GOALS -Poetry

Goals

My goals I pose to me alone,

yet their reach affects the others.

Then, way too quickly, my goals are blown.

Willpower, myself, often smothers.

Failure, I've already sown.

Defeat, mine or another's.

Why do I listen, why do I hone?

I'd think I'd control my druthers.

I silence the naysayers,

at times, I tend to be,

surrendering to my god.

I release negative layers,

setting my power free.

Accomplished goals, I applaud.

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Goals

by Stephanie Daich

TOLERANCE -Poetry

 TOLERANCE

by Stephanie Daich

 

I demand tolerance!

    (you must think like me)

I demand Justice!

    (my needs trump yours)

I demand respect!

    (you’re doing it wrong)

I demand equality!

    (you must put me first)

I demand peace!

    (I’m uneasy with you here)

I demand the right to protest!

    (your voice we must silence)

I demand a platform

    (you are reprehensible)

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Tolerance

by Stephanie Daich

BLACK WIDOW -Poetry

BLACK WIDOW

Such magnificent beauty.

Exquisite.

None other can compare to her.

She holds my attention.

I should leave.

Staying this close is deadly.

But I can not pull away.

Her lure has locked me in, enamoring me.

I move closer.

I want to touch her.

But I can't.

That would be death.

I want to capture her and display her.

I shouldn't.

Logic tells me to kill her.

She isn't safe to keep around.

How can I destroy such a fascinating creature?

I always thought I would be frightened if I encountered one.

But her grace thrills me.

I want to study her.

She glides toward me, those long, elegant legs.

I want to touch her.

My children giggle in the background.

She is not safe to have around.

What if she bites them?

I hate this choice.

Her life, or theirs.

I should let her live.

She most likely will never meet them.

But what if she does?

She comes even closer to me.

I bring my head nearer to her.

Wow, she entrances me.

How can I kill her?

How can I let her live?

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Black Widow

by Stephanie Daich

THE DEMONS

THE DEMONS COME OUT AGAIN

The demons come out again.

The demons will probably win.

The demons infect within.

The demons are strong this time.

The demons won’t let me shine.

The demons steal my prime.

The demons snatch my soul.

To ruin me is the demons goal.

The demons make me an empty hole.

The demons fill me with doubt.

The demons make me strike out.

The demons I must cast out.

The demons I won’t listen to.

The demons have a distorted view.

Goodbye, demons!!! I’m starting anew!

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The Demons

by Stephanie Daich

PARENTHOOD -Poetry

Parenthood-

Given trust over another human's life.

Educating.
Teaching.
Sharing talents.
Molding.
Patience.
Sacrifice.
Hurt.
Joy.
Unconditional love.
Holding tight.
Letting go.
Cuddles.
Love.
Kisses.
Power.
Creation.
Dream.
Aspire.
Challenges.
Crying.
Dreaming.
Learning.
Messing up.
Giving.
Taking.
Breaking.
Peace.
Confusion.
Balance.
Insecurities.
Lost.
Found.
Bold.
Timid.
Out of control.
Alone.
Embrace.
Hero.
Villain.
Sleepless.
Hurting.
Soaring.

The greatest hell you'll ever go through.


-Stephanie Daich

FLOATING CUBE -Poetry

Floating Cube

Presented; a floating cube.

The work of great craftsmanship.

Exquisite to behold.

One can easily appraise by a visual over.

But, they would undervalue.

The inner of the cube holds infinitely more.

Layers tucked deeply within.

Rich beauty folded in gyri and sulci of personality.

Passion and caring.

Giving and sharing.

Sacrifices and humility.

Pride and strength.

Talents and knowledge.

Hard work and perseverance.

Ambition and goals.

Selfless.

Self-giving.

Genuine.

Heartfelt.

Experience and pain.

Yet, only the inner surface.

Depths of amazement to discover.

Delight continues to increase

As the workings of the cube come forth.

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Floating Cube

by Stephanie Daich

COLLATERAL DAMAGE -Poetry

Lives shattered; destroyed

No care or thought for others

Collateral damage