one is a small part of me -- of my soul. I don't critcize you for being you, and I expect the same measure of respect in return.
Be blessed.
On the horizon, rides the storm;
I can feel the dread, I've so often borne.
In a fury, dwells the past;
Tho' gone for years, it's memory last.
My fear of hope and fear of love;
Is it from below or up above?
Can I make-believe for one more day?
Or should I simply go away?
In the present, in this mist;
Is there something that I've missed?
In the dawn's redeeming light;
Can I, should I continue my fight?
The dream I see shimmers in the sun;
Gentle, fragile -- waiting to come
undone.
Grasping at straws, wanting to scream;
Is it worth it? Dare I dream?
~ Heather D. ~
After waiting through the night so long
Softly, gently comes the dawn;
Stretching pink fingers of light
Reaching across and warming the night.
After waiting through the storms and fear
Softly, gently you whisper in my ear;
Stretching the limits of my mind
Our hands reach to intertwine.
After waiting a lifetime in the dark
Softly, gently you made your mark;
Stretching across the most scarred part
You've reached and touched my heart.
~ Heather D. ~
On my finger there lies in wait;
A symbol of love turned to hate.
A plain and simple band of gold;
For this alone, I sold my soul.
The devil laughs and angels cry;
O'er and o'er again, I ask why.
Is it too much to want a love;
Sent from God in heaven above?
A gentle breeze blows 'cross the land;
Comes a stranger to hold my hand.
In the hours when the sky is dark;
He whispers sweet words to my heart.
Words that cause my hope to take flight;
God, can I make it through the night?
On the 'morrow, the sun will fly;
Hold onto love, for I won't die.
~ Heather D. ~
comes a bear, to give me light
Deepening shadows, cross the land
here's my heart, take my hand
Dance with me, spirit of the wind
sway to me gently, be my friend
Come to me darling, hold me tight
kiss me softly, through the night.
~Heather D.~
I am mortal, a human at best.
Living, surviving has become my quest.
Fighting against Gods I cannot see
One day, death will set me free.
Each day, I search for what is right
Finding Perfect Love in the night.
Say a prayer, light a torch
Keep evil spirits far from my porch.
I am mortal, a human at worst
Holy Water cannot quench my thirst.
Fighting against forces unseen
I can bathe but never be clean.
Each day, I search for what is strong
Only finding what is wrong.
Say a prayer, weep for me
For one day, death will set me free.
~Heather D.~
The barest hint of the dawn,
and all I've loved, now is gone.
Vanished are the shards of pain,
Vanquished are the tears that fell like rain.
Fifty dollars and some words,
I silenced myself, ne'er to be heard.
Marriage or slavery, which could it be?
There aren't any bruises on you or me.
Silent fears by the hour,
I'm a woman, I have no power.
Please, don't ask for I can't tell.
I can't let you inside my living hell.
Where are the reports, let me see?
Your medicine can't see a soul that bleeds.
Act normal, there, put your smile in place,
Life is easy when you wear a mask for a face.
There must be a law, some way to fight.
No easier than turning day into night.
Save myself and be free?
Oh, the hypocrisy!
Call a shelter, do what's right.
Save yourself from this fright.
There are no papers, no blood, no sign.
Just numbing fears inside my mind.
How do you fight, when there isn't a tool?
A word is the weapon, the only rule.
Please, don't ask for I can't tell,
I can't let you inside my living hell.
~Heather D.~
clouds of white flutter by
do not ask or question why
far across the field of blue
kissed by the sun and washed by dew
he sits and wonders if its real
his heart is filled but can it feel
angel kisses on the breeze
a love to bring him to his knees
far away in the land of hills
where the devil leaves his kills
she stares out from her cell
idly passing her time in Hell
her heart is shattered as if made of glass
has she found the key at last?
freedom costs but a single kiss
asking only sweet love and true bliss
when you close your eyes and sleep
and your dreams lift up from the deep
don't mistake the sound of soft sighs
that could be your angel when she cries.
~Heather D.~
Be brave, my love, take my hand;
Let us be gone from this land.
Across the mountains, land and sea;
Come darlin', runaway with me.
To a place where we can abide;
Where time, we don't have to hide.
A place far gone from the pain;
A place where birds sing in the rain.
Wild and free is what we'll be;
Across the mountains, land and sea.
Come my darlin', take my hand;
Let's escape to never land.
~ Heather D. ~
