his Edsel,
               with a grin,

backed
             slowly down,
                                    then

                                    remembering

the emergency  brakes,
                 he slid into
                                     the
back seat                             and    hid,

and crashed,
                               again.

Depression, self-hatred
It seems everyone is affected by it
Whether personally
Or if it is a family member
Or friend
Sometimes people don't even know
They are affected by it
Why is their brother so drawn away?
Why does their mommy not want to get out of bed?
Depression cannot always be prevented
But it can be beaten
With love
If you show people you care
They realize
No matter how one it takes
That they make a difference in someone's life
And that can be enough
To save them from taking their own
So please
Show people you love them
And care about them
Try not to be cold to people
Because you don't know what they are dealing with
And that sneer you give them
Could be the last straw
The one that breaks the camel's back
And all their strength and willpower
Comes crashing down
Smile
Give people something to hold on to
Until they can find Hope

I am not yet defiled; O hear me.
Let not the crazed hornets or serpents or ophidian or the
   buzzard bee come near me.

I am not yet defiled; console me.
I fear that the snake charmer may with rhythmic body clocks clock me,
   with predatory hissing paralyze me, with authoritative power anger me,
      on wicker constraints constrain me, in bamboo-patches pierce me.

I am not yet defiled; provide me
With beauty to free me, dressage to cover me, silence to come
   to me, souls to save me, charmers and angels
     in my wandering existence seeking fights to waver the war within me.

I am not yet defiled; forgive me
For the provocative glances in me, my presence when womanity holds me,
   my mythological beauty by deities beyond me,
      my head held high when they slay by means of my
         crossbow, my addiction when they poison me.

I am not yet defiled; rehearse me
In the dreams and the prayers I must take when
   art interrupts me, material disturbs me, splintered souls
     gaze at me, smiles fade at me, the knifes edge
       stains me and everlasting scars pain
         me to shame and the shames taints
           my skin and my heart abandons me.

I am not yet defiled; O hear me,
Let not Perseus who is warrior or who thinks he is King
     or a rival to me.

I am not yet defiled; O fill me
With gasoline against those who would inhabit my
  bones, would sink me into empty caverns,
    would make me a prisoner locked, a monster with
      blood dripping, a monster, and a passer of dis-ease
        who would execute my self, would
          flush me like ***** oozing and
            ***** and ooze and *****
              like alcohol seeping in the
                pores would drown me.

Let Poseidan not make me defiled and let him not **** me.
Otherwise **** me.

© Sia Jane

You...
To me...
Are the essence,
of the earth mother...
As you watch over your pond,
with an easy, laidback,  grace..
and help us see it grow and
chart it's every, every season.
Turtles, weeds and all...

I adore the fact, that you,
write love with an earthy lust
And you lust with an earthy abandon....


You have an intelligence,
That always expands my mind
All the way over there
on the other upside...

You and I share old friends
Writers of art,
livers of life.
those who mark....
and make the small moments large

Yet, I know you not...
but fervently wish
We could sit and pass time
Over tea or coffee..

You are one of many....
Who write voraciously
With life and passion in your pen
But so too,
You are one of the few
Who I go to read ....again and again.

So I thank you...
My very own  female
Walden...
For the lessons
of the earth, life, loving
and humbly implore you
write again and again..
Til the world stops turning...
Then....just write it's begining again...

If it were possible to hasten life
To blur the years, and daytime into night,
Regret would be our lonely widowed wife
Ourselves soldiers with nothing left to fight

Why then, is it common to demand love
To place stiff bars around the fair and pure
Encounter it only to let go of
You cannot push what is not yet secure

It is not a trapped bird to just observe
Its song is clear, the echo of a breath
It’s touch is something that we all deserve
For without love, life just waits for it’s death

Love is free it cannot be ours to choose
Let it be, love is our limitless muse

All the things you do to me
You give me all your hurt
You fool around in front of me
Heartache I don't deserve

Was it something that I said?
Do you need to be restrained?
If it would help I'd tie you up
But, it would not improve a thing

A psychiatric ward would work
But, also rot your brain
I can't return all of your hurt
No one could handle this much pain

You're kooky with your nonsense
That drives me most insane
Yet, every time I see your face
I fall in love again

And I can't come down
I know I need it
But the Ritalin A won't do no no
The Ritalin A won't do

You gave me girlfriend and I thank you
Let me tell you she was pretty good to me
I want to tell you all this loving cost me something
But, really, was love ever free?

Oh, don't believe those ***** hippies
Not one word, because like you, they lied to me
But, I'm not judging, just a nudge then we're together
And let everything just be
Let everything just be

And I can't come down
I know I need it
But the Ritalin A won't do
No, the Ritalin A won't do

We'd make a million dollars on your actions
If you got paid what you're worth
And all your stinking playpen games please tell me
Are you through with me?
Are you through with me?
Because I'm still way too high on loving you

And I can't come down
I know I need it
But. the Ritalin A won't do no no no no
The Ritalin A won't do

So get your body over here
Because I can't come down
No, I can't come down
From a loving you

your first love will leave you comparing your other relationships for the rest of your life.