Tag Archives: fear

unlivedin -haiku

stumbling through the days

never chasing after dreams

a life unlivedin

~Melanie Thomason

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“We the People” a reblog from 2013…maybe even more applicable now

Rooster-Wake-Up

To force change on things that matter

we need more than idle chatter

to halt our dissatisfaction

It is time NOW to take action

we’ve become complacent sheeple

lets stand up for  “We the People”

thin the flock by a small fraction

It is time NOW to take action

whilst government is out to lunch

we can and should take the first punch

Revolution/ chain reaction

It is time NOW to take action

no more burying heads in sand

rise up, revolt, just take a stand

together we can gain traction

It is time NOW to take action

To force change on things that matter

It is time NOW to take action

~Melanie Thomason

sheeple3

 

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Aberration

as a child she was called an

aberration

she was shunned by all her

blood relations

treated like some sort of

vile mutation

yet that didn’t stop

incestuous molestation

she endured years of abuse

without deviation

¨

child grew to teen yet no help came for

the duration

so she had no real hope left of white knight style

salvation

she became increasingly aware of even strangers

condemnation

she began to exist in a state of

hibernation

a self-imposed

mental stagnation

¨

for her family there was no

vaccination

she even tried to slough them off through

exfoliation

hoping for loofah induced

decontamination

only red raw skin resulted

not purification

¨

while once again suffering under

grotesque gyrations

she came to startling

realization

there was only one way to

ensure cessation

she planned a different sort of

amputation

how many years would she serve for each

castration?

~Melanie Thomason

Reblog from 2013

*disclaimer no one was castrated (whether deserving or not) for the creation of this poem.

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Left Behind

 

Leaving home was the only way  to

Extract herself/ still sane

From an environment

That was Toxic to her soul

Broken promises/ broken heart/ and all but broken bones

Endless cycle of abuse/ like a clothes dryer tumbling /with no kill switch

Hostage to their anger/ drowning /in a sea of their ignorance & spite

Innocence stolen/ self-esteem broken in half/ with a snap

No more/ she has left it all behind/ She is learning to love herself/ She is

Done with them!

~Melanie Thomason

Reblog from 2013

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warden -micropoetry

The prison door is wide open

your fear is the only warden

~Melanie Thomason

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Shameless

Yes…I’m promoting my book.

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Go ahead and blog about it, tweet it and share it on facebook 🙂

You could even read it and write a review if you’re game 😀

 

My second collection of poetry, Moonpies & Naugahyde: A Childhood Survived,  is available on Amazon. Fabulous watercolor paintings by Georgiann Carlson accompany my poems throughout, creating a book I am extremely proud of!

M&N Announcement

 

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WINTERING

Originally posted in 2013. Poem with Audio 🙂

Wordifull

Wintering this body.

I wear my seperateness

like a shield from fantasy

and the fear of cold.

I know by now

one santa claus

who comes with a strange,

black gift for each of us.

I know love is real

but a fugitive from law.

That freedom’s breath is raw

and the world we think round

is shapeless after all.

~ Melanie Blackwell

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catch

 

scattered thoughts,

words

swirl

skeetering by

at the edges of my mind

causing that “tip of the tongue” feeling

but nothing gels…nothing firms up

poetry refusing to be forced

will not be written or spoken

instead

the lines catch  in my throat

aggravating already swollen vocal cords

I fear a broken voice.

~Melanie Thomason

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