Monday, September 29, 2014

A Paranoid Schizo stole my phone

                                                          Firstly she spewed venom my way
                                                          Not even a wounded word did i say

                                                         A Paramedic spoke to venomous she
                                                         Filled his ear with darkest negativity

                                                         Spewing hatred that i ill not knew
                                                         Dangers be many when friends; few

                                                          Exposing mental illness to everyone
                                                          Pointing fingers on the slowest run

                                                         Since 2 am i have sat her next to her
                                                         This sleepless day, i may soon rue

                                                         Threats to my face in front of others
                                                         Peaceful puppy dogs and Mothers

                                                         Watching for hours, til she did strike
                                                         "Lurking," outside, not 'taking a hike'

                                                         Witness' galore, finally a cop is here
                                                         Hours have passed, sleep is very dear

                                                         Earlier 3 gay 'girl's' took my cell, first
                                                         Calmly i played out that timeless tryst

                                                         Where did all the kindness ever go
                                                         Clever can be insanity and daring foe

                                                         Warnings are everywhere we do look
                                                         Wish it was not my 'tool,' she's took

                                                         Fools be those who never speak up
                                                         Breakfast is served here, come for sup

                                                         Breka Cafe is open 24 hours per day
                                                         Careful to charge your phone as may

                                                         Paramedic's eat donuts and help out
                                                         Police Officers travel slowly with clout

                                                         My 2nd cellular stolen in 2 months time
                                                         At least you know of a new place to dine!

                                                         Katherine Marion

                                                         Officer D  - i thank thee
                                                         Lovely ' working alone" you
                                                         just now, returned my cellular
                                                         to grateful me!!!!

                                                         Thank heavens for video's
                                                         and conscious community
                                                         who 'takes the time' to show
                                                         this forgotten momma that
                                                         there are those .. whom care!


                                                           2014 - 176118  Diedra


I Ache to Dance in Your Arms

                            You used to pick me up
                            Carry me round the room

                            Grab me by the wee ankles
                            Standing tall and straight

                            Lift your beautiful head
                            Look me right in the eyes

                            Smiling with deepest love
                            This Mother who now cries

                            This world has hurt us so
                            Trampling over our hearts

                            Took you away from truth
                            Set up lies to trip you up

                            We are a gift to humanity
                            Remember our pure light

                            I miss you so very much
                            Do dance with me, tonight

                           You were told un-truth's
                           Shouldering other's shame

                           Jealousy is a blunt object
                           Overthrowing our palace

                           Deftly knocking us down
                           Robbing us of our memory

                           Filling us with dark fear
                           Minds, once so very free

                           Remember who we are
                           What we still shall share

                           This heart that gave unto
                           Giving you breath to live

                           Excuse me falling down
                           Son, stop to pick me up

                           Gaze at me, as yesterday
                           Kindness; your loving cup.

                           Katherine Marion


                          Within 24 hours; 911 twice
                          Witnessed one close-up assault.
                          Saved another woman, earlier
                          Reported a knife in a tent
                          Had a native male taken away\
                          A paranoid schizophrenic female
                          started yelling at me, an hour ago.
                          After all the turmoil in the downtown
                          lower East side, even a 24/7 coffee
                          shop can be filled with the insane

                          Our puppies lay splayed out, dog-tired
                          We don't want to go back to hell, ever
                          I hardly care if my words choose rhyme
                          Rather tired of even being, beyond clever

                         Talking to 'working girls'in shelters
                         does not shelter me from my own heart
                         Of all that this crazy life has to offer
                         you are the peace and most missing part!



                          A group of gay males have since sat down
                          at the table where my phone was plugged-in
                          hiding my cell and taking the charger, too
                          If one does not stand up, there is no win

                          So, i held my ground and 1 'girlie girl
                          spoke of how s/he never leaves home without\
                          all of 'my' equipment in her pretty purse
                          Sadly, this tired self;barely have I time .. to nurse!!!!