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∙ఱ∙ •ౡ• ∙∙ secrets and lies ∙∙ •ౡ• ∙ఱ∙


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i  wake each dawn exposed
stripped of  all pretense
anyone would see what  i am
thus i  must ever sleep alone

i  step outside my door
wrapped in deception’s raiment
allowing no one
to glimpse
the naked truth of  me

should you look too long
i  gather my illusions tight around me
reflecting that which you think i  should be
clothed in nothing but fantasy

my dress of  false conformity
leggings woven out of  secrets and lies
shoes shiny with your expectations
a sparkling necklace of  insincerity

if  i  should meet someone
who can ignore my desperate conjuring
yet still smile and reach for my hand
i  will finally become
the me  i was meant to be

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“Secrets”   One Republic

artwork ~    “Woman with umbrella. The Parisian”    Robert Delaunay
{  public domain }

originally posted  24 January 2014  { revised slightly }

prompted by ~


Fireblossom Friday:  Clothes Make the Woman!    at    imaginary garden with real toads
prompt:   write a new poem in which clothes play a significant part


thank you,  Fireblossom!

this is my submission to ~

Poetry Pantry #242    at    Poets United
submit a new or old poem

thank you,  Mary

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♀♀♀ International Women’s Day ♀♀♀ 8 March 2015 #makeithappen

2015 Theme: MAKE IT HAPPEN

If every International Women’s Day event held in 2015 includes girls in some way, then thousands of minds will be inspired globally.

Each year around the world, International Women’s Day (IWD) is celebrated on March 8th. Thousands of events occur not just on this day but throughout March to mark the economic, political and social achievements of women.

Organizations, governments, charities and women’s groups around the world choose different themes each year that reflect global and local gender issues.

“Make It Happen” is the 2015 theme of the internationalwomensday.com website and this has been widely used by hundreds of organizations including schools, universities, governments, women’s groups and the private sector. Each year the United Nations declares an overall International Women’s Day theme. Their 2015 theme is “Empowering Women – Empowering Humanity: Picture It!”.  Many organizations develop their own themes that are more relevant to their local contexts. For example, the European Parliament’s 2015 theme is “Empowering Women and Girls through Education”.


“Girl Power”     Cheetah Girls

“Girl Power”     Cheetah Girls

lyrics ~

Throw your hands up if you know that you’re a star
You better stand up if you know just who you are
Never give up never say die
Girl Power Girl Power!!

Throw your hands up if you know that you’re a star
You better stand up if you know just who you are
Never give up never come too far
Girl Power Girl Power!!

I’ve made mistakes before but I know I’m not perfect
It’s okay ’cause who could ever be
As long as I did my best
It don’t matter what no one says ’cause deep down in my heart
I got the power to make it all happen

Throw your hands up if you know that you’re a star
You better stand up if you know just who you are
Never give up never say die
Girl Power Girl Power!!

Throw your hands up if you know that you’re a star
You better stand up if you know just who you are
Never give up never come too far
Girl Power Girl Power!!

At times I may just feel like my back is to the wall,
I hold my head up high
And keep on standin’ tall
I know that my back is covered
Because we have each other
And we’re down for whatever.
If you hear me throw your hands up

Throw your hands up if you know that you’re a star
You better stand up if you know just who you are
Never give up never say die
Girl Power Girl Power!!

Throw your hands up if you know that you’re a star
You better stand up if you know just who you are
Never give up never come too far
Girl Power Girl Power!!

Sometimes life may get you down
But you better hold your ground
Can’t nobody live your life but you
Stay true to who you are
And always follow your heart
Your heart, your heart

Throw your hands up if you know that you’re a star
You better stand up if you know just who you are
Never give up never say die
Girl Power Girl Power!!

Throw your hands up if you know that you’re a star
You better stand up if you know just who you are
Never give up never come too far
Girl Power Girl Power!!

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the beast in YOU …not me

being

H U M A N

does  not  ex

cuse  Your  be

have-ior

we   SAY

we  are   “just”

mis………………stood

UNDER

accused  of  a

FALSE   hood

 

living  in  a

 

2nd

child   HOOD

 

or  enTITLEd

to   A

 

GOD

…..HOOD

 

no…..

