Whilst He Hangs Around 
There was nothing to his stare
But, for her the gift of despair
She’d often wondered about the air that surrounds
Over cast shadows
Upon someone else’s grounds

-whilst he hangs around

And the granite feel from his cold marbled hands
Clung to her as if she could understand
His disappearing act full of no wish-you-wells
Time which never reveals
But, questioning linger
Just a touch of his finger
And, her skin is a blaze
Going through some sort of faze

-whilst he hangs around

Her smile is fading
Left contemplating
A time when not so long ago
When he was all she did not know
And, she couldn’t quite see
Becoming something he wanted her to be
And, if she were to being true
Just the fact that he knew
Was enough to send her reeling
And, there would be no heeling

-whilst he hangs around


Copyright ©2008 Erika P.




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First Love 
Isn’t it a shame when the very freshness of life is wasted
Wasted on the unappreciated thralls of youth
Cast aside by the fickleness of life’s ever-changing pages
Stories to be written/unwritten
Shared/Unshared
Moments of running through the tops of freshly cut hills of green
Chocking upon the tumbling blindness of your kisses
So – sloppily..
And, never to share again
The we, we can never be as then
When the sound of youth wasn’t muffled
When the laughter did not fade
And, the fragrance of a Summer day chocked our senses
And, love – just pure and sweet
New/Untouched & Unbroken
Fleeting at best..


Copyright ©2008 Erika P.




{I saw a subway ad with two teenagers locked in an embrace, laying upon a bed of grass - I was so inspired by it.. The Boy was Strawberry Blond/The girl Brunette.. And, if you see it.. Well.. It's just so beautiful.. I got to thinking about my own son, and what his life experiences may bring.. Where his first love may take him - be that good or bad.. Isn't life the most amazing gift that we have to share with one another? - Wish I could find that add so that I could place the photo here.. But, alas I cannot..}


Found it!..


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It's My 37th Birthday  
Shameless Plug..



And John Will Never Eat Shish Kebab Again.. =D



And, I Wanna Wish A VERY Happy Birthday To This Fella..


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A Half-Hearted Leap Into Hello 
So imagine this, if you will
A dream or two
A moment not really spent
A clouded vision
An altered memory
Not living life
Giving up on tomorrow
Not believing in oneself
Saying goodbye to nothing
Hanging it all up to dry

And, then as sudden as a flash
Like nothing you have ever felt before
A new
-Beginning of sorts
just thoughts
A what if – if you will
And a whole lot of maybes

His voice breaking
Like a wave of emotions
Plunging the depth of your heart
Scent that lingers
Still a bit too long
Your thoughts go there
It begins
Or so you’ll think
And, it’ll be too late to really think
-of anything else…



(This is not finished - nor will it be.. So, in that case... It's done!)


Copyright ©2008 Erika P.


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Photographs 
Composites of a forgotten time
Frozen, a perfect vision
His lips upon hers
Magic
Just a fairy tale of sorts
-capable of destroying your mind
Surely
-and just as swiftly as a hammer found the head of a nail
Silently
-and just as sure as the end of a season could stop a butterflies wings from fluttering
The emotion was all but drown out
-flattened
-frozen
-incapacitated
It was just the anxiety I felt
The longing all over again
Too sure of it now
And, then again too late to know for certain...


Copyright ©2008 Erika P.


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Glass Figurines 
Open To Interpretation –

He kissed her hungrily on the lips
-& her mouth parted
However, the bile that formed upon her ready lips
-poured fourth
She’d been kissing Princes all day
And, no wonder she were tired
The angry Fairy stood idly by
-watching
-waiting
In vain
For certain this were the last
No! No!
She hadn’t changed
-he was not the one
No one would/could break the spell
The spell of unease
No Shackles
Just Wings
-on which to fly
And, angrier lullabies
Fancy mood swings
-clouded Moons
& the Sun’s eclipse
The joining of two angry souls locked in unison
And, the girl was off
-taking the Freeway back home…


Copyright ©2008 Erika P.


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Fishbowl 
What would I give to live in your World
-of Fancy Belt Buckles and trivial things
What would I give to live in your World
-and think that mediocre is a wonderful thing
What would I give to live in your World
-so vibrant, so true
What would I give to live in your World
-where people get married and talk like you do
What would I give to live in your World
-where everyone walks just the same
-dresses alike
-reasons alike
Toy Soldiers in your petty life’s game
What would I give to live in your World
-but I can’t swim, can’t you see
So it’s with a heavy heart I’ll admit
-that I’m happier just not to be…



Copyright ©2008 Erika P.


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Butterfly 
He said:
“You’ll never amount to anything!”
-and I believed him.
And, when he whispered: -
“You’ll have to marry because you’ll never be able to care for yourself.”
Yeah.. I guess I believed that too..

And, then the ground fell from underneath me.
And, my grip loosened.
-and I fell.
And, things turned dark.
And, I sat in seclusion,
-as I hugged my body tightly.
And, thought there would be no other.
Figured it was all done and over.

But as Night turns again to Day.
As the winter turns to spring
As Death breeds birth
-new life sprang fourth.
Sun rays graced my face.
And, the warm breeze filled me
And, I learned that I was everything
-all I ever needed

The cage door flew open
The chains no longer held me
I grew wings
I flew….



Copyright ©2008 Erika P.



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Khloe Sage 


Welcome To The World Beautiful Baby Girl!...

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RIP, Beautiful 
Loss is never easy
-and it's especially hard when it's sudden
-unexpected
When the person had so much more life to live
And, way more love to still give
When you watch as the people you love silently suffer
-then eventually break down/fall apart/cry
When the tears stream down your child's face
-as he says goodbye to his very Best Friend
You realize how short it all is..
-Life
RIP, Beautiful!
08/08/2008


Copyright ©2008 Erika P.





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