True Grit (#lyrics #poem #50/90)

Watching the remake of “True Grit”
For the first time after I met him
I thought of my father known as John Wayne
Named after his hero, he lived up to it

I sat next to him in English class
He told me he saw me with a man like that
Years later I see what he saw that in me
I knew who I was when I put down my mask

True Grit not taken lightly
Reputation, integrity at stake
Trustworthy and strong, reliability
Doing all things for God’s sake

I write my songs so differently
Listening to the beat of a different drum
Wandering back to where I come from
On the road of discovering my identity

True Grit not taken lightly
Reputation, integrity at stake
Trustworthy and strong, reliability
Doing all things for God’s sake

Remembering when true grit was part of life
Our heros loved Real Women
Not lingerie models once hidden
But respect and honor and prayers at night

True Grit not taken lightly
Reputation, integrity at stake
Trustworthy and strong, reliability
Doing all things for God’s sake

Highway Noise (#lyrics #poem #50/90)

The rhythm of the highway noise
At six o’clock in the morning
Playing like a drum beat
The troopers are storming
down the road, chasing dreams
before the day releases heat
I begin my day, my choice
Banging on my toys

In a world of men statistically
I don’t let that fact stop me
Never thought I couldn’t do anything
Just because I am a woman
Move over boys
It’s all just highway noise

The rhymes come to me before my coffee
Timbaland’s tips on making beats
Inspire me to follow my heart
Destiny I must not cheat
My father told me from the start
Reading my writing from afar
His words meant so much to me
Now he’s gone how can it be

In a world of men statistically
I don’t let that fact stop me
Never thought I couldn’t do anything
Just because I am a woman
Move over boys
It’s all just highway noise

Driving cars on a highway fast
Expecting men it seems
Babies and all their accessories
Women discuss by the kitchen sink
Sitting on the front porch I dared to be me
Listening to men talk about beer that’s free
If I couldn’t be free I’d never last
And highway noise is just more sass

In a world of men statistically
I don’t let that fact stop me
Never thought I couldn’t do anything
Just because I am a woman
Move over boys
It’s all just highway noise

Fool for A While (#lyrics #poem #50/90)

You told me lies
about loving me
You were just in love with yourself
You came by
almost every day
Wooing me to take me off the shelf

I was a fool
for a while
Only cuz I wanted to be
I no longer
have that need inside
It’s time to stand up to you
Time to stand up for me

Don’t know why
I fell for you
On the rebound, feeling desperately
He was the one
I really loved
So you swooped in so sneakily

I was a fool
for a while
Only cuz I wanted to be
I no longer
have that need inside
It’s time to stand up to you
Time to stand up for me

Must have been weak
Must have been crazy
Too darn proud
A bit of lazy

I was a fool
for a while
Only cuz I wanted to be
I no longer
have that need inside
It’s time to stand up to you
Time to stand up for me

I was a fool
for a while
Only cuz I wanted to be
I no longer
have that need inside
It’s time to stand up to you
Time to stand up for me

 

Dig in and Hold On (#lyrics #poem #50/90)

Fifty Ninety (50 songs in 90 days) is starting in a couple of days so it’s time to start writing poems in more of a song form for potential songs.

I’ve been quiet for too long
Sitting at the library reading those books
Writing in my diary dodging those looks
Gotta show ‘em who I am
Show ‘em what I’ve got
Not gotta lie down, I’m way too strong

Stomp, stomp, scream and shout
Let your inner diva out

Dig in and hold on
It’s time to make some noise
Stuck in my head for way too long
Pedal to the medal, come on, girls, let’s race some boys

I dug out old photographs of my old boyfriends
The ones he “made” me throw away
Instead I hid them along with my dignity
Jonesing for a second chance
now he’s down and out
Begging for some money I could lend no doubt

Stomp, stomp, scream and shout
Let your inner diva out

Dig in and hold on
It’s time to make some noise
Stuck in my head for way too long
Pedal to the medal, come on, girls, let’s race some boys

Not gonna feel guilty
He had more than a second chance
Running through women, drugs, and money
Laughing like the truth was so funny

Stomp, stomp, scream and shout
Let your inner diva out

Dig in and hold on
It’s time to make some noise
Stuck in my head for way too long
Pedal to the medal, come on, girls, let’s race some boys

Stomp, stomp, scream and shout
Let your inner diva out

Dig in and hold on
It’s time to make some noise
Stuck in my head for way too long
Pedal to the medal, come on, girls, let’s race some boys

More Than Just a Dream (#poem)

Many arts call me but which should I follow
To give myself completely and deeply to
One thing I know for sure are the things I would rather not do
That others may love but leave me feeling hollow

Shopping centers and strip malls
Hairstyles, make-up, YouTube videos
Writer tales of outlining leave me cold
Stuck in their head, no feelings below

Music pulls me through the tough times
Heartbreak and breakups
Feelings of not being good enough
Beating like a heart, in time with the rhymes

