The Cloud

                                                   Photo by: Suzanne Phillips

I sit on my cloud
and watch the world go by
I sigh, I moan.
I scream, I cry.

I look at the crowd
but they don't see me.
I wave, I signal.
but still they flee.

On and on do these days go,
sitting alone on my cloud.
I wait, I question.
When oh when can I come down?

Suzy Phillips

Mom

I saw a miracle today.

One I was not sure I would never see.

I saw my mother walk for the first time in a year.

I saw her take a shower.

I saw her make it into the office to get on the computer.  

Things are getting better.  Lets hope they stay that way. 

Thank You

For every person who told me that things would be alright,
For every person who cared enough to listen,
For every person who took the time to ask if I needed anything,
For every person who made an effort to make me smile.
For every person who understood, accepted, encouraged me.
Thank you.
It is people like you who make the world a better place.
It is people like you who make life easier to live.
There is more beauty in one kind word than in any perfect face.
I am grateful to know each and every one of you.
Some I have met in person, some I have never seen at all.
But your impact on my life is strong, no matter how I know you.
They say that you pick the people in your life that most describe who you are-
or who you want to be.
When the world comes crashing down, do not worry.
There will be a hundred hands to hold it up for you.
When you fall, there will be a soft place to land.
And when things are at their darkest, the light
of all the souls you have touched will guide your way.
I love you all.

Fortune's Fool

Love

A gamble we all take.

Chips on the table- for all to see.

That’s what this is- a game between you and me.

 So I stack the deck and bet on love.

One more card before I check.

There it is- a royal flush.

I win this round.

But what about the next?

You show me gold that turns to dust.

You promise jewels that don’t amount to much.

Deal the cards.

Place your bet.

A perfect hand.

I won again.

Lets go another round.

The more I play the more I might loose.

It wont take long.

Im Fortunes Fool.

Oh Such Careless Souls Are We...

Oh such careless souls are we

To laugh and love so wantonly

When true pain soon comes to be

We shall fall under the weight of certainty

Oh how forgetful are we

To condemn and forgive so shamelessly

When Justice wields her mighty sword

Beneath it we shall bow hypocritically

Oh such simple minds are we

To think that all will come to rights forcefully

And when the Gods above do judge

All shall excuse themselves with stupidity.

The Gods Came Down

The gods came down today,

and asked me, "What is wrong?"

I responded tearfully, "Gods, my love is gone."

"Oh, sweet one, do not fret." said the god next to me.

"Your love is still here, even if you do not see."

With a sobbing breath, I replied mournfully.

"You took him, didn't you?  You took my love from me!"

The gods stared as one, surprised by my grief.

"Why, my dear, it was just out of curiosity."

'You have powers, beauty, and immortality!  Why can you not leave us be!"

I shouted painfully.

"Ah, my darling child," said the gods smug and sure.

"What you have that we do not, is your precious humanity."

"Is that all you want?" I inquired with simplicity.

And took a dagger from beneath my skirt, and fell on it willingly.

With horror they shrieked, their game now but a memory.

All the gods fell to their knees.

"Why, child, did you do that?" they whispered silently.

And from the corner of my eye, I saw movement through the trees.

There stood my love, alive and watching me.

 

At Night

He comes to me at night

Singing a whispered lullaby.

Gently he rocks me to sleep

And gives me peaceful dreams

Oh hateful sun stay hidden from me, I want not your scornful rays

The moon better suits me, its cooling touch calming the seas

which will bring my lover back to me

Upon the watchtower I sit, awaiting his ship

The stones feel like feathers to me, a soft down beneath my hips

The cold wind blows his scent to me, one of sandalwood and mint

I hear his song so clearly now, feel the touch of his lips

He is here inside me, caressing my very soul-

Oh hateful sun please stay hidden just a moment more.......................

Ode to History

How will thou remember me when my bones fade to dust?
A woman of intruige
A shadow lurking in the hall
A cunning mind which paved her destiny
The Queen made of Dreams-
In mine eyes what does thou see?
Love and desire
Hatred and Disgust
An anchor for your wayward ship
Knowledge and courage beyond your imagining
When I speak what does thou hear?
Gaurded laughter that rings so true
Truer to those whom it was your pleasure to use.
Misery and lonliness were my songs to you.What do I see when I look to thee?
Ambition and greed
You are vultures all
A flock of geese swimming toward the duck.
A mystery, the greatest disguise
All are hidden when one does not look.
And when history doth writ mine name what name shall I be called?
A Mistress
A Mother
A Wife
A Queen
A Witch
A Corpse
More Infamous than Thee....
Anne Boleyn, second wife to Henry
Giver of life to not a son, but a Queen.

I Have A Need For Darkness

I have a need for darkness

For morose thoughts and dreary dreams

Come to me-

Deep shadows of the night

And feed this emptiness inside

Take from me this quick sprung hope

And quell these pointless desires

I do not need fulfillment to live

I have no need of anything

Blackest of black come to me now

And whisper in my ear

Drown the sounds of others laughter

And muffle my shedding tears

Do not make me wait yet another day

Veil my sight from light

And entomb me in your sorrow

I have a need for darkness

And darkness has at last enveloped me.

Have I?

                                        Photo By: Suzanne Phillips




Have I, in this day,

 become all that I was meant to be?
Or have I, in the days gone by, 

lost myself to something unrelenting?
Will I, in the days to come,

 remember who I truly was?
Can I, some time from now,

 look back and say I tried?
Who  knows, who cares, 

who every really asked?

Am I, Can I, Will I,

never know, never cared.
Pieces of my past flash up into my head,
Figments of color, weather and sound.
Faces and emotions, things I long to forget,
are held close, so close,

 my past is my future net.