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Colette M. Friedman
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Enmity
02/23/04 |
Black and White, Shadow, and Light
A soft whisper bursts against their barren stair
"I am here, come take me, show me where"
The Giants of the earth will quiver and move today
They will clarify, "Your time has come, let us show you the way"
A crackling of the earth, a pounding thud
Slowly they rise, wrenching and pulling the earths blood
They speak, "Your time has come", as though in chorus
"Rise enmity; awaken now as you stand here before us"
Rain, rain is falling down upon me now
A wish, a wish, a healing bow
I must change, must change my life somehow
Must value myself again; consecrate what I wish to do
Must not allow others to influence my point of view
Must not allow burdens to get in the way
Keep negativity and criticisms far away
I rise, and a magnificent vision has begun
They are moving towards me, walking mightily as though in unison
Towards me, I feel their power, the power within me
Exalted, the exodus has begun, finally! The Exodus of Enmity!
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Needles And Pins
03/09/04 |
Heavy footsteps coming towards the door
Creaking, squeaking, noises from the floor
Just another day like yesterday
Do I open, do I close this passageway
Starring, anticipating the worst again
Knob turns, feel my heart wrenching within
Who will enter, who will come in
The man of new, the man of then
Heart beating, sounding like an alarm
Will the mood become mayhem or a curious calm
Can't keep up with the uncertainty of each day
Words fly in and then fly away
Moods, changing with the colors of the day
Made a commitment never to believe what you say
The door opening, and so it begins
Another War-Of-The-Wills
Fought on Needles And Pins
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Footprints
03/25/04 |
Black night, breathless under a pale moonlight
Running fast, she sweeps past her demons in flight
Dark woodlands, distressed shadows cast an eerie glow
Her mind and spirit about to overflow
His words, like chains lashing out from an invisible perch
Running, satin dress ripping past each ghostly birch
The taskmaster has spoken, his words designed to entomb
Must not listen, but eerie sounds linger and loom
Running, her demons must not win tonight
Must slash the ghouls before they multiply and unite
Breathing, she is met at an impasse
Angry, her will thrust forward, his words shatter like broken glass
Feet to solid ground, she whispers; 'Freedom, I am free, finally free from the sound!'
Relieved, weakened, her thin body drops softly to the ground
Downward gaze, a puzzling impression now lies before
Fingertips touching as though searching for more
Like a haunting dream, bewildered,
She whispers the truth; 'I have been here...I have been here before.'
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The Garden
04/07/04 |
There is a garden, somewhere, I am told
Built for the sweet, sweet soul
Where a fountain softly overflows
Where the scent of Rose and Eucalyptus grows
Where the healing begins long after you have gone
One thing, those entering must have come from beyond
Beyond the ravages of pain and attack
You must have gone all the way to have come back
Humility and arrogance must have crossed your path
You must have questioned Gods reason for his wrath
You must have heard that persistent voice inside say,
"I must have done something to deserve this today"
And remembered how no one believed you as you cried
And felt the indignity and slaughter of your pride
See in this garden, you must want to be renewed
You must leave behind all the images you hold
Leave behind all the lies you've been told
Because here, the voice of irreverence does not exist
There is no room for self-defamation and worthlessness
And, believe that you are an angel of God
Surrender your spirit with a simple nod
And, come to believe that you are the INNOCENT
And, those who maim and hurt
Will receive their just punishment
Because, only then, will you have gone all the way
Renewed from the pain life has brought you today
Resurrected from the guilt, removed from hate
Conquering your fears from those who subjug
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A Moment In May
04/24/04
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And the waters fall and so the rivers run
Another day gone, and yet another begun
An opening of the mind, beyond the finished and undone
A palette of color bids the sky a cheerful May noon
Don't want the moment end, not a moment too soon
Breathing, alive, flowers awaken thy soul
Butterflies fluttering freely on petal patrol
Rose, hyacinth, jasmine, the like
Aromatic sensations embracing the daylight
As I walk with my child, hand-in-hand we move slow
Conversation erupts in an easy, cheerful flow
We converse about all, about here, and about there
We talk about memories and we talk without care
He is happy, he is glowing, a shared moment in fun
Yes, another day gone, and yet another begun
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Lifeline
05/10/04 |
Such a beautiful moon, ordinary but compelling in its attraction
So much, talking, whispering, so much distraction
Need time to pause and feel my reaction
Feel my heart and mind ready to overflow
A rewind of the role I was taught to follow
Listen to what they tell you and obey what they say
Over and over again, their words don't ring and don't weigh
It is not me, it is not why God's put me here today
Need time to pause and allow my thoughts to ring in and out
No screaming, allowing only silence to muffle the shout
Need a lifeline, my lifeline, alive and aware
Need to create my life, my way, unique and rare
If you live by the rules of eternity
Then you should live forever they say
So I'll keep walking, walking to avoid
My lifeline falling into void
And I will live and I will question those that say
You must do it this way and not that way
And I will find my way, and walk the path to the day
That leads me to feel that personal high
And I will watch the sun steal the moon from the sky
And bask in the glow because now I identify, that
That lifeline is me, for which I shall never again deny
I still feel the sand under my toes, on that rare day I arose
