Poetry Series
Patricia Williams
- poems -
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Patricia Williams (02/19/1953)
Live with my husband in Idaho, Have been writing since I was 12. Have
lately been writing poems, short stories, a short children's book and song
lyrics
Have worked for the Health Department for 17 years and turn to writing
when the pressures of life come threatening my view of life.
Poetry I think is the soul speaking to the world Through our words we
release our pain, our love, our joy and our life
3
A Book
You carry me to the lands and times
I have never been before
Magically you can carry me through
many an open door
With you I can experience love,
hate, adventure, and terror
You open my eyes to a realm
I never knew was there
I can lose myself from the real
world of many woes
and through your knowledge
or your imagination
I can grow
I doesn't take much work
to gain your rewards
Just open a book
and let your mind fly upwards
Patricia Williams
4
Afraid to Mingle
Afraid to mingle
Just newly single
Afraid to try
Don't want to cry
Cute guy at the bar
Don't go too far
I could say hi
Just give it a try
A few drinks in
Take it on the chin
Put myself out there
Don't act so scared
Hey he's pretty nice
His mouth trembled twice
Maybe he's scared too
What do I do?
She spoke to me
I hope she can't see
I'm new at this scene
Is this a good dream?
Afraid to mingle
Just newly single
Afraid to try
don't want to cry
Patricia Williams
5
Age Happens
Age caught up with me
My yard mowing is slower
My steps are not getting faster
The raw bone features have faded
Replaced by padding and sagging
I need to skip the food I love
Eat more vegetabbles everyday
Walk, Walk, and not ride
Keep on going to try to stay me
I've noticed bitterness creeping near
I pray the Lord to help me
I don't mean to be a bitch
I just want someone to say
'What can I do with you today? '
Patricia Williams
6
Character
Come after my character amd see what you can find
The crooks and curves of your investigation are in my mind
I have not been a mean person or defaulted on my promises
I do what I say and I work through my gains and my losses
We look at ourselves through rose-colored constricted glasses
But inspect our fellow man with judgemental microscopic passes
I've never been rich or lived in a fancy house or put on airs
I have worked all my life just climbing the workingman's stairs
I have never scraped and bowed just to get my status ahead
I have worked my hours, paid my bills and been in the red
So come after me with your judgements and your accusations
A worker cannot stop prejudice against age or discriminations
When I look in the mirror I see my own true reflection
The age and the passage of time is staring back at my reaction
I move slower and work harder to come up to my own expectation
And realize that sometimes I am the oldest of all my relations
But I still do my best at my job, even when you think I'm a dinosaur
And when I'm gone I wonder if you'll critcize me anymore
Patricia Williams
7
Economy
Beautiful clothes, soft warm coats and nice shoes
Sometimes these are not things we can choose
Thrift shops, slightly worn and pre-owned clothes
Can keep you warm but some turn up their nose
If robbing Peter to pay Paul is becoming your norm
And you put on two sweaters just to stay warm
Then you have joined the numbers being observed
With all of the others who wait on the curb
For the bus that may not be coming on time
To a possible job or a better life down the line
We need to turn corners where we actually care
About our neighbors welfare and doing our share
When you are figuring your bills and you are short
Think of those who can't pay anything for support
Who may stand at the doorway of the Gospel Mission
Thinking of a past life and for a home be wishing
America will turn the corner from this down turn
For a past life many may still go on and yearn
Some may never recover and sink into depression
While economist say we are coming up from this recession
We have lost home, jobs, and our sense of security
And replaced our way of life with one of constant worry
If we could learn a lesson that sometimes less in more
And settle for more realistic dreams than we had before
Patricia Williams
8
It's Christmas Time
Snowflakes glide gently down and begin to pile on the sidewalk
Children look through store windows and begin to rapidly talk
The strains of oldtime Christmas Carols are playing in the street
While moms are baking cookies and other things that are sweet
It must be almost time for the sound of sleigh bells ringing
While at church choirs are practicing their very best singing
Bell ringers are guarding their red pots and thanking givers
While the wind and the snow is sending many with shivers
The lines to see Santa reach a long way through the store
While dad is checking his list and heading out the door
TV specials are the ones that we have seen and loved for years
Charlie Brown, Rudolph and George Bailey can still bring tears
Chistmas is a family time and we miss those not at home
Those away and can't get back wish they had never roamed
We remember our servicement with care packages and love
An pray they they sell be safe and protected by God up above
Snowflakes keep falling and start to take on a scene familiar
While the people stop and listen to the Christmas Carolers
So give your family members an extra hug this year
And show your family some extra special Chistmas cheer.
