Oh! you got a new life?
A new wife?
A new goal
A new soul?
Those paths weren’t paved
in gold?
You don’t say?
That’s the shame.
We take what we give til
they ain’t shit, Then
we move in silence
plotting the
escape
any excuse. its
life.. Hurry
we ain’t got time
to waste.
You taste? Bitter
sweet. Life get off of me.
I’m seeking the glory of
success.
The valley in between
your breast.. Life
lessons
at its best

There is tender summary to report
In our coming closing.

All our products will sink
To all your devices

After a synchronized fashion
Telling us how well you are

To fit into our game plan
For crashing developments.

Refreshments follow the plying opportunity.
Any adjustments to be made continue.

He didn’t know how to tell her
He no longer cared.

And the dark is full.  One green, gold

Streetlight.  The dog somewhere outside across the street

Gives a conversational bark satisfied he is outside home.

Insects commiserate with each other over tales

We will never know.  A couple of voices

Pass by in quiet repose.

 

Cars languidly slide by receding

Into the impermanence of silence briefly held.

Sprinklers whisper a verse

I long to remember.

 

Ragged choruses dance in the dew.

Hills climb toward clouds.

We close our eyes to see what is not.

Not that the parallel life

Is stillness fulfilled, glinting

Charm or travesty evaded, no

 

All the cleansing is gathering fate

To its breast, marching to drums

We only hear as they grow near.

 

 

 

 

 

The days grow long
I stand beside the Rock
We all know this song
You can lay down your tomahawk

No war, no war, no war
Give me peace

I’ve said what I’ve said
Like a shepherd that’s been lead
The choice is always yours
I’m here to raise the dead

No war, no war, no war
Give me peace

Jai Baba!!!

I aim to be the Phoenix
who rises from
the red, burnt ash
and
blacken stones
that
are the damages
and
challenges
of my life
that I let defeat me

I aim to be the Phoenix
who rises above
my negative inner self
and
negative outer voices
that I let
drag and beat me down

I aim to be the Phoenix
who rises and soars
high up to the golden white sun
to spread my wings and fly
like the Phoenix’s
shimmering
misting
glistening wings of clouds

Up there I will be healed

Up there I will be happy

Up there I will be free

©copyright 9 June 2015 Catherine Anne Hayes

July 19, 1965 – January 4, 2015

With impish twinkle
in her eyes
her hands lusciously
lift the lid
The tantalizing
aroma whiffs up
and she sighs
with anticipatory pleasure
Her cheshire smile
deepens
Thumb and index itch
to delve into
the box of
chocolate delight
Choice made
she lifts it to her
waiting lips
Opens
Places
the tempting morsel
on her
foretasting tongue
Her eyes close
and
she sighs
with
sensual
concupiscent
pleasure
She smiles
deeply
widely
as each delectable
chocolate note
sings
and melts
into her

Slowly her eyes open
She gazes around
and says
“…and that is the way to enjoy your chocolate!!”

God Bless and God Speed to you dear Anna Berger. Thank you for the gift of your love. You will always be a light in our lives. xxxooo

©copyright 21 October 2014 Catherine Anne Hayes