Writing opens the valve letting out the steam
Music digs up the deep joy that I feel
Saying it, writing it makes it too real
Too alive and dangerous and more than just a dream

Notes of Yesterday (#poem)

Measuring the drapes is keeping me awake
Like the drums beating loudly on the Amazing Race
Lying here in bed thinking about what was said
Reba in Master Class and her story of being led

Greeting each new day with prayers of thy will be done
Choosing to work with people who are creative, true, and fun
How careers are about work ethics and not the greatest talent
We all have a purpose and reasons why we were sent

Poems no matter how simple are the history of feelings
Documenting human beings and not so much about things
Taking notes of the day before is more meaningful than Twitter
Don’t let social media rob you or become your baby sitter

 

The Father’s Blessing (#poem)

So easy to deny in a world full of pride
That need deep inside
Surrounded by those with an agenda I suppose
Embracing the eternal lie

Evil is clever putting on the glitz and black leather
Serving up the kool-aid
No father, no problem, any man will do
Trading sex in a false love’s chase

Lost souls are hurting, their wounds are piercing, accusing others of hating in their tirade
Kill the messenger they say and nothing has changed
Subvert the true plan by subverting true nature leaving behind ashes from the flames

When you look closer you can’t miss the answer
Seeking men for pleasure is not your desire
When the father’s blessing is missing, the heart is listening to the fire
Instead of the water that quenches the thirst, surrendering to the true cure

A Yellow Haze (#poem)

A yellow haze seeps across my brain
Like the L.A. smog bringing tears to my eyes in an afternoon classroom
Thoughts are frozen but only on the outside
Inside there’s a riot, prisoners banging on walls to escape

Why didn’t I know life was about tension and release?
Why was life’s meaning so hidden from me?
Was it to protect or a form of neglect?
Too late now to consider what I believe

Answers are coming but as slow as honey
Each is stretching my abilities so humble
Like a rubber band, pliable in small doses
Stretch too far and it will snap and crumble

Reflections (#poem)

Times of transition
Are cause for reflection
As we walk this journey of life
Passing through stages
At different ages
Remembering the joy and delights

That moment I met you
Surprised me with a love so true
Nothing better than talking for days
The Mustang brochure
Impressed me for sure
Speeding down California highways

Disney World and all of the scheming
This Old House started us dreaming
Of a home of our own and kitties to share
Our longings came true
Warm fires without a flue
Ignited sparks that took us everywhere

We lived near the mouse
In a Minnie Mouse house
On a pond and woods in the back
But soon we were homesick
Strangers in the tropics
Three kitties in the car heading west on the fast track

The Florida dream over
No looking over shoulders
Bright lights and the desert called us to Vegas
Two years became the ten year plan
Trips to the beach and Disneyland
A whisper from the past became a prayer to trust

In a time of transition
I begin my reflection
No more building houses from the ground
Going home has more meaning
A house is just a building
And home is where true love is found

Silently in the Night (#poem)

The answer comes silently in the night
The eternal waiting appears to be over
Only to reveal underlying issues that hover
Digging deeper chasing bones that take flight

Problems now gone were just the cover
Relief brings losses hidden in darkness
The heart surrenders to feelings of cowardice
Leaving behind yesterday’s lover

Where is the victory when signing the papers
Handing over a piece of your heart
No touching the promise of the future’s new start
Trusting the purpose and plan of the Savior

Shrinking two sizes means more than new clothes
New shoes and rings on your hands
New life must shutter old habits and plans
Embracing the space of galaxies unknown

Girls In Black Cars (#poem)

Girls in black cars
Long and lean
Driving down the highway
Built for speed
After so much waiting I can finally say
“It’s happening!”

Poems writing themselves
When you could not sleep
Did it bring you comfort
Did it offer relief
Did you know we were so alike
Striving to achieve

Young pretty grandma
Smiling hazel eyes
Five boys to raise
And then one surprise
Baby girl rocking gently in your arms
Hidden away a lifetime of disguise

Growing up quickly
Racing down the highway near and far
Playing music loudly
Learning how to pray in a bar
Challenging boys to the quarter mile
Picture tells the story of women in black cars

They Say They Want a Better World (#poem)

They say they want a better world
Yet having kids with different mothers and fathers
Wounding the children without real love and discipline
Taking meaningless selfies to post on Instagram
Asking “how are you?” they could not be bothered

They say they want a better world
Using the *F* word as if it is cool
Running from God out of sheer rebellion
Thinking they know better than those who came before them
Reinventing the world with their own silly rules

They say they want a better world
While enabling others to harm themselves
Legalizing hurts in the name of freedom
Values on “Father Knows Best” are now shunned
When the worst one could say was “damn” or “hells bells”

They say they want a better world
Filling their life with false gods and their stooges
Paying the price of greedy addictions
Turning away from moral convictions
Yet there’s hope I do believe
Old-fashioned values can still be seen
In “Incredibles 2” if one so chooses

How Far We Have Come (#poem)

Sometimes we forget how far we have come
In the darkness of what is lost
In the morning light the truth shines bright
On simpler times and battles won

