Monday, November 21, 2011

My 30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day 21: "My Sister #2"


"If Stranded on an Island/Becca" (written March 31, 2011)

If stranded on an island
and asked to bring one thing
I'd make sure to have my Becca
Yup, that's the thing I'd bring

My sister Becca's HAPPY
You can see it in her face
'Cause lord knows I'd be the 1 freakin'
Ya, I'd be the basket case

She'd appreciate the beauty
She'd turn fear into a test
'Cause Becca stands for positive
And attracts only the best

She's spiritual and giving
Inspirational and wise
Has faith in the universe
and all it's connecting ties

Determined and uplifting
Secure in all she does
Loves everyone past their flaws
No reason... just because

If stranded on an island
and asked to bring one thing
I'd make sure to have my Becca
'Cause I know we'd also SING! :o)

Monday, November 14, 2011

My 30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day 14: "My Deceased Father"



So many of us hold a grudge that our Dad was taken from us at such a young age. But If our Dad could respond to our sorrow, I believe he would say something like this:

"I'm already there..." (written October 2010)

I’m already there on your birthday-I am smiling and sing along with everyone.

I’m already there attending your graduation – I’m the loud guy shouting “that’s my son! “

I’m already there as you travel long distances- giving directions and keeping you awake.

I’m already there when you’re thinking I’m not, yes I see everything for goodness sake.

I’m already there crying at your wedding, even if I can’t walk you down the aisle.

I’m already there when you’re hurting so badly and just need to talk to me once in awhile.

I’m already there as your babies are born, then I watch over them each day and night.

I’m already there smiling in family photos; barely visible in the camera’s light.

I’m already there when you go meet Mickey, lie on the beach or play in the sand,

I’m already there as we catch an amateur doing the thumb trick or sleight of hand.

I’m already there around the holidays, watching traditions that you and I started.

I’m already there as you covered your nose; yes it was Dad that somehow just farted.

I’m already there as you fall fast asleep, even if you’re not sleeping in bed.

I’m already there as long as you remember me- otherwise I will always be dead.

Please remember me as I was- not a magician or man with no debts.

I am father, a brother, a son- and a husband who has no regrets.

Monday, November 7, 2011

My 30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day 7: "My Mother-in-Law"


"To Donna and Jim" (written 10/29/05)
I’m writing this poem to say thank you,
Though “Thank You” just doesn’t seem like enough.
You’ve been so kind and understanding,
Just what I’ve needed since life’s been rough.
 
If it were my own house I’d be skeptical,
I’d have a hard time saying yes.
But the two of you were very trusting,
And for that I am truly blessed.
 
I may be sorta young and naïve
To what it is that life is all about…
But I have a feeling that your Jimmy
Is the man I can’t live with out.
 
He’s considerate and understanding,
He’ll talk to me day or night.
And even if we’re disagreeing
He knows how to loose a fight. 
 
So many reasons why I love him,
Like the relationship he shares with you.
Family is number one to me,
I’m so grateful he believes that too. 
 
I may not be able to pay you rent
For the months you’ve allowed me to stay.
But what I can do is make this promise,
And share with you what I feel today.
 
I thank you for raising an awesome son,
Although he may be stubborn once in awhile.
But I know he has a terrific heart,
Great sense of humor and a gorgeous smile.
 
I swear to you I’ll be good and kind,
To your son and grand kids all their life.
I promise to you I’ll be the anchor,
That your son is looking for in a wife.
 
I wrote this poem to say thank you,
Yet it STILL doesn’t seem like enough.
So I might be continually saying it,
Whether you like it or not… so tough! 

Sunday, November 6, 2011

My 30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day 6: "My Step-Father"


“Keith” (November 2011)

Keith- you are my step dad
But not much more than that
You taught me how to be tough
Drive your car and be a brat

I witnessed all your anger
when I saw you 1st fight mean
That’s why I spat into your face
As you brought out my scream

My mother- you can’t love-
If you did, you’d let her be
Instead of calling daily
Just let her please be free

You lost her on your own (you know)
She would much rather stay
But it was time to show you
She WILL not still live that way

A family you once had
With a happy, loving wife
If only you’d learn self control
You’d still have that good-ole life

I might be 11 years younger
But you’re no better than I
I’m sure your ‘GOD LIKE WISDOM’
Has made all your girls cry

Your daughters need their father
All the good thoughts in his head
It’s best to grow up now Keith
Or else they will love you dead

You’re nothing but a drunk
a jerk, self proclaimed ass
You've never known what love is
For that, you’ll finish last

Keith- you are my step dad
But that’s as just all you are
Don’t talk until you’re sober
Only then- you will go far.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

