O When Does My Shit Come Together? #Poetry #LifeLessons #PoetrtWednesday

One of my writer friends, whom I adore like no other, gave me the title for this poem. She’s handy like that… she is the go to girl for ideas and book bios! She’s simply magnificent! PJ Perryman,  you are the sparkle in my knickers! 

 

 

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O’ When Does My Shit Come Together?

by Penelope Jones

 

 

 O as a child we think when I get older…

I’ll be president, an astronaut, a doctor, or maybe a writer?

 

When we get older we’ll change the world,

cure cancer, and create new adventures.

 

Does that mean I’ve arrived and failed?

 

My life isn’t a bowl of cherries,

it isn’t a walk in the park,

nor can I say… I’m finished.

 

Shit! My dreams are not complete,

my adventures not fulfilled,

nor have I found world peace!

 

Come along for the ride;

I’m ready to complete my mission

 

Together, I think we can finish what I started

and maybe you can answer the age-old question…

 

O’ when does my shit come together? 

 

 

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Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Copyright 2013

A Little Time Under Our Tree #Poetry #Love #Death #ForeverLove

I’m sitting under our favorite tree

I wondering if you’re thinking of me

 

I’ve thought about nothing else since you went away

You plague my life day after, day after day.

 

I think about how you used to hold my hand

And how you always thought my jokes were so grand

 

I think about the time we went to Paris

We had a great trip, despite your brother Harris

 

I remember the way you looked after a long, hard day

You knew I’d always be there to assure you, it’s okay

 

I thought you’d always be here too

Your being gone leaves me without a clue

 

I sometimes smell a faint memory of your scent

I know it’s not possible, but I hope it’s you leaving me a hint

 

I thought it would get easier as time passed by

I miss coming home to you saying hi

 

It hasn’t gotten less painful as I watch the world keep turning

And I keep laying awake yearning

 

Burning for you to return to me as if it weren’t true

Waking each morning not exactly sure what to do

 

What’s the next step in my life

I don’t think I could be someone else’s wife

 

I’m in love with you more today than ever before

I hate that tragedy has closed our door

 

You were the light of my dead-end alley

Now I live in the deepest, darkest valley

 

I’m so angry that you thought it was OK to die

You said you’d take care of me forever, you lied

 

I don’t think anyone really knows how much I hurt

My heart feels like it’s been drug through the dirt

 

It’s only been a few months, maybe I just need more time

What I really need is for everyone to stop telling me “it’ll be fine”

 

It won’t, I miss you so much I can’t breathe

Every night I wonder how could you leave

 

I mourn the loss of you, my one true love

That now looks down upon me from above

 

I’m going to move on, I promise you that

And no I’m not going to start collecting cats

 

I won’t become one of those old ladies

I rather spend the next 100 years in Hades

 

I say all these things but the future’s unsure

Because my heart ache’s for you, and there’s no cure

 

I think coming to visit our tree has helped

Rehashing the pains that life has dealt

 

I’m going to continue to love you forever

But as you know I am too clever

 

To waste away until I’m an old crone

Destined to spend my life alone

 

No…you know I sparkle too much to settle

Even though my throat is still encased in your metal

 

Your collar you put there to show that I’m yours

Each time I remember that night, my heart soars

 

Maybe one day I’ll be able to move on

Maybe one day I’ll be able to admit that your gone

 

Until then, I’ll continue to visit our tree

And wonder if you’re thinking of me

 

Labeled The Nice Girl #Poetry #Poem #ASMSG

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I woke up and thought

“I hate being the nice girl”

My niceties make me want to hurl

Forgive

Forget

Frail

Fail

I exhaled

How many times do I say it’s OK?

Tell the dickheads to have a nice day?

Kill’em with kindness it’s how I was raised

Except I’m afraid I’m done with that maze

I’m tired of always being the bigger ‘man’

I’m thinking shit’s about to hit the fan

I hate feeling like I’ve been used

That my niceties are being abused

Don’t take me for granted

Damn it!

Who am I trying to fool?

I’ll continue to be the pack mule

I put on my mask…

Why you ask?

Because

Nice girl blood runs through my veins

And I’m a true glutton for pain

So

Nice girl will always be my trait

I hate

Because of You #Poetry #Relationships #ASMSG #Love

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Dreams can come true

Life can be a cabaret, ole chum

And it’s…

 

Because of you

 

The sun shines a little brighter

I appreciate the morning dew

I stop to smell the flowers

And my heart beats anew

 

Because of you

 

I look at my future in a different light

Brightness for miles around

My imagination takes flight

 

Because of you

 

Tomorrow is always a brighter day

My dreams have come true

And like I said it’s…

 

Because of you

To whom it may concern: #ASMSG #Poetry

To whom it may concern;

There were so many things I tried to say

You distract me, made me laugh,

and I forgot, it’s not OK

OK? Yeah right…

I was a toy for you to tease and torment

dangling by your strings, my body limp

Each time you spoke, I was conditioned to dance

my phone chimed, and my heart leapt with a prance

Why do I care so fucking much?

You don’t deserve such

I’m living in a state of an altered paradox

The only thing keeping me grounded…

My stripey knee-socks

I have no idea what you wanted from me

I wanted to ask, but would you see?

See that I needed to know…

Not knowing was driving me mad

Was that your plan?

Were you glad?

Have I been had?

Was this all a little rouse?

I was destined to lose?

Was it rigged from the start?

To trample my heart?

Brilliant idea, fucktard

Signed,

Yours never again

Tip of the day … If you dig a hole deep enough, eventually you will fall in.  Dumbass, stop digging while you still can. :)

 

Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!