 

no…..

 

no…..

 

W E   are

 

I  I  I

 

AM

 

…..good

 

…..Good

 

..

GO

OD

!!

 

 goddDAMNitt

just  WHO  the  fuck  do  you

tHInk  you  are?  you have

NO

 

right  to

 

JUDGE

 

ME

  !bitch

  !witch

     !be  itch

 

y.  o.  u.

 

brought  this

 

on

 

your

SELF

 

 

it’s  your

OWN

fault  that  I  HAVE

to treat  YOU  this

way

 

it’s  your  fault

 

YOUR   fault

 

it’s  all  your  fault

 

ALL   Y O U R   FAULT

 

NOT  my  FAULT

 

NOT  my  FAULT

 

it’s  NOT  my  FAULT

 

IT  is  NOT   MY   fault

 

not  MY   fucking    f a u l t

 

it’s  never  MY  fault


“Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood”   The Animals

artwork ~   “Monster in Blue Space”   Vajda Lajos
{  public domain }

i am participating in ~

Prompt No. 4:  Animal;   Form:  Concrete Poetry;   Device: Enjambment
for   Writing 201:   Poetry!
Blogging University Presented by
The Daily Post
on WordPress.com

at last!  a day when i  followed the prompt,  the form and the device!  although i  did stray to  “visual”  concrete poetry form { or poésie concrète in French,  i love the way that sounds }  rather than  “shape” ~ this happens to be my favorite poetry form plus i love the use of  enjambments.  i enjoy the form so much that it never matters to me if  what i write is any good or not.  {smile}  thank you,  Ben,  for such an exciting day of  writing!

this is my submission to  ~

Poetry Pantry #240    at    Poets United
submit a new or old poem

thank you,  Mary

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✯ ☽☾ ✯ night descends {first poem ever posted} 5 year blog birthday

as the night descends

i  wrap darkness around me

and drift off  to sleep

✯ ☽☾ ✯

this is the  first poem posted to this blog on

12  February  2010

celebrating  my heart’s love songs  beginnings five years ago

i  am still amazed when people stop by

THANK  YOU!   to everyone who visits

this song is background to a slide show of   Vincent  van  Gogh’s  art

“Vincent (Starry Starry Night)”   Don McLean

artwork ~   “The Starry Night”   Vincent van Gogh
{ public domain }

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•Ψ• Sinnerman •Ψ•

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SMACK…  SPLAT…  SLAP…  SMACK…
Damn!  They were going to hear the sound of  his bare feet on the pavement even if  they couldn’t see him in the shadows of  the old factory!  What had happened to his shoes?  His memory was a jumbled mess of  blurry images…  all he knew for certain was that  “they”  were chasing him!

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CRACK…  RUSTLE…  SNAP…  CRACK…
R
unning in the forest at dusk was too dangerous!  He’d better stop until full dark if  he didn’t want to be discovered ~ every footfall crunched leaves or snapped a twig.  Breathing heavily,  he slid as far under the old tree root as he could get.  He covered himself  with the detritus of  the forest floor and hoped that no animal would catch the scent of  blood on him if  he fell asleep.

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SPLISH…  SPLOSH…  SPLASH…

Running through the stream under the full moon left him too exposed.  The glint off  of  the blade of  the knife clutched in his left hand might catch someone’s eye.  He paused long enough to bury it beneath a pile of  rocks in the shallow water.

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CRUNCH…  RATTLE…  SPLISH…  SLURP…

Running along the narrow pebbled bank of  the creek sent stones skittering off  into the grass and tumbling down into the water.  His foot slid along with the tiny rocks and,  before he knew what happened,  his left foot was sucked into the oozing mud.  He fell to his knees in the stream and thrust his hands up to the heavens.
“Help me,  Lord!”  he cried.  “I  have sinned but i am asking for your forgiveness.”
But the Lord God refused,  telling him  “GO TO THE DEVIL,  SINNERMAN!”

