Tears of utter sadness fall from my tired face
Yesterday's bitter pain; feels it will never erase
Up long since midnight, 28 activating hours ago
Full day,mindfully creating; in the glow and flow
Showing every stranger met; unconditional love
Earthly Angel Am I , yet - from blessed above
Smiling, graciously, while others hold daggers
Always grounded; where a drunkard staggers
Fighting back a torrent of un-spent, jagged tears
Lack of love offered for so many wretched years
Trying to hard to make up for a hulking deficit
Goddess-sent sweetness does not cover up shit
Pretty keyboard; wet with my own hurting heart
Doesn't anyone know i have this tender part?
Late night, credit card glitch and no food for us
Nary a spare quarter to give a beggar at the bus
Not even one orange; that we did kindly ask for
My pink muscle - deep inside - is now so very sore
Lack of compassion in a world of mad money
"Laughing all the way to the bank;" not funny
Supernatural Woman with sites set so high
Did not pay her $100.00 bill; her creations did die
Suspended, as screaming stars in clear, dark skies
Every mindless second - a starving child; he dies
What can you expect in a world of gross inhumanity?
Women charging on streets; Porsche' parked for free
Gave away those sweet sweaters to that single mom
Glad she lets me know that i am the thankful one
Other one ... can't take truth and hides behind the church
Owning my power puts her lies in a jeopardizing lurch
Wanting my son to "support" her homeschooling boys
With mainly Wi and video games; 'stupid-making' toys
Called a "Fucking Bitch," by dearest dead-beat Dad
Upon my child's recent Xmas day; how utterly sad
Chronic sleep deprivation ..nary a soul, really knows
Blow her down .. until she finally goes .. and blows!
Fuses do break, nerves can snap and hearts will break
Everyone is "busy," and always on the timely take
Those of us who bestow our infinite love are not exempt
Deserving to be treated with respect; not crass contempt
Last evening, that gay guy, "still in the closet,' was so rude
Another man-made misogynist; always so ugly and crude
You may hit me with your dirty nail and golden hammer
Yet, never will you cause this poet to even stammer
Must be why my late rent and eviction seems as if naught
For finer folk are robbed than fools such as those un-caught
i AM all that i give and when i am dead, burnt, and gone
Your money will be saved ; never shall you be wrong!
Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com
p.s.
Well, about the only thing that made this 'bitter pill' so much easier to swallow ... Rather than wallow... was a free styling and haircut. Thanks to my rising son; now sporting shoulder length hair, after 3 teens surrounded him in an alley, and cut off his foot long braid, Kaelin is ready to visit a modelling agency, next week. And Momma K can grown out her own stressed tresses, even better, with a nice trim to tuck her troubles in ...
Of course, that older guy at Blenz, buying me an herbal Peony and Chamomile Tea, was quite sweet. Eating raw chocolate and listening to him recite poetry, right across the street. Drunk on 'only wine,' that he had not drunk a drop of since, last night. Yet, easily affording the word; "gracious," so mindfully put into heart-felt action. Eating his sugary Cinnamon Roll, asking permission to go to the washroom, and forgetting to wash his hands, before shaking mine.
Tender souls will always find one another on a wet and windy winter's Vancouver evening. All i can do, for all the rest of those lost and restless souls; is to forever, keep believing ....!!!!!
p.p.s.
Hopefully, my various valiant efforts and victorious sites .. shall soon be resurrected with the help of kindly donator's.
Please send your love and gratitude to - rawsome chef@yahoo.ca - via www.paypal.com
Thanks, with all my open heart!
Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com
p.s.
Well, about the only thing that made this 'bitter pill' so much easier to swallow ... Rather than wallow... was a free styling and haircut. Thanks to my rising son; now sporting shoulder length hair, after 3 teens surrounded him in an alley, and cut off his foot long braid, Kaelin is ready to visit a modelling agency, next week. And Momma K can grown out her own stressed tresses, even better, with a nice trim to tuck her troubles in ...
Of course, that older guy at Blenz, buying me an herbal Peony and Chamomile Tea, was quite sweet. Eating raw chocolate and listening to him recite poetry, right across the street. Drunk on 'only wine,' that he had not drunk a drop of since, last night. Yet, easily affording the word; "gracious," so mindfully put into heart-felt action. Eating his sugary Cinnamon Roll, asking permission to go to the washroom, and forgetting to wash his hands, before shaking mine.
Tender souls will always find one another on a wet and windy winter's Vancouver evening. All i can do, for all the rest of those lost and restless souls; is to forever, keep believing ....!!!!!
p.p.s.
Hopefully, my various valiant efforts and victorious sites .. shall soon be resurrected with the help of kindly donator's.
Please send your love and gratitude to - rawsome chef@yahoo.ca - via www.paypal.com
Thanks, with all my open heart!
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