Friday, September 6, 2013

Sometimes Sad & Sometimes Bad

Sometimes bad things happen in our lives.
That do make us sad. 

A bad rap or a bum rap - 
or a Bad day to be had-
Do not Scold or fold into the ground or into a frown.

Faster your seat belt and pick up your feet.
Don't let the devouring dragons or 
crippling circumstance defeat or beat you down.

Lessons learned never truly defeat.

Be glad to be you-
lessons & lemons & treasures & gold.

Make lemonade and venture on to glad
adventures to be told & behold.

Suzie

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Thinking positive/Life is a Gift

Bringing to mind your treasures,
gifts and accomplishments
can help your remember that 
great things have happened in the past
and are very likely to 
occur again in the near future. 
SO ALWAYS THINK POSITIVE and HAVE HOPE.










Life is a gift and a treasure
Live it don't fear it.

Don't resist Dreaming
Keep reaching for the stars

Footsteps
and  journeys insists and persists 
will take you to charms and sparks
that will explore and behold your heart.

Dream it.
Live it.
Be part of it.
Love it.

Twists treking forward
Mists of miracles
mint and mirror your existence.
Suzie

Get it from yourself

Not me get it from yourself.
Or Not I or humble pie will get it for you.
Not even the universe will comply.

The King decreed.
This is not a cup of tea.

Can we agree to take it out to sea?
Or foresee or forsake any lizards and laziness undersea.
Forget it or let it be. 
So get along or regret it.
He’s been gloomy and unruly and quite the dusky dummy.
He can not to be brought or be fancy free or have a yellow yacht.

Mr. Please yells and swears downstairs at himself.
He misleads and misreads maps and mats left about.
Wacky weeds and gaps exceed the garden habitats.
Uncharted territory & marvels left to dust becoming murky.

He is a messy man indeed.
That throws applesauce and apricots into the sea
That guarantees that bumble bees and manatees
will jamboree above the coast.


Simple servant sat sadly composed on the pesky post. 
Nimble fellow is thee that are trapped with his hat turned under
Engrossed and for the uppermost thoughts 
on the cobwebs crawling on the tote.
-Never one to boast or have a toast. 

The king suddenly invoked, poked and spoke.
I told you once.
I told you twice.
Get it for yourself.

Suzie

Love Makes


Love makes the world go around. Can you really frown when it is around.
Beauty is found. Wonderment astounds. Everything is found with love





Friday, August 2, 2013

Love Is True

Love is True & real.
Love is hot 
when you are not afraid to be you.

Be not off parading as someone else.
Star in your own dreams & 
not in a Macy's or hazy day Parade.


Love is real and true
when you are not wheeling and dealing 
with sarcastic silly toads.
Be bold and behold 
Wait and see what love unfolds.

Walking thru the twilight
where turtledoves and werewolves 
glittering gloves glow 
waiting to be caught.
Love will not find you.

Mobs and plots of movies 
are designed to blind you.
Real Love aligns in your heart
Not masterminded on lore, adore and 
gory projecting screens.

But Love is here.
It has to find you.
If you chase it like a mouse
In lieu it disappears 
it erases and paces thereabout.

You Stop
You Listen
and you will hear it.

Wait and watch and prayer for it.
Then it will appear.
Suzie

Friday, July 19, 2013

So Blind

Love is so blind- so much of the time.
Those who are near and dear
I could not hear
or give the light of day
or the chance to play.

Running way off field
Where they were never near
But they were still dear.

Somewhat secrets safely buried kept appearing in my soul. 
For a many times- I was just too blind
I was confined and couldn’t find or see what was to be.

Till I opened up my heart & unlocked the key
To decree and to see
they were right there

before my eyes intertwined the whole time.

Love Not For Granted

Love:
Love cannot be taken for granted 
or it will not grow.

If neglected it will not be reflected.
Suzie

Hot Potato

Hot Potato

Very Cute little chubby man

Blue eyes, bald and toothy
Seeks- his kindred spud.
Smile, Independent free spirited to share
Romance, passion and intimacy,

Loves gardening but
will not eat potatoes

Kind hearted fun-loving many interests.
Great sense of humor,
Is a wonderful listener- have a lot of ears.

Loves fine 
dining, comedy clubs and toy stores.



(Poem was a Silly project for Marketing class- we had to write an AD.)