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HISS…  SPLAT…  SPLASH…

The smell of  sulfur burned his lungs…  trying to take shallow breaths,  he waded through the stream as it began to bubble and hiss at the edges,  his bare feet already blistering on the hot stones beneath the water.
“Lucifer!  Lucifer!”  he called out.  “I  beg sanctuary!  Tell me what I  must do!”
The Devil sneered and said  “OFF WITH YOU, FILTH!  GET OUT OF  MY SIGHT!”

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SHUFFLE…  SCRAPE…  SHUFFLE…  SCRAPE..

They had set the wolves on him.  He could hear the howling not too far away but his raw,  bloody feet could not move any faster.  Was it still the same night?  Or had he lost an entire day like he had lost his clothes and his memories?
Blood spurting onto walls…   onto the sheets…  onto him…
red,  crimson,  scarlet.  What you called it didn’t matter.
That bright vermilion spraying all over was the only clear memory he had.

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Clothed in naught but the darkness,  ol’  Sinnerman shook his head like a dog,  trying to get the sweat out of  his eyes.  Not that it mattered if  he could see.  Rejected by both Jehovah and Beelzebub…..      he had nowhere to go.

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When even Lucifer

has shunned ye…..      Oh,  Sinnerman,

just what did you do?

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“Sinnerman”    Nina Simone

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the final paragraph/haikū-senryū  haibun portion beginning “clothed in naught…”  was originally posted  16 February 2012
the  “back story”  was published  at  Microstory A Week  11 April 2012  { my gratitude to  Steve Isaak }  { revised ever so slightly }

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artwork  ~   “Last Angel”   Nicholas Roerich
{  public domain }

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“Sinnerman”    Nina Simone

lyrics ~
{i think these lyrics are incomplete but hopefully not inaccurate.}

Songwriters:  Nina Simone

Oh, Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
 Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to?
All along dem day.

Well I run to the rock, please hide me.
I run to the Rock, please hide me.
I run to the Rock, please hide me, Lord.
All along dem day.

But the rock cried out, I can’t hide you.
The Rock cried out, I can’t hide you.
The Rock cried out, I ain’t gonna hide you guy.
All along dem day.

I said, “Rock, what’s a matter with you, Rock?”
“Don’t you see I need you, Rock?”
Lord, Lord, Lord.
All along dem day.

So I run to the river, it was bleedin’.
 I run to the sea, it was bleedin’.
 I run to the sea, it was bleedin’.
All along dem day.

So I run to the river, it was boilin’.
 I run to the sea, it was boilin’.
 I run to the sea, it was boilin’.
All along dem day.

So I ran to the Lord, please hide me, Lord.
 Don’t you see me prayin’?
 Don’t you see me down here prayin’?

But the Lord said, “Go to the devil.”
The Lord said, “Go to the devil.”
He said, “Go to the devil.”
All along dem day.

So I ran to the devil, he was waitin’.
 I ran to the devil, he was waitin’.
 I ran to the devil, he was waitin’.
All on that day.

I cried, power (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)
Power

Bring down (Power to da Lord)
Bring down (Power to da Lord)
Bring down (Power to da Lord)
Bring down (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Well, I run to the river, it was boilin’.
 I run to the sea, it was boilin’.
 I run to the sea, it was boilin’.
All along dem day.

So I ran to the Lord I said,
“Lord hide me, please hide me.”
“Please help me.”
All along dem day.

He said, “Child, where were you
 When you ought a been prayin’?”
 I said,”Lord, Lord, hear me prayin’.”
 Lord, Lord, hear me prayin’.
 Lord, Lord, hear me prayin’.”
All along dem day.

Sinnerman you ought a be prayin’.
 Ought a be prayin’, Sinnerman.
 Ought a be prayin’.
All on that day.

I cried, power (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)

Go down (Power to da Lord)
Go down (Power to da Lord)
Go down (Power to da Lord)

Power (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)
Power (Power to da Lord)

Oh woh, power, power, Lord.
Don’t you know.
Don’t you know, I need you Lord?
Don’t you know that I need you?
Don’t you know that I need you?
Power, power, power, Lord.

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