Learning to walk again...

I don't know when I began to walk so fast down the rocky road
that my feet began to pain me and my eyes no longer were in focus
Never seeing what surrounds me
Not only running away, but towards the end
In feverish frenzy, I could think only of the next turn
When did I stop walking?
When did the destination become the goal...
I knew it was all I saw,
I knew it was all I could feel
I knew, yes, that it was each burning breathe and sunkist smile
Which my weary soul encountered that meant the most...
I just cannot seem to recall when the dancing became trudging
When the fear of the others on the road made my limbs tremble,
and my gait sped up so that my eyes
Did never even have the chance to find you
It was only because those tiny rocks
Made my feet hurt...because some of you walked so much better,
No! they were graceful, and I was merely a wobbly little baby
In comparision, I crawled...Just go fast, and you won't have to
Worry about the others, they don't matter THEY DO NOT...get to the end, ESCAPE!
Before another one grabs your hand and meets your gaze
And twirls you in circles and fills your soul
And drops your fingers, and breaks your precious, jaded heart...
Oh, please
Grab hold of my hands and ignore how they shake!
For they shall learn to squeeze back, and I shall try to
Walk tall, head up and arms steaded by your mighty love
And your strength, by your courage
And the mere presence of your captivating eyes embrace,
Never mocking, ever assuring
Always a sobering reminder of how short the road truly is
I shall try to reach out my aching arms
Making it that much easier for You to grab hold
Please, remind me, my love,
That these stones can be sparkling and beautiful, as diamonds
in the rough, that the true pain
Lies with reaching the end of the road alone...
That is where all of the fears and lies do gather
And now is when I remember truth
Amd my hands shake with longing as each
Hesitant finger reaches slowly out to meet yours, waiting...
I am ready now, take me and we shall dance along
Together, for as long as our lovely paths remain merged


Marjorie T.

So much more...

You say, "only this..."
but there is more, yes so much more
Let me hold you in my arms like a child
and sooth that weary soul, your mind
takes you to dark and hideous spaces, where..
I will love you like a man, my maternal arms never
letting go...Will you let go?
Tell me not to stop--to wait, I'll wait
Until the earth ceases to revolve
Let me know you are searching
This lie holds many plentiful truths!
Just whisper a tangible cry, one I can feel
I am, only this...bring me more
So much more, yes
Knowing you follow me not only on the surface
but far and deep, where I must wander
I won't let go, and these truths
Shall erase each solitary lie
Love me like the woman I am

Finding the Key Home

Sing me a slow song, sing me a hymm
for it's within your voice my home lies
You claim to be so different; unable and afraid
Yet we both know it's times like those
Times like those when we rest our weary souls
and bask in the warm glow we dare not name

Smile me a real grin, say my name across your mouth
for home lies here in your lips,
I think I know the answers, well at least maybe a few
And we both have been thinking that it's times like these
Times like these when our unafraid hearts know what to do
so hold on tight and trust in that nameless place

Sing me a love song, a silent lullaby
for it's within your brave, kind words my heart does lie
We are no longer two, but one for but a moment
You and I both know that it is these times, this time
Times like these, this time that love can bring us home...

Let your sweet, sweet voice take me home to your love
Bring me silent lullabies, I'll carry you home and hold you forever...
Be it near or far, you shall be home forever
We will be home together

By: Marjorie Tuttle

If I'm not a winner...

So, my favorite teenager and I were listening to music and discussing homeopathic medicine vs alopathic medicine; I had been, for years, a pretty strict follower of homeopathy--she asked if any of the remedies had the effects of a sort of 'LOVE POTION.'
After pondering specifics, I informed her that the chemical reaction to my brain of one particular remedy did, in fact, bring on a clearly romantic mood on one occasion. I then exclaimed that I had, in fact, had "My Chemical Romance!"
She looked at in a most pathetic way and exclaimed, "Oh my god, you're such a LOSER! You should have quit when you were ahead..." and walked out of the room.

Sudden realizations=Ironic truths

So, I'm kicking back with my favorite teenager, and checking out PATD concert photos...Then I casually ask her to fetch me my meds--"I haven't taken one, and I'm seriously about to have a panic attack." She chuckles and I ask why she always laughs at the phrase--to whicch she replies, "well you ARE looking at pictures of Panic at the Disco..." At that point I stated that I had been panicking long before PATD ever existed...She then inquired in a playful voice, "oh my god, have you ever HAD a panic attack at the 'disco'?" After sorting through some specifics (dance club vs disco, what type of music was actually playing, were the dancers there discoing?) we concluded that I, had in fact, "PANICKED AT THE DISCO."
She smiled, exclaiming, "YOU WIN AT LIFE!" and gave me the biggest, highest five :)...After basking in my momentary glory, I then spattered, "Really--my meds, please..." ?!?