Intimidation

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Intimidation called my name
Earthy smooth and cool
And I spun about as an autumn leaf
Feeling minuscule
Then with an air of urgency
I boldly did my best
To clear my throat and warble
A stammering affirmative yes
Which could have been a no
By the way it sounded
Had I seen it coming
And had I been well-rounded
At communicating
With this type of man
Clearly I was not
For he had the upper hand

©Kay Salady

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For the One Who Died Alone

Where are the words of the sinner

Are they chiseled into stone

For the one who died alone

To be remembered

Where upon his dying breath

Did the angels come to rest

Just one more chance to answer

I believe

And could I have done something

To change the many reasons

He left us here behind

To live out all our seasons

What was in his mind

Were there words of explanation

Laden with his tears

Tucked away in secrecy

Hidden through the years

That we may never find

But somehow we should know

Maybe if we did

His desperation to go

Would not have come

Where were the words of sinners

Who saw but never spoke

Who slept while he awoke

To say goodbye

©Kay Salady

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How do You Find a Song

Oh Stevie, it seems I’ve hit the wall

And I feel so terribly small

Where oh where are words

When they matter most of all

How do you find a song

When you can’t seem to sing

And how does one go on

When they don’t mean a thing

To the one who used to bring them roses

I wander through the past

But it’s an empty garden

Where flowers didn’t last

And I was broken-hearted

All for loving him

The future is a game

Of winners and of losers

Where gamblers walk in shame

Existing in a stupor they call life

I search for something new

But everything evades me

Tell me what more can I do

Can I ask if you will trade me

For a song

I want just one more moment to belong

In a garden filled with flowers

Where love has not devoured

My whole soul

©Kay Salady

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Free to Fly

Can you see that Jordan River

And those that you loved so

Waiting by its shores

For the weary who will go

Across to the Land of Canaan

Where the soul will never die

My brother, can you see it

You can see it if you try

Just close your eyes and listen

To the sounds of jubilee

Far off in the distance

They are calling you and me

To a home beyond the river

Where the sun will always shine

And like little birds of blue

We will be so free to fly someday

Free to fly, free to fly

Like a bird, we’re free to fly

To our home beyond the river

To a land beyond the sky

I can hear the angel chorus

And the sounds of jubilee

Way off in the distance

Calling you and me

To come home

©Kay Salady

Image: David Kinneer

Full Flower Moon

Where is my long awaited dove

Why fly away from my true love

I wait for you beneath a moon

That casts her light where flowers bloom

Gone is April, too soon is May

Perhaps in June you’ll come my way

To restore your fragrance to my life

That I would soon forget my strife

I gather my forget-me-nots

And calla lilies for flower pots

And relish the mere thought of you

More glorious than this full moon

©Kay Salady

Blessed Be the Moon

Lord, I pray for the rain

To cool this red hot fire in me

Full moon and clouds a blessing be

To bathe me in tranquility

And ease my troubled mind

I shall leave this world behind

If only for awhile

To dance with her and smile

Beneath her glowing shroud

Until she bids the crowd adieu

©Kay Salady

Barter

A battle hymn should not be sung

For something that should not be done

And so a sailor sailed to sea

To fight for others’ liberties

As the many soldiers hand-in-hand

Approached a hostile foreign land

To pay a price too great to pay

While heads were turned the other way

Placing interest in the soil

Rather than the endless spoils

Of war

©Kay Salady

As You Lay Dreaming

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As you lay dreaming
The sunlight danced upon your skin
I held my breath so tightly in
Within the silence
So afraid that you could wake
To see the look upon my face
As I stood dreaming
As dreamers tend to do
But the dreams I dreamed of you
I’d never tell
For those who know me well
Would find a stranger
Someone standing at your door
Wanting all the more for you to dream
But never wake
For my heart’s sake
That I may dream
And go on dreaming
Then a flutter of your lid
Stopped my poor heart
Oh yes it did
As our eyes met
You looked at me so earnestly
And I was sure that you had seen
A burning fire rise up in me
So I cast my eyes away
And prayed with all dismay
That you had not

©Kay Salady

Way Back When

Cars fly by

Beneath the city sky

Lights flashing life

Into the darkness

And I wish that it would rain

To wash away my pain

And the loneliness I feel

Being without you

Here so high above it all

Yet I’m feeling very small

In my own little world

That I’ve created

I know that I will never do

Quite the same

As when with you

In the life

We had together

Way back when

©Kay Salady

Mother May I

We have no sense of rapport

And I am not so very sure

How things got to be

The way they are with you and me

It doesn’t make much sense

That I should sit here on a fence

On the outside looking in

Of my own window

I also bear your name

And it sure is awfully lame

That I sometimes feel ashamed

To call it my own

And even though I’m grown

It hurts all just the same

That I never will again

Stop feeling lost

Or cast aside by you

And I don’t know what to do

Always finding it so hard

To choose a simple greeting card

Because none seem to fit

The way I feel

Happy Mother’s Day to you

You who haven’t got a clue

How all the things you didn’t do

Caused so much pain

And all the little things you say

Cut like a knife until today

The things you do are things

That mothers shouldn’t do

Please forgive the way I feel

And please accept my pain is real

Try to realize what this is all about

I am sending this to you

Because I need to know if you

Can help the child in me

Who’s trying to reach out

©Kay Salady