My Life In Word

LULLABY

I have not heard
My love's voice
In two days
Maybe three
His voice is low
And deep
It flutters like the reed
Of a baritone
Saxophone 
When he speaks
It reverberates in my chest
From north to south
And east to west
It is as soothing as Brahms Lullaby

Simona A. Brinson

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 Between us lies a stillness
 Its implications deep
 I lie here contemplating 
 While he is fast asleep
 Here in the silence
 My thoughts drift away
 Wandering back
 To that not so distant day
 When to breathe was to love him
 And to love him was to breathe
 And we danced in the place
 Where love was conceived
 Passions fluttered in the air
 On wings of butterfly bliss
 My heart yearned for his love
 My lips lingered on his kiss
  
 With the rustle of sheets
 I snap back to reality
 I feel the crushing weight
 Of the chasm's gravity
 Pressed from all sides
 In silence I cry
 For love that once was
 Now withered and dry
 I lie here beside him
 Together — Alone
 In the place where love
 Turns to pillars of stone
 Between us lies a stillness
 Its implications deep
 I lie here contemplating 
 While he is fast asleep
  
 Simona A. Brinson 

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UPON THE SHELF

I have made this solemn vow
No more will I allow
You to berate me
Or take away my glee
Because I found myself
Upon the shelf
Where I laid my soul
Many years ago
For safe keeping
Until I got full of your heaping
Pile of excrement
And your rotten temperament

Simona A. Brinson

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MELANCHOLY

What do I wish to be?
I wish to be free
Of these loathsome blues
I really do
To be in a state of perpetual melancholy
Stoic, hiding from light and folly
It is wearisome, this state of discontent
And wondering where happiness went
I hope she is on the other side of night
Waiting for me in a halo of light

Simona A.  Brinson

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A TRIP TO MARS

 This is the truth I tell you
 The truth indeed
 Of untruths and lies
 I have no need
 You see, 
 I sailed to the moon
 Just yesterday night
 I took a ship
 Then hopped a flight
 Across the 'verse
 Among the stars
 My final destination
 A planet called Mars
 My friend Neil deGrasse Tyson
 Was there to greet me
 And standing beside him
 Was ole Mr. Milkie
 Now, I told you the truth
 I have no need to scheme
 I told you the truth
 I saw in a dream 

Simona A. Brinson

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LOVE ME A LOT

 He loves me
 He loves me not
 He loves me
 He loves me not
 He loves me
 He loves me not
 Who cares
 If he loves me
 Or not
 I love me
 I love me, a lot!
  
 Simona A. Brinson 

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PAPER & PEN

 As a child
 I had no voice
 Because children were seen
 And not heard
 But I had words
 And paper and pen
 Became my friends
 And to this day
 We're just as close
 As we were then
  
 Simona A. Brinson 

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LIBERTY

 When night falls
 The darkness calls
 Her out by name
 Reminding her of the shame
 Heaved upon her
 By a predator
  
 She closes her eyes
 And comes to realize
 That she's on a head trip
 And has taken ownership
 Of his guilt and depravity
 His turpitude and inhumanity
  
 She opens her eyes
 And with conviction decides
 To relinquish the lies
 She kept bottled inside
 For fear of the world's reproach
 But now with boldness, she optimistically approached
 The nigh shores of freedom
 No longer the victim
  
 She closes her eyes
 And without compromise
 She ends the head trip
 And surrenders ownership
 Of the guilt and shame
 Cause she wasn’t to blame
 For his lack of humanity
 Turpitude or depravity
  
 Now when night falls 
 And the darkness calls
 Her out by name
 She defiantly proclaims
 Her liberty
 From captivity
  
 Simona A. Brinson 

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