Sep 27th

Never Say Never

By Arik Fletcher

Never be me,
No- cannot be true,
I’d always persisted in making it through.

Never be me,
No- nothing like this,
I’d always assumed it would be a near miss.

Never be me,
No- something is wrong,
I’d always insisted that I was more strong.

Never be me,
No- just a mistake,
I’d always had faith that my will would not break.

Never be me,
No- beyond belief,
I’d always resisted the fear and the grief.

Never be me,
No- let me rewind,
I’d always imagined I’d be left behind.

Sep 26th

Niepokój

By Arik Fletcher

The nights go on eternally,
The days seem far too short,
The sunrise far too late to halt,
The demons that I court.

I hear their voices in the dark,
Their silent call to arms,
They whisper softly in my ear,
And play upon my qualms.

The love I hold within my heart,
Is all that keeps me sane,
The truth that this in time will fade,
Yet more for them to gain.

These fears I thought long conquered,
Played out for me each night,
Reveal a past I cannot change,
A future far from sight.

Sep 25th

STEP BY STEP

By Dori Wheeler

STEP BY STEP
~
Counting days, weathering the storm
Who would've guessed we would conform?
Sober buddies from the early days
Looking back, it was such a haze
~
Through laughter and tears you made your way
Celebrating your special day
A fine example you've become
But never forget where you're from
~
You worked so hard to get your year
With trepidation, conquered fear
I admire your tenacity
Your commitment and capacity
~
With gratitude I call you "friend"
My 'little sister' 'til the end
Ups and downs, we've had our share
But, that is neither here nor there
~
Seek silver linings when feeling low
A lesson learned, a chance to grow
Step by step you're ready to fly
Spread those wings and touch the sky...

DORINDA WHEELER 2017
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Sep 25th

FOR YOU I PRAY

By Dori Wheeler

FOR YOU I PRAY
~
Twenty-two years have passed us by
My August baby, weepy eyed
A bundle of joy from the start
Never desired to be apart
~
Playing together on the floor
Memories I'll forever adore
"LAND BEFORE TIME", many a toy
Prevalent items brought you joy
~
You've grown into a fine young man
Followed your dreams, formed a plan
I keep you close though miles away
Health and wisdom, for you I pray
~
Changes I'd make, I'd turn back time
The mom you deserved, life sublime
Mistakes were made along the way
A discordant price for you to pay
~
I miss you son, I love you more
But, now is your time to explore
Another chapter, let's flip the page
Hope your birthday is all the rage!!

DORINDA WHEELER 2017
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Aug 1st

Artinfact

By Arik Fletcher

A picture speaks a thousand words and words can paint a scene,
Alas when put together they are often stuck between,
For beauty in a work of art need never be defined,
Nor should the deepest words be shaped or in a frame confined.

This is but my opinion though it has been shared by some,
That words alone should be enough for poets yet to come,
For images can set a tone not found within the verse,
As words in turn change context and more often for the worse.

It is a modern folly to combine these works of art,
As in so doing meanings change and truth will fade in part,
For each must take its audience into a private dream,
Where they can seek what meaning their own heart and soul can gleam.

So heed my call dear poets and refrain from present form,
Allow your work to find a voice within the growing storm,
Your ink can tell a story without need for sketch or picture,
And you in turn will better write without this ill thought mixture.

Jul 27th

SUSPENDED IN DUSK

By Dori Wheeler

SUSPENDED IN DUSK
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She wasn't dealt a royal flush
Drugs and alcohol stole her blush
Haunted by life, praying to die
They misconstrued the reasons why
~
Death was her friend, her lover too
Suspending in dusk, there to woo
Taunting desires, endless needs
Captivating and sowing seeds
~
Dance in seclusion, shades of night
Clandestine meetings, far from light
Anticipation, what will be?
Wicked enchanter, sets her free
~
She slipped away holding his hand
The pain now over, life's demand
Suspended in dusk, through the veil
With sheer delight, final exhale
~
No worries of those left behind
Eyes wide open, yet they were blind
Keep your flowers, it's way too late
No mournful tears can compensate
~
Where were you in her solitude?
Claiming it was but attitude
Haunted now by September sun
It's too late, what's done is done....
~
DORINDA WHEELER 2017
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Jul 20th

No Repeat

By Arik Fletcher

Real music is emotion,

Raw feelings from within,

A glimpse into a dark soul,

Exposed with every spin.

 

Each song is a reflection,

Of secret thoughts and dreams,

A story with true meaning,

Between the words and screams.

 

Deep lyrics are addictive,

A drug we must consume,

They cling to every dark note,

That calls us to our doom.

 

Each melody is sacred,

Despite what chart it tops,

And we will sing the chorus,

Until the music stops.

Jul 20th

WILD IN THE WIND

By Dori Wheeler

WILD IN THE WIND
~
Waning moon submits to twilight
There is no primal fight or flight
This is when magic transpires
My body aches, it requires...
~
I scream aloud without a sound
Unrighteous tease, for I am bound
Quivers from your salacious touch
You shall never be way too much...
~
Innuendo with just a glance
Wild in the wind, take that chance
Sweet surrender in Venus dew
Incantation, a bit taboo...
~
Bodies entwined ignite the skies
Illuminate like fireflies
Impotent thoughts of turning back
Clenching my nails, under attack...
~
Wild in the wind, let it be
As dawn arises, you shall see
You and I can be nevermore
It's late my love, I've had the tour...

DORINDA WHEELER 2017
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Jul 13th

THE DEVIL'S DUE

By Dori Wheeler

THE DEVIL'S DUE

Without fail, she adorns her mask
It truly is a daunting task
Fearing people will see within
As if conducing mortal sin
~
Unable to see her appeal
Carnal passion she yearns to feel
No Prince Charming to the rescue
Fairy tales are the Devil's due
~
A citadel surrounds her heart
Affected from the very start
Bohemian with wander lust
She leaves her suitors in the dust
~
Raven locks and emerald eyes
Captivating to her demise
So agonizing in her skin
Wonders if she'll ever win
~
Reflective night scenes, all alone
Time to uproot her comfort zone
She's resourceful, plenty of tricks
May be time to tear down bricks
~
Bid farewell to the saline streams
Time to embrace some gypsy dreams
No longer in need of disguise
Bewitching woman, oh so wise...

DORINDA WHEELER, 2017
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Jun 23rd

UNBRIDLED FOAL

By Dori Wheeler

 

Unbridled Foal

UNBRIDLED FOAL
~
Isolated, divergent, alone
Growing up without a common zone
A sapling withering in the sun
Her roots thirsty, wanting to become
~
Bohemian heart and gypsy soul
Tenacious like an unbridled foal
A ship with no anchor tossed at sea
She needed a beacon just to be
~
Can she be tamed? Only time will tell
Trusting Creator was tough to sell
Skepticism, her mortal design
Perseverance would transform her mind
~
Warrior woman on a mission
Great Spirit brought her to fruition
She broke bondage of ancient time
Radiant, she now feels the sunshine
~
Within her realm, she's the sublime queen
Inner demons conquered, quite a scene
Soaring like Eagle, she sees it all
Motivated by love, she can not fall....
~
DORINDA WHEELER 2017
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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