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Name: Kristin
Gender: Female
Hometown: Little Egg Harbor, NJ Coastal South Jersey
Home country: United States of America
Current location: Little Egg Harbor, NJ
Member since: Thu Mar 22, 2018, 08:39 PM
Number of posts: 596

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100 Year Storm

100 Year Storm
Dedicated to Larry (My late husband)

Winds twirling to the east
A hot and wonderful cocktail
Thunder rolling toward me
I remember every detail

Lightening snapping behind us
Turbulence from the stormy sea
A summer tempest coming furiously
Somehow we could both foresee

Looking down the stairs at you
Weíd opened up the floodgate
I warned you, ďDonít you fall in love.Ē
You knew it was too late.

Your Ďbad-boyí grin was just an act
Your kindness reached my core
Our differences played harmony
First friends, eventually more

Sun baked our skin to red
Sandy feet
Burned barefoot trails
Starry nights cooled our dreams
I remember every detail

Some of us
We have the luck
For birth signs to align
To find ourselves
To be born
Right in the path
Of a hundred year storm
If it happens to you
Just let it exist
That thunderous love
You just canít resist

That August day looking down at you
Your Ďbad-boyí grin showed me my fate
I warned you, ďDonít you fall in love.Ē
We both knew it was too late.

And I.... I remember every detail.

#TrumpTreason

#TrumpTreason

Who Am I Now: Lyrics (Re:Domestic Violence)

Wrote this as a song. At the end, Iíll post the link to hear the song. Itís an all black video except my knee makes an appearance at the end. 🙄 Youíll need to unmute right away. I had a hard time singing it, because my throat tightens when Iím emotional, so the singing isnít great and I just started teaching myself guitar, but my idea came through. And in the last line it says ďby my sideĒ but it should be ďON my side.Ē I know it seems like it doesnít flow, but with the music, it does.

Who Am I Now

I was once important
To the others,
Known for truth and wisdom
And for answers
I became person non grata
To everyone
Including brothers

Now Iím known for things I never did
Or said or even thought of
Oh no, mmmhmmm,
And the others either shun me
Or they come for me with pitchforks
Theyíve gotten caught up
In the lies

So who am I now
What am I supposed to do
My family turned its back
As the others planned attack

Although it isnít true
What they say
I guess it doesnít really matter all that much anyway,
anyway

Who am I now
Who am I now
Who am I now
when my memories
Are called hyperbole

And the voices sound like thunder in my dreams
Iím awakened by the silence of my screams
In their gossip Iím a character I play
The curtain leaves them guessing
That maybe Iíve gone away

I Was once A teacher
And a learner
To this crowd
Pointing, they judged me guilty
But I canít speak my pain aloud

So who am I now
What am I supposed to do
My family turned its back
As the others planned attack
Although it isnít true
What they say
I guess the Truth never really mattered all that much anyway
Anyway

Who am I now
Who am I now
Who am I now
when my memories
Are called hyperbole

I Was once so happy
In this town
Until it turned around and let me down
This was once my family
Until they pushed me out
Now thereís nothing much to write home about

So who am I now
Who am I now
Who am I now
What am I supposed to do
My family turned its back
helped the others to attack
Although it isnít true
Even to this day
all my memories
Are called hyperbole
How dare they define me
But the question that still brings me doubt
The thing that I still cry about
mmm-mmm-mmm

Is who am I now?
Who am I now?
Who am I now?
what am I supposed to do
Yeah, What am I supposed to do
Without you
On my side

Song:


Happy Valentine's Day, DU friends!

I hope you all feel a little more pep in your step and and a little extra love in your hearts today!

And speaking of love, thank you for my Valentine hearts! I didnít expect even ONE, but I think I have 5 now. They lifted my own heart and made my last few days special! 💕

Be still, my

two new hearts! Thank you so much!

Going Down

Iím
Going down
to the bottom
Rock bottom
To the bottom
Of a glass
on the rocks

Canít get higher
Than the smoke
Between my fingers
That lasts
long enough
To taste
Just like the fire
That lingers
just to waste
that precious air

And do you really think that I
Turn the other cheek each time
Smile when I want to cry
Wordless I just pantomime
And watch the hourglass run dry
Do you think that I am just a victim
Or a partner in your crime
And do you ever ask yourself why
Iím withering right before your eyes
Do you consider
that I might want to die

Iíve
Gone down
to the bottom
To the fire pits
To the bottom
Of hell
on earth

Canít get higher
Than the heaven
To which I inspire
That I glimpse
long enough
To envision you
Just like a dream
That lingers
Like a beam
of precious light
Before night falls

Breaking

Time ticks down
I feel numb to the change
Then with shock and shrill alarm
I awaken
Startled by the sound
Reality feels strange
Without you as the glue
Now Iím breaking

The hole inside my soul
And the dark within my heart
The roadmap of a journey
Iíve forsaken
Thought that once I cried
There would be a change of tide
Iíd be strong enough to fight
I was mistaken

Can you hear me
When Iím screaming at the sky
Can you feel me
Feel me wither as I die
Do you see me
As I stumble through the dark
Your absence stains my path
Just like a blood mark

Sand slips through
Though the days never do
As the space in the hourglass
Is taken
I watch it slip away
And realize too late
My grip on happy endings
Has been shaken

The movie in my mind
That plays behind closed eyes
Is a silent motion picture
Without screens
Itís all in black and white
With wavy little lines
And Iím not even sure
What the gray means

Time has been ticking
But the movie replays
The love story leaves
My heart aching
Nothing seems to change
Reality feels strange
I remain in the darkness
As dawnís breaking

Last one for today..... (I write A LOT!)