From the darkness of my soul, where timeless energy flows
Where creativity, wisdom, and experience grows
And it is mine, all mine
That line, my lifeline, alive and aware
Creating my life, my way, unique and rare
And I will find my way, and walk the path to the day
That leads me to feel that personal high
And know, I created my truth and not lived someone else's lie
And I will watch the sun steal the moon from the sky
And bask in the glow because now I identify, that
That lifeline is me, for which I shall never again deny
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Dark Love
05/26/04 |
I am to be the strength, like the universe I am to control
I am to be the backbone of all, no reversal of role
I am to be the mediator, as you constantly ask of me
I am to go about my day and assume my chores proudly
I am to try to look towards the sky for answers in the night
And I am to find them silently, no weariness penetrating the light
I am to assume my responsibilities without question of duty
I am to take a moment in the movement of days for beauty
And I am to be the rock, the rock which lies in your approval
And I am to weather the storms and winds of the most brutal
Dear, dark love
I am of the flesh and of the bone
No wonder why I keep searching, feeling inevitably alone
Somehow my life has slipped away, moved beyond my own
For I am the strength when your light becomes bleak
And I am the backbone you lean on when you are weak
And I have mediated beyond reason and rhyme
And assumed responsibility whether or not it is mine
But, my love,
My answers lie beneath and beyond this worlds duty
And I see clearly only when embraced with the skies eternal beauty
And only when I am weary
Can I awake with a renewed strength to see clearly
Dear, dark love
I am the rock, which is me, which is you
But if you leave me to die silently, weathered to the bone
Eventually, you will be the one searching for answers
Inescapably and silently alone
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Divinity In Ones Self
06/10/04 |
And the rain pours down, life drips with infinite tears
Reminding us that even the skies cry in times of dear
Will it melt our hearts and drown our fears
Pour down on me, pour your love into my soul
For I am longing to become cohesive and whole
For, sometimes I feel I've lost my belief and my way
Procrastinating in the divine, leaving it for one more day
And the rain pours down, smell seeping through the senses
The sight of rain striking all the slick, shinny black surfaces
On the bus, reds, greens, and yellows light up the landscape
Cars lights, traffic lights, street lights, become in separate
Looking around, I am part of the scenery, part of the populate
Walking, shoes watered down, where pain does not discriminate
Show me the way, show me the path I need to follow to assimilate
The truths from the lies I've had to hide and fabricate
And I will learn from my mistakes, and feel the rain inside my soul
Because it hurts so badly, tears pouring out of control
Loneliness, dark windy shadows ease into view
Reminding me of the people I've hurt, feeling, the things I say and do
Eventually, time will breathe sunshine from the dark and the rain
And I will wait, and I will know, I do not want to feel this way again
So, I look up, and I swallow all the droplets I can find
Though not cleansed, I now see that I've been blind
And the rain pours down, life drips with infinite tears
Reminding us that even the skies cry in times of dear
Will it melt our hearts and drown our fears
Pour down on me, pour your love into my soul
For I am longing to become cohesive and whole
For, sometimes I feel I've lost my belief and my way
Procrastinating in the divine, leaving it for one more day
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Strength
06/23/04 |
Strength, I suppose you are in the eye of the beholder
When the tears seem to just flow, should I need a shoulder
Can you be seen from the outside looking in
Are you a product of where we've been
Or a point from where we need to begin
Does strength equal experience
Especially when they strip away our confidence
Is it ok to ask for one more chance
How many blows to our ego does take to know
We're not moving in the direction we need to go
Can you convince yourself, It can be done if need be
Even if its being done at the cost of our own identity
How many parts does it take to make one whole
Is this obstructed path the one we need to follow
When we reach the end, what then will it reveal
Band-Aids over the failures we've chosen to conceal
Will life be forgiving once we've walked the long mile
Will it nurture and comfort us for an equally long while
Will strength build the bridge to our new skin
Will confidence be waiting for us to simply breathe in
Can we be and feel differently at the same time
Is strength a vagueness we privately define
Strength, I suppose you are in the eye of the beholder
And when the tears seem to just flow over
I see another strength sealed
Shoulder to shoulder
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Black Shoes
07/09/04 |
Quiet, darkness, breathing, anticipation
Heart racing, pounding through my skin
Dark, barely a gleam from the back seat row
Black shoes, ready to set, tap, and go
Sweat, excitement, music about to flow
Music, rhythm starting to surge and spread
Moving, tapping rhythm dancing in my head
Feet, tapping to the beat that brought me life today
Black shoes clicking, clacking, and tapping away
Dancing, bringing a voice to the silence in the crowd
A voice in the tapping beating proudly aloud
Black shoes, talking, communicating, I am here for you
I can tap and dance to the music on cue
Fast, tapping, a conversation with woman and man
Feet moving fast, saying I can do it, yes I can
The crowd listening, black shoes directing the sounds
And a finale rushes in moving beyond rhythmic bounds
Feet tapping, pounding fast with the flow of the beat
And I can dance and belong to the music encircling my feet
And I have spoken in sounds to a cheering crowd
Fulfillment, heart racing, pounding through my skin
And it is over
Lights out, the feeling of oneness creeping in
Knowing I've come from a place I wish to go back to again
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