Bore NeverMore

Be Bored Never More
The Day is boring when I rather it be soaring or
adoring.

What can I do- to make or excite thee day so
boredome bites the dust.

Which is a must.

I dare to dream
I dare to scream
I dare to gleam
I dare to esteem- IT IS NOT.

Be it thee choice to ignore thee bore
Let him lore and implore someone else.
Forgotten bore- he visits me Nevermore.



Thursday, July 18, 2013

Worlds Of Words: Out of the Mouth Into the World: Breaker of Man

Worlds Of Words: Out of the Mouth Into the World: Breaker of Man: Breaker of Man Jealously: Jealously Runs Rampant Through Mankind,                Many A Hearts Are Hurting Jealously Causes Lovers To...

Breaker of Man

Breaker of Man

Jealously:

Jealously Runs Rampant Through Mankind,
               Many A Hearts Are Hurting

Jealously Causes Lovers To Turn Astray,
               Many A Hearts Are Broken.

               Not Believin In Ones Devotion
               Many A Hearts Are Burning.

               Suspicious Minds Watchful
               Many A Hearts Are Crying.

                 (Written in Spring of  1983)

To A Special Friend

To A Special Friend

You have been a friend
when sadness surrounded my heart.
You were there to ease the pain
And to give me hope.

You have been a friend
When confusion confronted me.
You were there to clean my thoughts
And to bring me back to reality.

You have been a friend
When anger aggravated me.
You were there to sooth my mind
and grant me forgiveness.

You have been a friend
When happiness held on to me
You were present to share
My joy and spread it to the world.

(Was written in May of 1985)

Dear to My Heart

Dear to my heart

Please don't tample upon me

Build me up instead.

Lead me on to the future.

Be it may start or be it might part.

Delight and Take Heart

Should we have a pillow fight-?
be it may or be it delight.

Or should we light a candle tonight.
Feathers flying and pleasures trying.

Candlelight's softly speaking quickly
becomes quite a sight,
to our delight.

It tis great to chat and tat
and bat our eyes ever cavalierly.

To be or not to be with you
tonight my silly dear,
The right choice is truly before your eyes and
lies knowingly in your heart.

Never fear
love is clear and forever near
reappearing and nearing
around our humming hearts-
simply and rightly besides you
tonight my dear.

Be bold and take hold.
Take heart but do not break apart.
Invite and exite  into
a never-ending smitten journey
alright and all night.

Thursday, July 11, 2013

All I have to do is dream

All I need to do is dream

I just woke up from a dream or so it seemed.
It felt and seemed so real. Almost had to shake myself to make sure it wasn’t real.


I was on an outdoor adventure with my Sister and had met a man. We were out and about hiking around in nature. Not even sure where. This man was very cute and yet was like a playful tiger. That I was teasing really badly. It felt very safe to just tease him 

But I kept saying Nah I don't really like him when in fact I did.

I felt scared and wanted to run away & deny how I felt about him. I started to run away from the truth and my feeling when I fell to the ground and fell on my knees. Then Suddenly I ran right into one of his best friends a Native American. He then trapped me in a corner and looked me straight in the eye. He very directly asked me “What was up. What is going on?” He won't let me go until I told him( How I really felt about his friend). . I so wanted to just deny, or hide it or ran away from it. But I had to say it & shout it. Yes I like him- very much. Then my dream ended.

Can our dreams set us free?

Or tell a tale of a future fun adventure
Or foresee what our destiny is yet to be.

Is this dream just a breeze or in fact a glimpse into the or my future in some way.

But what does it all really mean? So -I looked up in a dream dictionary to see. 

To find yourself teasing any person while dreaming denotes that you will be loved and sought after because of your cheerful and amiable manners. Your business will be eventually successful.

To see a Native American in your dream represents the instinctual and untamed aspect of your character. You desire more freedom from cultural and society restraints. 

Is this dream just a breeze or in fact a glimpse into the or my future in some way.
I guess only Time will tell.

Fear

Fear
It doesn't bring good cheer 
whenever it appears.

Fear
Oh No My dear 
Peer ahead for me.

Clearly will life ever adore me?
Feeling stuck- in cyberspace
in empty room 
in empty haze

Not sure where to go.


Fear when it is near
wish it would disappear.

