of an appending gloom
Dusted off daisy chains
no longer in bloom
And the tiny enchanted wonders
left upon the attic floor
-are someone else's secrets
The new trendy folk lore
And, locked up tight inside
another's hope chest
Nestled/Cradled and dressed
in nothing but the best
And, to put it bluntly
as though it were by force
Days living now
-not a scent of remorse
Not a fear, not a timeless wonder why
not a stadium full, not one dry eye
Not an empty promise
Not a guiltless shrew
Not a day like then
Nor a Witches brew
Not the stir of a pot
-or the wave of a ladle
A baby stirring
-or the rock of a cradle
Not a Moonlight shinning
Not a Summer's day
Not a perfect morning
Not a prideful today
So what of tiny enchantments
-and spells to put under
And hopeful tomorrows
-and days full of wonder...
Copyright ©2008 Erika Petrizzo
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And, then there was Alice
Skipping through a rope
-while all the other children called her names
"Not so!"
-she thought
And, just when did that white rabbit stop breathing?
He was just there – pure and beautiful
It was surreal
-if truth could be spoken
It was love
Love?
Who’s love?
What’s love?
Where’s love?
For certainly it isn’t hiding down rabbit holes
It isn’t pulling up plaid skirts
And hanging one’s head in shame
No! No!
It’s sweet..
Isn’t it sweet?
First times/last times
Laundry lists of times
Alice was counting.
Counting upon her pretty little finger-tips
He loves Me
He loves Me not
He loves Me?
Copyright ©2008 Erika Petrizzo
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And what happened when Sleeping Beauty awoke from her 19 month slumber
To find all and everything was nothing
And, her Prince Charming was merely a footnote unsung
And, her undiscovered Hero was there all along
And, all that she thought was love
-was a lie
The Stage Couch turned back into stale pumpkin pie
The White Couch men
-Three Blind Mice
And, love precious love, like the roll of a dice
-a gift from above
-a gift what you make it
-a gift none-the-less for those who will take it
So, what if she made a fool of herself
It was laughable now the storyline upon the dingy old shelf
And, as history unfolded
As, history was done
Wicked Step Sisters written in and gone
And, Snow so White covered a pure laden ground
As angry vain Queens came 'round
And, make believe
-Seven tiny Dwarves
Parted their way as a matter of course
It was merciless
It was true and it was wrong
And, the smile that upon her lips took much too long
For wicked departures
And, empty castles rung
Through her ears
As a new storyline begun...
Copyright ©2008 Erika Petrizzo
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When the world comes a knocking right at your door
And, your two-stepping foot steps lead you wanting for more
Mere mention of a yesterday – and your heart's all a flutter
And, the time that exists, things you just cannot mutter
As silence beholds you well into its grip
Your hands that hold you up are beginning to slip
Yet the tumble and fall holds nothing at all
‘cause there’s nothing denying; not the tall of a wall
But, the strength of your will, as you dredge along still
Knowing alas the mere science of will
And, all that is now - is all that will pass
As nothing – not even a thought,
-can last...
Copyright ©2008 Erika Petrizzo
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What else
What else
What else while she waits
Ticking in unison
Time beats away
What else
What else
What else while she waits
Twirling in circles
A cage locked in to stay
What else
What else
What else while she waits
Her Golden Locks streaming fourth
-longer growing
What else
What else
What else while she waits
For her love,
who’s appearance
-never showing
What else
What else
What else while she waits
Darkened room
-gloomy & dreary
What else
What else
What else while she waits
Her eyes have become rather
-teary...
Copyright ©2008 Erika P.
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Darling..
-come down from your high horse
Pull off that lusty crown
No one likes a dreamer
-who’s taught the world to frown
And, just what have you shown us
Through your book of thorny lies
And your half-hearted truths
We’ve all learned to despise
All those hearts you left aching
Unfinished prose
You told the world you loved her
And, who heaven only knows
Who for your heart beats
Surely not the one in your bed
You filed her with deceit
That rose from your head
And, you weaved your spell ‘round
The girls all a flutter
Candy poisoned apples
In your hands
-they melted like butter
And, you’ve finished for some time
As you settled in
Waiting for the moment
When just like before again
You can start all over
And, again & again
But, you’ll never be satisfied
I’m sorry, My Friend...
Copyright ©2008 Erika P.
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Where is the world
-when the world stands still
and, the voices are muffled
like silence at will
Where are the streets
-when the children play
and laughter so sweet
it calms the day
Where is the rain
-when the well has run dry
and there no longer are feelings
no tears left to cry
Where is the warmth
-when a hand around
the crock of an arm
through another wraps 'round
Where is the heartbeat
-that goes all a flutter
a wink from your eye
or, your stare
-like no other
Where did that time go
-when all not forgotten
felt fresh & new
a new garment of cotton
When our bodies entwined
Shining like new
Nothing at all
Was all that we knew
And, everything felt hopeful
And spite could not be read
From the tip of my tongue
To the edge of your bed
The rosewood & lilac
And amber so sweet
Innocent rung from my head
To my feet
And, all that was fresh then
And all that is now
Is a mere ancient memory
A line on my brow
And, age folds so timeless
And, age comes so fast
And, firsts like feelings
-fleeting
Comes and goes in a flash...
Copyright ©2008 Erika P.
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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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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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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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