The days of the Christmas holiday pass quickly by
And you need to form good memories or at least try
Don't take this time for granted or family members
Some may not see many more Decembers
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Patricia Williams
9
Monsters
A girl cries softly in the night as dark creeps in the room
The monster follows the darkness and adds to the gloom
The tin soldiers draw up their swords in defense of the child
The teddy bears and baby dolls grab pocket cars and go wild
As battle lines are drawn the child dives under the covers
The monster backs away the child is protected by those who love her
A young woman cries softly in the night as dark creeps in the room
The man follows the darkness and adds to the threatening gloom
The soldiers, teddy bears and baby dolls are put away
There is no one to defend this girl from harm by night or day
The battle lines are drawn and the girl must brave the fight
She must give in or back the monster out of her life in the night
A baby cries softly in the night as dark creeps in the room
The monster follows the darkness and adds to the gloom
But the mother is waiting with love and determination in her hand
The monster will flee this night and be buried by the sandman
The baby will never know the night terrors faced by his mother
She will not let the cycle play out or be perpetrated by another
An old woman cries softly in the night as darkness creeps in the room
The monster follows the darkness and adds to the gloom
The monster is robed in darkness and a long black gown
The old woman welcomes hims to her bed and takes him down
In the morning the monster leads her over an unknown threshold
This time the monster wins and death takes another toll
Patricia Williams
10
Music's Servant or Master?
Let the room disappear and sink into the mirror
The image is reversed and you need not fear
Life gets complicated and sometimes reversed
No matter how much you dared and rehearsed
You put your dreams out there and step on a stage
You will face appreciation or sometimes rage
You are judged with every note every inflection
Sometimes with approval and sometimes rejection
You are just introverted enough to look within
Judging yourself harsher than any man can
Is your voice crystal clear or clouded slightly?
Do you attack the song or sneak up lightly?
Know the songs emotions reveal the soul
Did down deep, let ripping it out be your goal
Love what you do, consider it a precious gift
Know that it can give mankind a hearty lift
If you become a person who is appreciated
For the voice and the music you are fated
The words and the notes make up a song
Your interpretation can be right or wrong
You may never have a recording contract
But if you can get a crowd to always react
You are famous while the song is in the air
Whether famous or local you make people care
Let the room disappear sink into the mirror
The image is reversed you need not fear
Words and notes compose your lifetime
You can write or use someone else's rhyme
For one that sings is a servant to the music
But the music is your instrument your task
You are famous while the song is in the air
Whether famous or local you make people care
Patricia Williams
11
Quiet
How quiet a house can be when you are alone
Rain drops sounds like it is hitting with stone
The wind tears though the walls to your soul
And you roam the bed as if you were in a fish bowl
I miss your snores and roaming in the night
I miss your body against me holding me tight
I go to bed early to escape the big nothingness
But I find it waiting between the sheets of emptiness
The television greets me as I walk through the door
I leave it on to chase the ghosts that hide underneath the floor
They whisper when I'm gone to the drapes and the walls
They say how life and time in this house only crawls
I look in the fridge, nothing appeals to my senses
So I stare at the grass you planted growing by the fences
I curl up on the couch and try to lose myself in a book
But my mind wanders back to your departing look
Your home is a barracks in a faraway land
Filled with soldiers, hard work and oceans of sand
The wind tears through your world like and ocean
But is lost in the motion of violence and emotion
Each day that you are gone I mark off the calendar
And dream of our reunion with kisses warm and tender
But my house stays quiet and time crawls into darkness
While misery and sepeartion accentuates the sharpness
Patricia Williams
12
Scream
I could just scream, it may help you never can tell
They won't listen anyway so maybe I'll just yell
My age has increased my value has leassened
My money is short and my bills are worsened
I'm better off than a lot of my fellow comapanions
Hard work, and loyalty used to make you champions
Work is not valued just oiling the social personalities
People have been shoved aside in the mirror of realities
Corporate greed has been pushed into the forefront
And no one is surprised by the corruption or the content
The value of loyalty has be replaced by corruption
The norm has become accepting addicitons, seductions
I could just scream, it may help you never can tell
