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calendar days

Calendar days seem to pass by without a trace

Without a second of your time I feel a ache

Do you always leave girls behind?

I starve my heart

I’m chasing pirates in the sky

With a melody of love permanent in my mind

I PICK UP TRACES OF YOU LEFT IN MY WAY

Calendar days seem to pass without a trace

Without a glimpse of  your touch

Do you always leave girls in the dust?

I starve my heart

I’m chasing  pirates in the sky while it’s dark

I search for zombies and stars too

I replaced all of my fears when I started loving you

I run in sand and place the water between my toes as the sun gazes my way my heart is undone

Calendar days seem to pass by without a trace

Without a second of your time I feel my life is a waste

Do you always leave your emotions behind?

Do you risk what you can’t afford to lose in time

I strave my heart and release my mind

I’m chasing pirates as if it was art in modern times with pun for love like an angel above

I shine  leaving nothing behind dark

But you are like calendar days, with hope for change to come through not promising to you

 

Blue brick lane

If there was a wizard Oz with a blue  brick lane to grant a wish come true

I would  ask for a heart that doesn’t feel any pain to convey, enjoying stillness being faint

The walk would run as deep as the sea, in your emotions your bound to feel meek so you need everlasting friends to depart with you when the story begins

Being eyes for safety, having ears for danger

Being remorseful for my void instead of being quick to anger

No matter the time invested in a heart without pain, there will always be doubters along the way

Or unfortunate situations that had to take place

To add spice & fear if without wonder would I need to replace a heart that workd since birth

Or leave it fractured from all the misery on earth

Will my friends make it with me down the blue brick lane

Is my flesh and bones more valuable than dust particles that sweep the hard edged streets

Do I have a chance to save the beating organ inside of me?

AS I’M WALKING DOWN THE LANE AND I SEE THE SUN THROUGH MY FRIENDS

I than start to wonder how would I see there pain if  I had a wish to change the condition my heart was in?

 

Hey to All

For starters I wanted to thank wordpress for the chance to build an audience for poetry with artists such as myself.  Even though I started this blog on a sad humble note the experience through out the whole year was very helpful to me for improving my life and wisdom. 

Secondly I want to thank the abtract and beautiful thinkers as myself who supported my work ,left comments, reblogged and made me smile with there warm and kinds words. Who and where ever you are Thank you . And Thank you as well to the newcomers.

 

Recently I had another  emergency surgery due to my disease endometrosis .So my reasoning for not writing these months was to get in good shape , also to finish a poetry  book I was working on that was dear to me to finish . I am in the process of doing more projects and I would like my supporters to  buy my poetry book that i wanted inexpensive for all humans to read so I can  get  the attention and respect as an author, as i do on here

What you need to know : go on amazon.com and in the search engine  type in : A pounding heart with flaws By Patricia Holmes & you should see my book. IT’s only 8 dollars I am trying to get it on itunes and other places I need my fellow spirits to bare with me . However if you like my work , don’t humble yourself spread the word and tell others like a a good movie or rest. Keep in mind this is my dream. To reach others all over the globe without actually seeing all of them , or hearing . Also this is the beginning of my work and I will publish more if you are not a fan of this book.

 

There are direct ways to contact me @heavenly_berry

Follow me and I will follow you and I promise to keep writing and sharing love as love was given too me.  Who ever is reading this  I love you . YOU may say why ? I have no reason not too. God bless all

 

Bible words

13563316-Christian-disegnati-a-mano-illustrazione-dei-simboli-croce-Bibbia-le-mani-rosario-Archivio-FotograficoBible words linger in my mind and I think of a cross

A pond of excuses idle under a highway drive and I think of time

A melody often replayed like a song and I think of love

Me being a shadow stretched mighty long and tall and I think of my fall

Fragments of dew from rain that was yesterday flaw and I think of the sun shining in storms

Imagine these words slip over my head and I let them go and then I think of my toes

Imagine I let the ink drip from my pen I withold and ashes burn the paper i use to write my

thoughts and I think of the years that disappeared

Bible words left holes all in my soul I had to grasp for air just thinking of the meaning

it holds and I think of god’s Plan with his right hand 

Prophecies for today and everyday and like a maze I search everyday thru clutter &  vain on a

shady lane where the trees guide you by there roots fore humans at once fade like stars……

 

 

FIBERS

I left fibers of you on my shirt

and fibers of you on my neck

I left fibers of hair on your fragile chest

I left fibers on your sheets and pants too

and just like that imprints of me is left on you

I left fibers of you in my mouth we would say

and even on my back, although love was unattached some way

I left fibers of you in my heart and feet too

When i rubbed my toes against your shoes

I left fibers of you on my ear and your lips too

because I remember our saliva and tounges gliding cool

I left fibers of you in my hands, when i squeeze them tight to know your there

I left fibers of me all around you and yet there’s still more fibers of me & you

With every fiber i’m sure to lose it’s you I say I forever choose ………….
Continue reading FIBERS

A dance unforgettable

A dance with a man in a wheelchair

Brought alot of wonders and stares and even laughs and glares and even smiles with grins

If only they knew my purpose at all, as if i knew myself, at once i remember being happy with

myself

I remember the look on the chinese man’s face , I remember his strong embrace when

gripping my waist.