Sitting on the couch holding hands in our mind
In the freshness of new love
Nothing better than this, Ginger purrs with a kiss
Leaving the past far behind

Blessings abound so starts our new life
Our enthusiasm strikes a match
Skipper, Lovey, Buddy make three, hearts full and free
Their leaving cuts like a knife

Memories of houses and adventures galore
Photos make it real
A year ago last April, in-between time is painful
We’ve been here before

We may not see where the road leads
But promises have always come true
Something better ahead and so we are led
How far we have come, down on our knees

 

 

Road of Broken Dreams (#poem)

On the road of broken dreams I see clearly now
The longings hidden below the surface show themselves somehow
Blond hair, blue eyes and Bomber jacket
Were signs of a lost love I could not fathom

Marilyn Monroe and Joe DiMaggio honeymooning in Japan
A baby born to a teenaged mom would come to understand
How similar the path would be when torn from a father
Searching for love from men and places and happily ever after

A restless heart and wounds from the start
A life of unrest, then happiness in the Father’s arms
To fill that hole with a love so true and real
On the road of broken dreams, so thankful for everything that brought you here you kneel

The Day Breaks (#poem)

The day breaks as streaks of blue and pink paint the morning sky
Like an expectant mother’s baby shower with gifts wrapped with confetti-like ribbons
Sunday was magical worshipping with the Faithful as the old man’s smile lit up his eyes
Rumblings of home ground me, surprising me with longings once hidden

Future questions remain unanswered but the bread crumbs line the path
Today we honor those who came before us giving their lives fighting in wars
By connecting with one another face-to-face just like we did in the past
The wise study history and the lessons learned are not ignored

Not worshipping Star Wars, outlying gods and other creatures
Knowing science is a gift to use for our benefit
Losing all sense of the Holy bowing to the gifts and not the Giver as if they were the main feature
Like getting high on ego, pride, and other lies, our dignity takes the hit

This simple poem started out by the breaking of dawn
Morning thoughts rushing forth clearing the mind for the day ahead
Is the introvert’s way of giving of self as she rambles on
Hoping to make a bit of difference lying in her bed

Adventure on the High Seas (#poem)

Working on my third novel set aboard a cruise ship, and after tuning into last night’s CruiseTipsTV Live last night, I decided to write a poem about the call of the adventure on the high seas.

Dreaming of cruising on a luxury ship
Running for miles to reduce the hips
Preparing for months with low fat calories
Longing for adventure on the high seas

Shopping for swimsuits, bags, and nice dresses
Romantic strolls on decks, kisses and caresses
Tips, tricks, and vlogging the trip
Reading a novel about a girl who strips

Cocktails, Coppertone, and boys in cabanas
Lovers and places once forbidden like Havana
Snorkeling, parasailing, and boats like bananas
Lift me from despair to cries of Hosanna

Once Upon a Time I Had a Dad (#poem)

Gazing at the USS Midway
Knowing that once upon a time I had a dad
Photos of Navy whites he was clad
Shipped to foreign ports so very far away

Tears of loss hit me now
Of all I miss as I get older
Anger in me grows and smolders
Forgiveness is something I must learn to master somehow

She promised to wait with a bun in the oven
She met a man, some thought he was Elvis
He strummed the guitar – he was her fairy tale bliss
She wrote a letter to keep sailor boy out and her new love in

Dear John, the letter began with a lie
Our marriage wasn’t legal, you’ll have to believe me
What choice did he have, 6,000 miles across the sea
When another man stole his unborn baby and his young wife?

The secret life she lived so sad
Affected so many after running away
Choices are accounted for in spite of the delay
Gone ten months now but it’s no lie
Once upon a time I had a dad

One Real Dad (#poem)

On this earth I have many dads
These dads are blessings, or can be
Disney dad, Princess dad, Byzantine dad to name three
Once I was blind but now I can see
Life taught me something I did not have
There will only ever be one real dad

Mary and Joseph lost their dear son
They searched everywhere with hearts filled with fear
After three days he suddenly appeared
“Why did you make your father and I worry” her eyes spilled her tears
“Did you not know I would be in my father’s house?” he said when so young
Even Jesus had only one real dad when all is said and done

Children misled in so many ways
Proclaiming “any man will do” is what molds them
Identities are being stolen
Hearts are being broken
“It’s better for the kids” they say
When lies suit them better by night and by day

Lie to Me Tonight (#poem)

Lie to me tonight
Tell me everything is gonna be alright
Make it convincing
I need the power of your love’s might

Lie to me tonight
Keep me grounded before my fears take flight
Make me feel safe
I need you to hold me tight

Lie to me tonight
Keep my worries of tomorrow hovering just before daylight
Make them sorry
I need you to put up a fight

Lie to me tonight
Let me drift into dreamland’s delights
Make the truth wait
I need you closer after midnight

Lie to me tonight
Let me believe I control my plight
Make me all better and confess
I need God and only God can say, “everything is gonna be alright.”