They won't listen anyway so maybe I'll just yell
I have went over of edge of sanity and reason
I think any more that condition comes with the season
Recession, depression, bailout and foreclosure
Bad news is on the rise from the operexposure
Patricia Williams
13
Silently you Protest
Scream silently, talk without a voice
Don't go throughout life without a choice
We make our own destinies
We have choices but no foresight
A choice we make can ruin your life
Scream silently, talk without a voice
Don't go throughout life without a choice
Try not to harm your fellow man
Try not to be harmed by your fellow man
Let your choices reflect your inner voices
Scream silently, talk without a voice
Don't go through life without a choice
Policies will change, friends will rearrange
Each day you encounter more and more choices
Each day you hear more and more voices
Scream silently, talk without a voice
Don't go through life without a choice
There will always be someone in authority
Thier will always be someone to tell you no
Scream Silently; talk back with out a voice
Scream silently, talk without your voice
Determine you life by our choice
The authorities will judge if you succeed
Only you can establish your need
Scream silently; talk back with out a voice
Patricia Williams
14
Society's Child
She was born without a chance
By a mother young enough to be her sister
Into a society where she wasn't wanted or needed
A file in a caseworker's desk
Lost among the mountain of welfare's children
She is not a child of famine's land
She doesn't speak with an unfamiliar tongue
She is one of America's statsiscal poor
The rich don't recognize her existence
The middle class turn their heads away
and the poor stand by in helplessness
What will happen to this child?
She will wear hand me downs, eat handouts
and wonder why she has no stake in life
She exists in a no win situation
America recognize this child
She is not just a statistic
She is an overwhelming reality
Don't shut your eyes to the children
They are our future and if they have no future
What is ours
Patricia Williams
15
The Orange Rose
A yellow rose struggles to breathe
Among high weeds and dry earth
A broken board bangs against the house
Dirt and debris lays on a broken tile
The house shudders, remembers its old worth
It's hard to remember the friendly smile
The children's laughter, the family love
This was the cherished dream, the ideal
Home Sweet Home shone from above
Roses bloomed in a manicured garden
New again time becomes a wheel
In the yard a new rose blooms
Orange and violent consuming the weeds
It spreads to the house like a clinging vine
Leaving black leaves in its wake
Seeing its destruction as a new seed
Patricia Williams
16
The State of My State
The bosses call it a more efficient company standard
But their layoffs will not pay my efficient credit card
Working for 20 years doesn't count for a thing
When you are being replaced by a cold metal machine
Wall Street says that the current recession is over
Tell that to the homeless child using a newpaper cover
Each day workers wait for the axe to fall and destroy
Their lives, their normal situation and their joy
And look at the faces of young children waiting in line
And wonder what the world will be like in their time
We hear congress is working on health care reform
But politicians in charge of my health is cause for alarm
Do they understand that a terminal patient leaves a loss?
And that a family deals with that and picks up the cost
You pray to stay healthy and live life to the fullest
But sometimes health problems arise that is the cruelest
Your normal life disappears and succumbs to disease
While politicians jack around reform at their ease
If politicians could lose their homes, cars and fancy boats
Maybe they would cut out the rewards for votes
Let the goods we buy say 'Made in America'
And let the American worker get their fair share
Let the farmers grow fruits, vegetables and grain
Let ranchers raise livestock that sees normal gain
Keep out loggers busy supplying the builders
The plumbers, electricians, and the carpet layers
Build up our industries some large some small
Let America go back to work employment for all
Give us back our dignity and our way of life
Raise the children in a family with a husband and wife
Patricia Williams
17
We
You and I became one
I identify with you
and you with me
But we are still two
We have an individual dream
I don't know where you start
and where I end
But love's intertwining
has produced a future
for the two to become one
Patricia Williams
18
Wisps
Searching in a cloud of white
The fair maiden waits for her shining knight
The alarm clock shatters her world of bliss
Before she could even attain the first kiss
Her senses return to her slowly
As she gazes at her bedroom so lowly
She's drug back to the world of strife
Where she must work to maintain a life
Her working hours are quite a struggle
Her budget she must always juggle
The knight's armor stand in great halls
Not many commoners make it to balls
But there are always midnight slumbers
And knights riding chargers by the numbers
Patricia Williams
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