POETRY

                                Toy Soldiers

Marching on with stars in your eyes as that glimmer of hope

Guides you forward fighting an invisible battle of freedom…

On and on you travel this child of the night never wavering on your mission

Stumbling through the rubble that others have thrown in your path

Sifting through the spewed garbage left for you to clean, oh the unseen fury inside the soul trembling with fear tainted with a dash of anger

Traveling forward, marching on like obedient little soldiers doing as your told feeling darker and dirtier as the journey unfolds.

Dedicated are thee the innocent victims of circumstance trying to right the wrongs as you stay vigilant in your loyalty of deceit - inflicted consuming your being as you once were an angel of god, now tossed in the depths of hell’s fury seeking redemption for your abusers as you stay silent in your misery.

March on March on - The battle continues for the wide eyed wonderous little soldier wanting nothing more than to play happily in the field of dreams instead dropped in the pit of disaster

How do we claim victory these children of the night, seeking a safe flight out of harms way evils night as the bombs explode around you relishing in the pain marching beyond the rain with zero restrain…

Toy soldiers how can this be once innocent now misery in the trenches so dirty and deep, how can you clean your feet, and cleanse your soul without screaming defeat…

Gallantly you make your way forward claiming victory for each battle won, fighting for that sun, bringing you back to the light of day, pushing all that rain away…

March on I do say resilience is guiding the way as you canter up the mountainous peeks, dropping the masks of deceit, staking your flag in the ground, your story so profound as the glorious words roll from your lips – I refuse to be defeated freedom is at my fingertips…

Toy Soldier Victoriously made your way by the grace of God you are here to stay, staking your claim on life full and true, no more silence the war has subdued.

The Unspoken Truth A Memoir is my personal story, and this poem is dedicated to all the Toy Soldiers out there who continue to make their way through LIFE…  NO more silence.

EXPOSING MY SOUL…

Stripped of all the thought you knew…  Feeling life is truly through…   Sadness in your life overwhelmed by

 The daily strife…    What are you supposed to do when your world is exposed to those who thought they knew!

Hidden life, so crystal clear … clouded images masked by the harsh confusion - blinded by the light of burning hell

Who is willing to tell?

Shedding your masks one by one, OH do you dare see the sun or continue in the path of darkness hiding in the shadows were know

One will see your tainted soul damaged by abuse of the forsaken

DEEP    DARK     MISERY … Come out Come out I say, it is time to play…   No more running away

Be exposed into the light of a glorious new day…

As the layers are peeled away, I call out to you my soul this day

Showing the world my story untold… Releasing the past time to let go…

 On forward I do go, no more shame enjoying the show..   Basking

 In the light of the stage, my story told applause of praise!

I am proud of who I have become, no more shadows will fall upon me … Let it all go  -        

I am truly FREE… 

ENDLESS NIGHT

Out of the darkness there will be light

The clouded view will become clear as you wipe away the tears

That held you captive from past years…

It is time to step into your brightness that now shines so bright as the

Winds of clarity hit your face, brushing off countless years of disgrace

As I look back on this dark path, I ponder every moment wincing at the

destruction of every turn as I dodge the boulders of pain which seems

to offer never-ending rain

Forging ahead to the seas of the unknown, clairvoyance couldn’t tell the

Tales I would forgo

Through then trenches I prevailed struggling through what was unveiled

With blind faith leading the way, I refused to go astray praying for that

Special day when the rain finally goes away.  

As the seas part, and the

Path clears, my thoughts drift to the coming years

A smile washes over my face, with a new life I embrace

Dropping my trauma on to the floor, shouting “You Do Not Control Me”

ANYMORE…

I now sit in the path of brightness with all the glory of living shining so bright I have now rid the “endless night” …

                                          THE BRINK

A thousand tears I want to cry – flood gates open will I die?

Death is upon me I do fear the gate of hells fury overpowering fear!

Death of a life I used to know, now in the abyss of sorrow - deep dark hole of embers burnt to a crisp a crevasse so large one endless pit of strewing disasters one by one – hating this path truly all done!

Where do I go from here hells bells ringing crystal clear?

Dark anger is all I see flashes of pain running so deep inside my veins – crimson red – yes, I am better off dead!

This is my feelings constricting so tight not letting me see the light of the real world so bright – Will I claim my unspoken truth – lifting me from this treachery, my so-called truth!  Do I dare tell?  Letting the words flow from my lips as it has been one horrendous road trip – can I make it back to the light of day only my voice saving me every step of the way.

From the lowest of low I do fly riding my words writing in the sky –

Look up Look up - they do say – this is finally the right way…  from darkness falls to sun so bright it is time to escape the demons of the night.

Raise your hands to the sky and scream the words as you cry. Save me from my dying day the moment that swept my youth away protruding me into the grips my plight time to take this ultimate flight...

My words more powerful than I ever knew, my savior, my right, my unspoken Truth…

                           BLUEPRINT

 A speckle of energy floating through time

Up in the heavens waiting for the sun to shine…

Planning an adventure to travel through life,

A newborn baby with a beautiful rhyme …

Thrust into this world with a push and a shove

Angel hands guiding you no harm up ahead,

Only the loving arms to be warm and fed…

Nurtured through birth you are on your way,

Finding your blue print every step, every day…

Into the night dear angel, you sleep, as your dreams

Teach you the lessons of life, the ones you chose

As that glimmer of Energy on the magical night…

No barriers no defeat for you, as that incredible energy will see you through…

Finding your way through out your days with a whisper of words, “You don’t say!!!”

Who do I hear so far away, my intuition helping me every step of the way…

Engulfed in my thoughts so true, so deep….

My blueprints play out each night in my sleep…