patches the horse

poem from website # 2

RAZORS PAIN YOU

RIVERS ARE DAMP

ACIDS STAIN YOU 

DRUGS CAUSE A CRAMP

GUNS AREN'T LAWFUL

NOOSES GIVE

GAS SMELLS AWFUL

YOU MIGHT AS WELL LIVE

Poem by Dorothy Parker

poem from website # 1

Talking About It II

 They say

Forgive yourself

And all will be well

For your own sake

Give up your scars

For our comfort

Give in now

For nothing else can

Give us relief

You say if

You accept yourself

All will be soothed

Care no more to

Carry the load

Empty out all that

Provokes such turmoil

All you were then

You are not now

Cut off these

Endless reruns

I say it’s hard

To be safe

from myself

Outcast amidst

 all those who are me

Entrapped by the past

Denied access

to what is present

You say that I

Could bloom again

In years to come

And fuse together

Be whole as one

I find myself wond’ring

Whether all these words

Can lead me there

© By Corinne Wesley

The Strong One

The Strong One

i've always been

the strong one

my whole life

i must've been

‘cause people said so

a thousand times

i thought it was

a compliment

it felt like praise

until one day and

after many years

its own true nature

was finally revealed

as being all but

favorable to me

not meant to motivate

designed to bind just

as a verdict would

once pronounced strong

it is forever so and

room for weakness

there is none

so when it's time

and all that strength

is growing dim

beware i warn you

don't let it tell

'cause no one

can imagine

such a thing

and no one

gives a damn

© Corinne Wesley

june 19, 2013

POEM FOR MY SIS...

FOR TAMMY

Tonight

My friend

I cannot find

Neither Delight

Nor joy of

Any other kind

Resembling those

Poetic lines

I’ve come across

So many times

And did then

Like just fine

Despite their sad

Yet true content

How love that is

As deep as mine

Must pay the price

When darkness falls

Without complaint

And leave it all behind

© Corinne Wesley 20. May 2013

Comment from the website from Helga in Germany

Helga Filz

Guten Morgen Corinne
ich schaue mir gerade Deine Seite noch einmal an. Sie ist cool:)))
Bis dann
Helga

NEW POEM... Mayday...Mayday!!

BETTER DAWG DAYS

Look here

We’re walkin’

Me’n my Dawg

Along a dusty river-bed

It’s almost dark

There’s no one else

My Dawg don’t care

Because she has

Seen better days

Not just a few…

Now, they’re long gone

And, YES, I’ ve seen’ em too

I think, I’m pretty sure

Mind you what I remember

‘Bout them most of all

Is how the two of us

Would sit’n watch

As one by one 

Day after day

They’d end and disappear

Just like the sun

And we’d be left behind

There, where we sat

Surrounded by a deep dark blue…

© Corinne Wesley, May 4. 2013