My 30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day 5: "My Step-Mother"


"Some-kind of Mother" (written Feb. 1997)
Wanting MY MOM
For So Long
Hating her So
Needing to Grow
Her tears in the night
Her love out of sight
Years go by
Stop to cry
Smell of her shirt
Washing off dirt
Spaghetti on the stove
Hardly ever drove
Sound of her voice
Now loving by choice
Chores every day
Wanting her to stay
Not needing my mom
She was too gone
In her own way
Loving me everyday
Not wanting to show
How much I've grown
More of my friend
'Till the very end
To a my sister and brother
She was some-kind of mother

Friday, November 4, 2011

My 30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day 4: "My Mother"

"How the Mormon Girl became a Hooker" (written June 2010- updated Nov 2011)

Born in Hollywood, number 9 of 10 -A baby was born to Lloyd & Helen.

Little Mary Sunshine - was her nickname~

Easy to please but not easy to tame. Big beautiful eyes,

So sparkly and blue. so sweet and so happy and so darn-cute too!

She too had been taught the church going ways.

But that's what they all did in Utah those days.

Don't cuss, steal or cheat, The neighbors are your friend.

Believe there are 3 heavens when life comes to an end.

Every Sunday was Church, pay your tithing percent

and never go on a date without parental consent.

Her nephews were her age, Her sisters were teens-

Always looking so pretty, and staying so lean.

Being one of the youngest, She was often left out.

So she'd sit in her room, Feeling alone as she pout.

Tom boy as a kid, Blossoming into a girl.

Mary wanted so badly To fit into this world.

Life wasn't so easy but it wasn't that bad...

Just as long as you didn't get in trouble by dad!

She learned to like music, She learned to like boys

She played the piano, 'Stead of playing with Toys.

She was taught like the rest, Even having the same dream

"Meet your Missionary Knight And become his Sweet Queen."

When 18 came around There was only 3 things to do:

Get married, have babies, Live "happily-ever-after" too.

But God had a plan as he smirked from above...

She then met - Dee Pollard - and of course, fell in love.

In the Mormon Church temple is where they got hitched.

But the marriage was rocky and soon lost its stitch.

Each had expectations that neither could keep.

But their commitment was strong and dedication was deep.

- Crystal Jean - was their first And she lit of their lives.

There was peace for a moment As they put down the knives.

- Christopher Dee - was then born. The Pollard's now "complete"...

But the marriage still crumbled underneath Mary's feet.

- Colissa Mary - was born And those 3 sure did shine.

That's when Mary Helen knew It was finally time.

Time to move on alone, Time to follow her heart.

Even if it did mean Tearing the family apart.

Mary wanted a romance that Dee didn't understand.

Quickly she found it- In a jealous foreign man.

She thought she found true love, her fairytale finally here-

But she couldn't satisfy her new husband's constant fear.

Learning Wander had a temper (is why he couldn't stay.)

So Mary changed the locks and sent him on his way.

But not before God gave Mary another jewel…

Starring: - Rebecca Richelle – (But left Mary with no "fuel")

No fuel to buy diapers, or formula or food.

Yes Mary was happy But depressed in her mood.

Dave Penney had some money and he was happy to share.

Yes Mary seemed desperate but she didn't care.

He came with some baggage- and it tore them in two.

That's when Mary left Utah to Kalamazoo.

In Kalamazoo she pondered On what life was all about.

Eager to find her calling But also full of doubt.

No one really understood her, But she was finally

breaking free. Free of being the "Mary Sunshine"

Everyone wanted her to be. She went looking

for some clarity Did Soul searching from abroad.

Traveling cities and through states Without Daddy's "approving nod".

Using nothing but her credit cards Racking up large sums of debt.

No obligations now except Becca- and the Mexican she just met.

Ramon she thought she loved. But turns out he played a good game.

He bluffed his way to Mary's heart and used her for her innocent name.

So she focused on loving Mary 'Stead of depending on a man.

Not worrying if others would care But hoping they soon could understand.

Raising Becca with no siblings Hoping love might find her someday.

It was Kalamazoo she escaped to, As the other 3, in Utah stayed.

So I guess it was only Arizona- but at the time it sure seemed far.

I barely saw my mother as she chased her dream to become a star.

She wrote many songs about love. All true songs reflecting her life.

Expressing her struggles with Ramon, Yet still happy to not be his wife.

Missing her kids she longed for balance, She told the recording people goodbye.

She finally knew what she wanted. A little freedom with the perfect guy.

Shopping at Smith's one day she found Keith 10 Years Younger and not very scary.

Mary instantly fell for this Hooker... And this Hooker fell instantly for Mary.