Two years and then two days ago
It all came crashing down
Phone in hand, slid to the floor
Tried to hide my breakdown

I recall the smell of burning wood
The crisp chill in the air
Memories of better days
Surrounded me everywhere

So I went walking
Looked up at the blue sky
Breathed in November air
And watched the geese fly by
The kaleidoscope of foliage
Rainbow colors of the trees
Brought me to my knees
Crushed me into pieces
And then broke the last of me

Itís two years now in the past
Before long it will be three
To put the day away to pray
On our anniversary
The wind whips through the branches
Where the leaves fall down like rain
And I walk again down our old path
To try to freeze the pain

Now Iím hiding from my thoughts
From Novemberís darkest skies
I see my breath near winterís edge
And all that it implies
The kaleidoscope of foliage
Rainbow colors of the trees
Are browned from death and crunching
With white edges from a freeze

Youíd think that Iíd be stronger now
Itís been years and months and days
But somehow that November chill
Still seeps right in with waves
The naked branches of the season
Still bring me to my knees
Crush me into tiny pieces
That once had made up me

I heard the news of that phone call
Then slid right down the wall
Two years and just two days ago
When autumn became fall
I crawl away from autumn but
Each year I canít foresee
Is it the present or the past
That broke the last of me.

I Had This

I watched as your intentions
Crept across your face
And made you smile

The monster-your invention
Hasnít shown up at this place
In quite a while

I prayed that you would go
But you fixed yourself a drink
In a heartbeat I would know
That youíd bring me to the brink
Of madness
Thought I had this
But no

I felt your medication
Slip on through my veins
And make me weak

A toxic combination
Circles round my brains
Til I canít speak

I hoped that youíd walk out
You werenít going anywhere
There was very little doubt
I should have been aware
Of your madness
Thought I had this
But no

I thought your fascination
Mirrored an old nightmare
I was mistaken

A compromising situation
The evil was still there
When I awakened

I prayed that you would go
But I could no longer think
The blood would overflow
As you pushed me to the brink
Of madness
Really thought I had this
But no

Modern Day Shunning

After decades of writing and publishing poetry, I began working as a lyricist just before the pandemic. Working with musicians while staying isolated definitely kept me sane! All of our work was done remotely, although unfortunately the process of recording in the studio was halted.
Anyway, I would classify this song as folk. My poetry/lyrics are often within the storytelling genre. This one definitely fits that bill. There is music, but I donít know how to share that.

Modern Day Shunning
Daisy skipped barefooted up to the church steps
Every Sunday
Nothing Ďtween her and hell but a silver toe ring
Daisy bowed down to pick some flowers
Her namesake
And when the choir sang hymns, she would always sing

When the service let out, Daisyíd reach into her basket
Of daisies
The townspeople kept on walking lest they turn to stone
And with their pious eyes uplifted
toward Heaven
They walked right by the purest thing theyíd ever known

Thatís the way they deal now with all the sinners
Thatís a modern day shunning in the name of God
Put her picture on the internet so she remembers
Exactly why she turned her back on this fraud

When Daisy walked by, her feet looked light as air
Like she was floating
She always treated every person as the same
She fed the hungry and housed the homeless
And down-trodden
But Daisyís sin was never knowing her daddyís name

So they marched up to her cottage armed with leaflets
And pamphlets
Theyíd decided that Daisy needed to be saved
But while theyíd been busy judging, sheíd been watching
And waiting
She knew how, behind closed doors, each one behaved

Thatís the way they deal now with all the sinners
Thatís a modern day shunning in the name of God
Put her picture on the internet so she remembers
Exactly why she turned her back on this fraud.

Then one Sunday Daisy didnít show up
At church time
Her basket empty right beside the red brick walk
Nobody could imagine how sheíd left with no one seeing
In a small minded town all they do big is talk

Then the sunlight hit a glimmer of silver
In a clay brick
They couldnít get it out no matter how they tried
And while nobody said it, you can bet that they all knew it
While busy pointing fingers
The rapture came and passed them by.

Thatís the way they deal now with all the sinners
Thatís a modern day shunning in the name of God
Put her picture on the internet so she remembers
Exactly why she turned her back on this fraud.

Thatís the way they deal now with all the sinners
Thatís a theme in the psalms they like to sing
But donít be surprised when you bend down to claim it
To discover that the prize was never that silver ring.
Daisyís silver ring.
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