Everything seems unclear
It is stuck in the atmosphere?
It is stuck in yesteryear? 

Fear is so severe
Frozen like veneer 
You are here but 
I want boo
I want woo
I want outgrew to disappear.

I feel smothered like 
a heavy handed chandlier
Need to break free
Need to shake free
and face thee fear.
and domineer over it.

Stuck in fear
Stuck in second gear
Can't go beyond to leaps and bounds
if you are near.

Let me be free.
Set me free.
Forget me fear.
No begets here.
No regrets here.
Let it flee or forever be.


Leave your fearful face in bare spaces
or any place but here.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

May Your Day..

May your day not be like gum stuck on side walk 
but be struck with sweet hearts and luck.

Goodbye to Negativity

Negativity doesn't just kill-
It can bury you alive.
Let it Die.
Put a lid on it and say goodbye.

Suzie

Tidbits and thoughts

Energy rebounds
and goes all around

Sounds and songs of love
abounds and astounds for miles.

Shock the world with your smile.
Better than hunting crocodiles.

Become the new worthwhile style for awhile.

Suzie

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

King of Pop Light

King Of Pop Light

He reached for the sky

Our guy, Michael shoot up into the air
No it isn't fair.

He can never truly die.

I Don't want to cry goodbye
I don't want to say goodbye.

Heart beats faster-
Cycles of life
Circles of love.Lullaby and super stars-
become like shooting stars
never far away.

He's on standby
to mystify and electricfy

Sways and moonrocks away by day and by night.

My knight is he
His light is warmer than candlelight
and brighter than gigabytes

Moonwalking in the Twilight
Moonwalking on the sun.
Moonwalking on the skylights.

What can we say?
Can we say it?
Can we feel it?

My heart is at bay
What else can I say.
I love you & Hug you more.

Thoughts of Michael 4 years later.

Breaking News
MoonWalker is gone.
The day had just begun.
But Darkness arrived.
The sun went out and quit shining
All lights faded from bright to black.

Moonbeams quickly rose above
brightly shining and nightly valentines entwined.

Moonwalking is never going to be the same.
Never Want to say Goodbye.

Sweet footsteps slowly fade forever
into the ground never to be found.They hounded you
They pounded you and
unfounded stories about you

But you astounded me- though it all.

Smiling face and laughter 
lifting up in the air
outwitting the critics
and the gutless goons.

Fans, friends and family
will forever miss you.
Will forever love you.
Never be the same without you.

Michael your love and laughter
both amused us and confused us and 
captured our hearts.

My emotions cry
I never wanted your to die.

He danced in his shoes
An incredible thriller I knew.He'd moonwalked and talked
about love and making a change
and Never Ashamed to Scream they
Don't Care about us.
You couldn't take it.
We can't take it.


I don't want to let go.
I don't want to let go.
I never want to say goodbye
His footsteps are imprinted
Forever in my heart.

Maybe I am naive-
But I can't Believe
You really are gone.

Please don't go
Please don't leave me this way.
I can't obey or fathom-
a world without you in it
anyway you spin it.

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Thoughts on the Full Moon In June

It Flitters.
It Floats-
causes jitters in my heart -
never to part.

It dances across and
Dances up in the sky.

Settles in on a spot.
It shivers it's shine
It spins each time.

It outshines all outcries in the summertime.


It glitters.
it devotes
It dances.
It takes its chancesMoonbeams,
Beauties and rubies- reflect
down to the ground

It spins
It wins
It dances up
It dances down

Never to frown
Instead it hounds and renowns teases
and clowns all about and all around town.

It bounces
It pounces

It's moonbeams delight

It invites.
It flights.
Its Not trite

It's taillights and typewriters
Invites into a piece of my heart and
Satellites into my soul.

The Moon in June that Blooms.

Suzie thoughts on a Full Moon.

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Random Thoughts Around Midnight

Everyday replay the sun & the fun. But throw away & getaway from the bad day. Hooray and pray & holiday for today.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

The Beginning

Poems, words, thoughts and echoes

Where will it take me?

Opens out of this world.

To Moments of playful thoughts and walks and talks.

Smiley faces, heart broken faces, Silent faces to ever changing faces.

To Notions and oceans to Ever After lands of adventures.

Thereafter and hereafter came the laughter.

Ready set write. Right -let my pen write up and delight.