Keith was sweet; he was kind but not timid Responsible, honest and true.

Good looking with blonde locks not brown hair And deep sincere eyes that also were blue.

He treated her like a Queen Showed her Love, Gave her Trust and Respect.

She melted each day she was with him And I'm sure you know what happened next...

This Mormon girl became a Hooker. Yes this mother of 4 found her mate.

They moved their families into a small house and the 8 of them got along great.

Adding her kids with Keith's girls went smooth In fact, It was as easy as pie.

'Cause Mary's 4 kids were entertaining And Vanessa and Alyssa weren't shy.

Binding two families - Ashley Rose - was now here.

With so many kids- so much happened each year.

Now a step-mom (mother of 7) Painting her house as her own slice of heaven.

Mary finally found love Life was stable, But without credit cards

There's no cable! Mary finally painted a world of her own.

House full of happiness, Never feeling alone.

God and her Mother answering prayers from above.

Happily-Ever-After No more searching for love.

Sure there was fighting- Mostly yelling (No fists)

But what's a Soap Opera WITHOUT all the twists?

To make matters better She put Keith through school.

Keith massages her weekly Ain't that Cool?

Through the years She's become more self aware.

Turning heads she can make men still stare.

Learned religion from her parents, She balances well.

Between heaven on earth and her limitations of hell.

She may not be praying like Daddy had wanted.

Might not be living the life Momma dreamed.

But she made mistakes so her kids wouldn't have to

Passing on wisdom not just good looking genes.

Before you knew it, time passed, kids were grown.

Moving out of the house, having dreams of their own.

Crystal lives now in Phoenix, and is a mom of four.

Chris is a Dad of one, and expecting one more.

Colissa's in college a waitress at night.

Becca's in school too with her dreams still in sight.

Vanessa works real hard and Alyssa does too.

Ashley just turned 13 but is going on 22.

Her Grandkids give her joy (as most grandbabies often do.)

Her first one's - Krislynn Night – Who's sweet & smart as a whip too.

- Matthew Ryan - is a Gemini Just like his mother's mom.

Stick him in a little box and he'll go off like a time bomb.

- Brooklyn D -has all the spunk that she is gonna need.

'Cause she's got 3 older brothers And she was born to lead.

Mary's raised real good kids and is honest about much.

She's so proud of her family, her business and such.

She's become very successful as a Whimsical Arteest.

It's been their bread & butter, Heck it's been their whole feast!

Plays her heart out like nobody's watching She dances like nobody cares.

These are reasons why we love our Mother- It's no wonder she gets constant stares!

Yes sometimes things are rough... But what else did you expect?

As long as you have faith, You're bound for Love, Trust & Respect.

The moral of this story: Is the Greatest Thing You'll ever Learn; "Just learn to Love each other & learn to BE Loved in Return..."

. . .

Oh wait, there more to add In this story of Mary’s life

She’s decided to leave her Keithy -She can no longer stand to be his wife.

He hasn’t learned to love -More than her or himself -or less!

He’s no longer supporting his family - Staying sober is now his test

So if he fails to pass, Mary will not go back- And Keith will have to grow up

& The house will be his to pack.

She’s done supporting men, Who don’t support her dream.

So she will just stay single. It’s that- or she’ll just scream!

Thursday, November 3, 2011

My 30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day 3: "My Father"


"DadDee" (written July 1997)

As a child I danced
To Paula and to Janet
My dad used to be so happy
The best DadDee on the planet

But this happy dancer grew up
Learned that Dad was not so great
He'd blow up and give guilt trips
Then ask for forgiveness much too late

For 1 year I lived in Tucson
Lived with Mom instead of Dad
The change in moods was drastic
I knew of the choices I had

In May I moved back to Utah
But dread the guilt trips and stress
I freaked out almost daily
Dad thought that I was a mess

When I was there I felt so Lost
I really wanted to go
But if I did, I knew it then
That I would hurt him so

But just like THAT -I left real quick
It was a shock to everyone
Even though I planned my own escape
Ever since before June one.

I was so very unhappy-
The hate had got me sick
I fell into a depression
"Spoiled teen" was what they called it

My dad is now the sick one
but with what they call cancer
I'm now a sadden little girl
no longer the happy dancer

Is it my fault for his sickness?
Like I blamed him for mine?
It's just not fair for him to die now
It's really not his time

I was hoping he would be there
Like on the day I get married
He needs to grow into a Grandpa
Not in the ground and buried!

God help him live, help him be strong
God Help him understand
He isn't an awful father
He's actually a great man

DadDee Pollard Born: July 6, 1960
Died: September 21, 1998