The Gift

QUATERN - poetry style

Hurtful words were spoken

Actions speak louder than words

Tears of hurt and tears of pain

Hearts spilling out their innards

I hold her in my loving arms

Actions speak louder than words

While she cries her broken tears

She blooms a thousand orchids

She looks deep within herself

To find her inner truth

Actions speak louder than words

She releases the love of her youth

This gift of wisdom will help her heal

This act of gently moving forward

She embraces her own identity

Actions speak louder than words

© Sherry Irvine – March 26, 2011

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Who's Listening?

A Triolet is a poetic form consisting of only 8 lines.  Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and  7th lines 
repeat, and the 2nd and 8th lines do as well.  The rhyme scheme is simple:  ABaAabAB, capital 
letters representing the repeated lines. 

Today I was intrigued by some poems written in this style by a couple of poets in the poetry community I belong to. I was inspired to try one myself.

Be careful of the words you speak

You never know who’s listening

Your words may be very tres chic

Be careful of the words you speak

Truthful words are gentle critique

But harsh words could be blistering

Be careful of the words you speak

You never know who’s listening

The Truth About Lies and Addiction

Dedicated to those who have family members with addictions. 
It is heartbreaking to watch a family self-destruct. 

The truth of your perception

Is your story -- your conception

Speaking to me you casually mention

And I listen in polite attention

My heart aborbing in reception

My salty tears are the reaction

I believe your lies -- your deception

All your words....and their destruction

Many hearts are broken in your wake

As you attempt to save your grace

Instead the tears run down my face

Substance abuse has ruined your fate

Please get help for heaven's sake

It's you and your family's lives at stake

It doesn't matter that you've been fake

As you sleep inside that bed you make

The truth is skewed by your drunken haze

As you wander about inside your maze

Your thoughts have  become your stupid craze

They crash your truth like a tsunami wave

Until you can admit your alcoholic rage

All will stay the same -- nothing will change

The people you love the most will move away

And you'll be left with lies and lonely days

All is not lost, there is too much to gain

Take a good hard look at all your pain

All the tears that are causing your rain

The hurt, the nonsense inside your brain

Addiction is brutal - don't be ashamed

Stop the abuse now....just please refrain

Find your truth....it lives on Redemption Lane

©Sherry Irvine – March 26, 2011

IMAGE CREDIT:  Google Free Images

The Box of Time

IMAGE CREDIT:  KILLERIMAGE.CA

These are more than just clippings

Carefully cut from the newspaper

They are people from my past

Family I've known forever

Friendships everlast

I keep them in this box

My memories keep them alive

I honour them with a special thought

A cherished memory, like a lovely story

I am the last one to ponder my own mortality

Sherry Irvine - March 18, 2011

Valerie Savoy is a fantastic photographer

located in Hamilton, Ontario.  She has a gift.

Thanks for allowing me to use your photo.

The Chakras Inside My Violets

Violet is the colour of the crown
Indigo eye is so big and round
Orange spreads happiness around
Let your big BLUE voice be found
Every GREEN heart will always pound
Truthful YELLOW is very profound
Send your RED roots to the ground

 Sherry Irvine - March 15, 2011

http://www.threeheartscompany.com/chakra.html

The Perfect Pair



IMAGE CREDIT:  www.catherinegutsche.com



We stand

 Upon this Heavenly bridge

Me and myself
The Perfect Pair

REFLECTING

Two paths

What was done

What could have been

Neither right or wrong

It just is

LOVE

Absolute

Sherry Irvine - March 14, 2011

Thank you Catherine for the beautiful picture

I am the Ghost - Thursday Think Tank #39

IMAGE CREDIT:  POETS UNITED - THURSDAY THINK TANK #39

A cobweb in the corner of my mind

A faded black and white photo

The memory lingers for a little while

This ghost of my not so recent past

I pay a visit to my younger self

"hello...how have you been?"

Maybe I'll give myself some advice

To this ghost of my not so recent past

It is nice to visit the past for a short time

But my present self pulls me back

Brushing aside that cobweb in the corner

Of the ghost of my not so recent past.

Sherry Irvine - March 10, 2011

A Lover's Revenge

Mag 56 - inspiration picture provided by http://magpietales.blogspot.com/

Your skin is translucent like a dame so fair

I peel you to reveal your inner sweet  layer

Then I chop your heart into a million pieces

As your elegantly sweet fragrance releases

I wrap you with a foil hug, roasting you in thyme

I am your cruelest lover, but still you think I am fine

You come bursting out of your translucent skin

Revealing your wonderous flavour within

You are my secret lover, I toast you, salute you

We celebrate with a goblet o' wine or two

I savour your flavour, but you do me no favour

Because all secret relationships come with a waiver

You are my cruelest lover....for the very next day

People won't speak to me, my breath has betrayed

I scrub my teeth, brush them and floss some more

But there you remain like a stubborn cold sore

So is this what you call your sweet revenge?

It doesn't matter.....I would do it again!

Next time I will share you with all of my friends

That way we ALL have bad breath in the end.

© Sherry Irvine – March 8, 2011

Magic Hands

Relax

soothing music

candle light

trust

magic hands

Relax

hot towel

straight razor

trust

magic hands

Relax

warm oil

hot stones

trust

magic hands

Relax

crown massage

scissors

trust

magic hands

Relax

Relax

Relax

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