Showing posts with label communication. Show all posts
Showing posts with label communication. Show all posts

Sunday, August 24, 2014

DAMAGED BUT WORTH SALVAGING

Sometimes, you're too far gone emotionally to see your worth, your beauty, your value in the world, to see a way out of your suffering. Sometimes, it takes someone else to be compassionate enough to not only see past your flawed layers but also to help you see past them so you can move forward with uplifting yourself. Nobody gets through this life without others' encouragement. You're lying if you say you've made it through every tough situation all by yourself, with no mental or physical assistance. Too much standing around judging and watching people suffer and not enough helping leads to lost souls ... and lost lives.

Is this your story or the story of someone you know? Check out the video below. Join the Anti-Suffering Movement. Challenge your focal point. No judgment where suffering is concerned.



Sunday, February 9, 2014

Sonnet #9 for February



POWER COUPLE

They formed alliance when they converged hearts
Life’s pokes and jabs would never damage them
Both born into dysfunction off the charts
A pathway these two determined to stem

Odd couple, no doubt; some thought they would fail
Confidence always reigned in their merging
Strong friendship between them, neither would bail
Regardless of people’s frequent urging

Anytime outsiders tried to encroach
And wreck their concrete foundation of love
They had the chutzpah to quickly reproach
Firmly united just like hand in glove

Guarding a relationship takes teamwork
Stay ready for the bond breakers that lurk

Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green


Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Sonnet #5 for February



SAFETY NET

Hand me your stress at the end of the night
Turn to me in place of others around
Let me be haven to your covert plight
Show you just how much you’re truly renowned

Don’t you ever tire of putting on airs?
Faking the funk so you won’t lose your cool?
They couldn’t care less about your affairs
Talk behind your back and call you a fool

What I deliver is true peace of mind
Safe place to examine your heart's decay
Enclosed in my arms where you can unwind
No filter needed for what you display

I’m the vessel for your overflowed cup
Always on post when you need lifting up

Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Haiku #20 for January


EPIDEMIC, PART II

Fingers on keyboards
eyes on screens, hearts offline from
human relations

Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green

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Friday, April 5, 2013

NATIONAL POETRY MONTH - 1/30: ASUNDER



It's the aftermath
of last night's
shrieks
accusations
and blaming

After they
dishonored each other
then
broke their promise
again
to never go to bed
stone-hearted
to never leave
more than
three inches of space
between them
during slumber

I'm sorry ... what slumber?
too much malignant
head chatter
desecrating their bond
loud enough to deaden
the love they professed
the previous morning
a rare moment
when they kissed
uttered sweet good-byes
but now it's
2am
and their mouths
are rancid
tongues mangled
from lashing
while the devil's
watching with glee
cackling heartily at
the ruinous discord
it has succeeded
in executing

You know it hates
these sissy-ass
marital unions anyway

The quote says
what God has
joined together
let no man
put asunder
yet
here they lie
with enough space
between them
to sleep
the elephant in the room
teetering on bedsides
fetal positioned
lips tightly pursed
arms defensively crossed
reek of enmity
pouring from the pores
in their backs
to each other

And
unless they realize
"man" in the quote
is THEM
and the devil
ain't nothin' but
a savage named Ego
alias THEM
they will never know serenity
and
these walls will howl
about never knowing
the peace
they were built
to surround
how
they're tired
of World War III
on rewind daily
tired
of being dismantled
by flying objects
how
the slamming of doors
every ten minutes
rocks them like
the Bay Bridge
in the 1989 quake
how
just like this couple
their foundation
is fractured
and
just like this couple
their days
are numbered
cuz
this couple
and these walls
will never
survive
emotional cancer

©2013 Charlene E. Green