Our discussion scared me
I could not believe
That I could actually be living
With a monster from Maple Street
I checked the address
And then checked it again
I never moved
So, I started asking questions
But the answers I received
Led me right back to Maple Street
Back to the monster you revealed
Blaming those so unlike us
Because everyone tells you to doubt
Pointing out those they see as different
Because their power is on
When you are in the dark
Makes you almost predatory
Almost like a shark
Paranoia is overtaking us
As Twilight Zone forsaw so long ago
I wonder how Mr. Serling knew
That the monsters were due
The monsters that live on Maple Street

© September 28, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from: http://blog.deannarepose.com

Watching the media, all hyped
Due to their own accord
Pushing us forward
Helping us to goard
Upon the sins we so readily devour
All within this 11th hour

Hearing TV tell us to care
About all these material things
Never telling us quite how
To deal with the emptiness this brings
The greed it creates all but devours
Then jealousy soon flowers

Everyday our fascination grows
Within this world we live
And every day our lives compact
To where we cease to give
To those around us, that become devoured
We stand still, such the coward

Violence, agony, death and despair
Climb up the ranks
Feeding the greed and jealousy
Gee, Thanks!
Yet we are still fascinated, devouring
Their celebrities powering

All these empty thoughts we need to think
Which force our hearts to sink

We need to get back to what is to give
And remember what is like to live

As a community

© September 25, 2009 Deanna Repose
Repoosted from: blog.deannarepose.com

It took a power outage for me to see the light
Of what it is I am really like
To hear the words that you said without the noise
I could listen close, without distraction of toys
I saw the darkness of how I felt surround me
The candle that you lit, so profound within me
Safety, security, as well as desire
Lit so lovingly by that fire

It took a power outage for me to release pent up fear
To see that you are so very near
Never so far away as I sometimes believe
You are here, here with me
You hold my darkness, always at bay
To keep me happy, chase the blues away
I never saw this until the lights went out
When I made the darkness become my doubt

That same darkness that you made light

(C) September 23, 2009 Deanna Repose
Reposted from: blog.deannarepose.com

People you love
Who know your whole life
They know how to get you
They cut like a knife
You feel great pain
With every word they say
When there are no words
You hear their echoes prey

This brings me to wonder
If it ever occurs to you
That others feel
The same pain you do
When you act in ways
That cut like a knife
Even towards people
Who don't know your whole life

I wonder if you hear yourself
And some of the words you say
And if you hear them
Do you say them anyway

I wonder if you know
How hard it is to love you
When you lash out like this
Toward those that try to

Love you in a moment
Love you in a day
Love you in a month
Love you in their own way

I wonder this because I have felt
Some of the pain you have dealt

Things you've said
Others you've done
All the while I'm trying to love
The person you've become

This brings me to wonder
If my skin is too thick
Because you don't see the blood
Once my heart feels the *****
I try not to tell you
As I can weild a deadly knife
And by trying to hide it
I may be causing more strife
I don't want to hurt you
Or throw things back in your face

Please forgive these errors of mine
My heart is in the right place

September 15, 2009
Hello Poetry Exclusive

Funny how friends are
When you need them most
Some disappear
Some haunt you like a ghost
Some stick around to spread cheer
While others forget who you are

They say you know your friends
In times of tradegy
Sometimes I really wonder
If that's as true can be

Because I noticed something
About my friends this year
I've needed every single one
Whether strange or dear
I've needed every single one
Each at different times
To help me with sadness, death and fear

I needed to be on my own
I needed to be haunted too
I needed to be cheered
I needed to be forgotten, who?

My friends, they know me
Sometimes all too well
They always know to make me better
When my life goes to hell
They always know to help me out
And can make, as always, my heart swell

I hope I return the favor
At least a time or two
And that you, my friend
Can find me when you are blue


© Deanna Repose July 30, 2009

As I drove to work today
I spotted a birthday balloon
Abandoned by the road
Appealing to my sense of wonder

When I got to work I saw the date
I remembered you so well
You left us nine years ago, this passed July
And on this day, this balloon made me want to cry
Because I miss you all over again

I’m hoping you saw the birthday balloon
Hanging onto a string
Standing above the tall grass
Begging to be seen
Screaming “Birthday Girl” in pink and gold
Sending a birthday wish to you in heaven
So that you know I thought of you today


© September 14, 2009 Deanna Repose

I opened my heart wide
Invited you to come inside
You came in to see what's there
Poked & prodded, left a tear

To forgive yourself for what you did
You sewed it up, sealed the lid
Now my heart hurts, aches from inside
Because of hurt you wanted to hide

I wanted you to be a part of me
I gave in, hoping you could be
More than a friend, just someone I know
More like a sister, someone to help me grow

I opened my heart, and my circle of friends
Knowing my friendship never ends
Instead of seeing what I tried to give you
You left me bleeding, broken, & blue


My heart hurts from the inside
Because of hurt you wanted to hide

Written: December 2, 2008