I remember smelling liquor on my breathe , and looking at the floor to uncover the

slippery mess.

At best I remember being carefree, vibing with strangers in a dark serenity, with loud music and

pounding hearts.

A dance with a man in a wheelchair saved my night, it was morning when i realized I am so

greatful to be alive.

One mother

Millions of clouds formed in the sky today

Millions of birds flock together in love for praise 

Millions of tree’s growing  forever tall

Millions of raindrops scattered strangely  all over our globe

Millions of people walk the shore  everyday for peace

But for me

Only one mother here in the world wide over

That i pray for everyday when i go to sleep.

Thank you oh so beautifully for  being you

 

For ……….

For dishonor

the shame of my face covered me whole

For my secrets 

intended it searched every vessel to be told

For my unknown Sacrifices

keen to lust and doubt

For trust

with lack of understanding and giving up

For jealousy

I could have ruined my faith not seeing i was born of something great

For fearfulness

in truth it’s hard escaping the devil’s way

For tears

that refreshed my heart and gave me a new start

For oppressers

On every corner of the earth it was hard to see my worth

For lies

to protect my identity it made me heartsick stealing all i knew to be true

For creativity

I craved with ego and mindless choices acting childish on purpose.

For my past

I disappointed a generation and uplifted only a few

For misery 

I’m now connected to the rain I thrive and always sustain

For Love

My pride was crushed a trillion  times leaving speckles everywhere

For eyes

I lust the ones you cant’t  trust the things unpure and the fake dreams were brainstormed to get

For GOD

I now know I will do anything  I can. and yes i haven’t did nothing yet .

Thrills

We went down this lonely rode before

It only left open sores with flaws

The thrill of your aura is possibly scrutinizing in every way

If I unzip my heart  would you use my heart to play with your inner affairs?

Your love was  so jaded , lukewarm ,semi cool but was rare

And yet they call you thrills, you gave me the chills in a strange way

Fore if penetration would have took place  you would have jaded my pussy too

For this Thrill is temporary no comparison to love  with you

No typo like how tonuges glide in and out each’s other’s mouth  or  dividing space to lay on

a couch or  twin bead. Sweating where women was always mislead . and scratched you back  and i scratch my head because they

left you cold. And still this thrill lingers on lke a ageless soul i met in another life for

it seems to be destined to see your eyes and wipe your tears  and make marshallows out of lies

Clarity  i saw just the other day, it dead smacked me in the face , and even made a tear appear  it was then I thought why now ?

I heard no sound .

I saw no delight

Although i fight to find a cause to hold on too the thrill, because it’s one of a kind in this lifetime where every choice is your future , in dsimay i close my eyes and enjoy the ride with a spirit that moves swiftly as  I .

fading

Limbs are heavy  with weakness that tremble my  faultless stance

I weep and crawl and fall like a infant, im experiencing this all at once

I’m fading i say, and certain possesions too, and significance in contention is wading blue

The Love we call love is fading too leaving barren words and hearts with wrath serving

pointless virtues for the use of cash. The spacious  air is fading too , leaving  fumes of

gases to destroy the plants and flowers youth and i ask myself everyday how did i get this

way?  Fading people leaving shadows or bones for ashes , the weather is swiriling effecting

masses. Fading these friends that commit to be true , they change there faces  as they

change there shoes. Their  ripeness is bitter there success is temporaray , im starting to

see everything fading in every angle  . To fragile to bear the truth , the light is fading too,

with darkness everywhere leaving only tunnel vision and fine bold letters to read and no

wonder why im poor and  so weak.s

Fighting my light to shine fore it starts to  fades away . like the astronomical days i must

live and pray and confine in I am , I am lost at destuction, pale to pain , I am lost to losses ,

heartaches for man . I am fading into a clear light , I am fading far from touch , I am much

concern with my emotions i haven’t touched, I am fading into a lie people call truth  only

leaving an imprint of me , becasue this fake place is no home for me.Each day my eyes

grow dim , leaving me to search my heart to feel safe within.